#glimtember2025

Mohawk Mark/Reader | Interactive Fanfiction

This is my entry for @glimmerfics #Glimtember challenge! This week's theme is "Love Games", College AU

NSFW: Hard Mode

WARNINGS: Bully (Grown ass man)

Mark Grayson doesn't even go to your college, and yet somehow you always seem to run into him on campus. For some god-forsaken reason, he's got it out for you, never failing to do everything in his power to make your life miserable. When the two of you end up stuffed into a closet together at a big campus party, you find out why.

For the life of you, you can't understand why Mark Grayson decided to make it his personal mission to make your life miserable.

You hadn't even done anything to him. He just showed up on campus one day and had it out for you on sight.

He doesn't even take classes here, but he hangs around so often that he managed to make friends... get invited to all the same parties you do.

And oh... Mark is the life of the party, the instigator of all things no-good.

He's trouble, trouble you don't need if you want to get your bachelor's degree at the end of the school year.

But in spite of your best efforts to avoid him, he always seems to pop up at the worst possible times to knock your books out of your hands, block doorways with his stupidly muscular body so you have to indulge him if you don't want to be late for your next class, and worst of all, invade your space like it's perfectly natural for him to be there, breathing down your neck.

You hate that you don't hate it.

It takes every ounce of your willpower not to lean into him, to not melt into the enticing heat that radiates off of his body, to not chase his fleeting touches when he ghosts his fingers down your spine, across your hips like he's staking an unspoken claim.

But you don't give in.

You can't.

Because then he'd win.

You don't know much about Mark Grayson, but you know that he's a fucking asshole, and no matter how hot he is, you do not reward bad behavior.

Which is why a shiver runs down your spine when you walk into the party house and Mark's eyes immediately land on you, a shit-eating grin spreading across his face.