#mark webber fluff

here’s my mark fic if you wanna read :)

SMAU

Pairing: Mark Webber x Reader

Warnings: none :)

Summary: just some short fluff with husband!markwebber

Word count: 0.6k

The sound of your husband's incessant alarm woke you up from your slumber. You groaned, opening your eyes groggily as the heavy weight around your waist disappeared, Mark's hand finding the alarm and turning the god awful sound off.

You felt his arm wrap around your waist again, Mark's stubble brushing against your cheek, pressing a kiss on your skin as he whispered in your ear.

"Morning," he murmured, voice gravelly.

You made a sound of complaint, closing your eyes and pressing your face into the pillow. Mark laughed, lazily stroking your bare arm with his finger.

"Come on Love," he urged quietly. "We've got to get up now."

You whined, rolling over into your husband's chest. His arms wrapped around your body on instinct, holding you close. "Five more minutes."

He laughed again, brushing your hair from your face. "I'm afraid not Darling. We've got the race today."

You groaned. "I thought you retiring meant I didn't have to wake up early for these things anymore."

Mark shook his head at your attitude, at your unwillingness to leave the comfort of your shared hotel room, the soft sheets and warmth of his embrace.

So he pulled away, removing his arms from you and leaving the bed. You whined again, pouting at him as you cracked your eyes open. Mark just grinned, moving forward to kiss you on the head before walking away, no doubt to get ready.

You closed your eyes again, savoring the short amount of rest you had left, even though knowing you'd regret it later when you were rushing to get ready on time.

What felt like seconds later but were no doubt minutes your husband was back, hands gently shaking your shoulders. "Now you really do need to get up."

You let out a huff but managed to sit upright, wincing as the bright lights assaulted your vision. Mark smiled and rewarded you with a chaste kiss, a hand going to the back of your head as he did so. His lips tasted fresh, minty, from brushing his teeth.

As he started leaning back you pulled him close, a hand going to his waist and tugging him forward until he lost his balance, falling on the mattress. You grinned and climbed on top of him before he could get back up.

"I vote we stay here," you said.

Mark sighed at your antics but he was smiling, staring at you with quiet adoration. "You know we can't. It's Oscar's home race. We have to be there for him."

At the mention of Oscar, your husbands protégé and what was a son like figure to you, your determination to stay in bed cracked slightly. Enough for Mark to slide you off him and coax you out of the sheets.

"Come on Darl, I promise I'll make it up to you."

You narrowed you eyes at Mark, wrapping your arms around his neck, his hands finding your waist like they always did. "You promise?"

He smiled. "I promise."

You deliberated for a moment longer, all the while your husband's hands roamed your back, trailing up and down your spine, following your curves, kneading your flesh, touching you in any way he could, one of Mark's favourite things to do, before you sighed.

"Fine. Let me get ready."

Mark smiled and kissed you on the cheek. "Knew you had it in you."

You grumbled as you untangled yourself from him, walking into you en-suite to finally start getting ready. "I'm holding you to that promise.

NOOooooo baby Roo, wahhh

"Roo?" Mark curses, voice groggy with sleep as the loud thunder claps, shaking the house. "Y/n?" He repeats, patting the bed when he doesn't feel anything beside him. "Shit," Mark knew where he'd find you.

You've always had the storms of Australia, even more since moving out to the ranch. Mark pads into the livingroom, a flash of lighting show you on the couch. "Roo, come back to bed." You jump, covering your ears when the thunder booms.

Mark sighs, moving and picks up you, the fear in you has you tensing up in your husband's arms. Mark goes back into the bedroom, he lays down ontop of you knowing that the pressure of his body will calm you.