𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐒 || MARKHYUCK

❝what the- who are you and why are you in my bed?!❞

still hungover, in pain, mark groaned and rolled out of the warm bed, looking around the unfamiliar room. a hotel room, to be more specific, but it definitely wasn't the one he booked for himself.

there were clothes all over the floor, empty alcohol bottles, and a lot of papers scattered around. let's not forget to mention the boy he woke up to - gorgeous, but a total stranger.

once his vision was clear enough, mark picked up one of the papers from the ground and didn't know whether to laugh or get mad.

❝apparently i'm your husband, darling.❞

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started: 22.03.19
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