#mcu joaquin

I hummed as I snuggled up to Joaquin. His warmth surrounded me in my bed, soft light illuminated us from the tv opposite the bed.

His hand brushed through my hair, I could hear his heart beat under me as I laid on his chest.

"Will you stay here tonight? Please?" I looked up at him. His curls were falling into his face as he thought.

His hands moved to hold my cheeks, his thumbs stroked my skin. "What if someone comes in?"

I leaned into his touch. "They have mission right in the morning. No one will come here, babe."

Joaquin has been my bodyguard for a while now and no one knows about us yet, so we've been sneaking around. It's not that hard since we have rooms on the same floor with the others living on different one or somewhere else.

"I don't know. What if?" He raised his eyebrows and brushed a strand of my hair behind my ears.

I shrugged my shoulders and licked my lips. His eyes automatically fell on them. "And?" I bit my bottom lip and leaned up on my arms, hovering over him.

He shook his head and grinned up at me. "You're gonna be the death of me, you know?" He pulled me closer, our noses touching.

"And why is that?"

He nudged me with his nose, his hand moved to the back of my neck before he finally kissed me.

I looked around the room while waiting for my drink at the bar. My dad threw yet another party. The bartender placed a drink in front of me. I thanked him and took a sip of it before looking to my right at Joquin who was already staring at me.

He was wearing dark dress pants and silk creamy shirt, the first few buttons were undone showing his upper chest. His curls were perfectly defined, some were falling down his face. My hands itched with desire to touch him, fell him.

My cheeks turned slightly red as he watched me. "What?" I tilted my head, trying to be intimidating.

He shrugged his shoulders and licked his lips. "You're pretty tonight." He mumbled, his cheeks mirrored mine.

I raised my eyebrows and shook my head. "What if somebody heard you?" I moved closer to him. "What would they say about my bodyguard complimenting me? Hmm?" I licked my lips and took another sip.

He chuckled and shook his head. "That we are very good friends?" He leaned against the bar.

I bit my bottom lip before answering. "Oh yeah, yesterday we did a lot of friendly activities."

I smirked when I saw his cheeks turn even deeper colour. He tensed a little bit and opened his mouth to say something but the words got stuck in his throat.

I turned on my heel and walked away. I could hear him following me so I sped up my pace. I walked out of the large room into some hallway and just when I turned around a corner he pressed against some door.

His hands mover to my face, one holding my cheek and the other moved some hair out of my face. "Hi, beautiful."

"Hello Mr. Bodyguard." I beamed up at him. My hand found the handle of the door and pulled at it, causing us to fall in some small room.

I stumbled over my heel and let out a squeak. Luckily, Joaquin caught me before I hit the floor, taking me into his arms and closed the door with his back. He cradled my form in his arms and pulled me closer. "You're gorgeous, sweetheart."

"Thank you." I mumbled and laid my head down his shoulder into the crook of it before inhaling his scent. "You smell good."

He chuckled and buried his face into my hair, giving me soft kiss. "I missed you." I could hear a smile in his voice.

"We've been together all day." I chuckled and tightened my grip on him. Ha hands sneaked under the shirt causing him to yelp and tens up. "What's wrong?" I raised my head and looked up at him, playing innocent.

"Your hands are cold." He narrowed his eyes at me, sizing me up with his gaze.

I opened my mouth to defend myself but then an idea popped in my mind.

My hands sneaked around to his stomach, goosebumps forming under my touch. His eyes widened as he tried to get away from me. I moved lower only for him to catch my wrists. He said my name strictly, I giggled.

"What?" I tilted my head to the right and looked at him with my best puppy eyes. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Sweetheart." He opened them again.

"Hmm?"

He shook his head, releasing my hands but trapping me in his arms. "You're impossible." He mumbled before leaning down and kissing me.

The sunlight hit my face as I turned in my bed making me groan. I raised my head and looked at the clock that was on one of the bedside tables. Before I even found the clock I saw large bouquet of tulips and a note next to it. My face lit up as I shuffled closer.

I reached out and took the note, it said: "Good morning, sweetheart. I had to go to train with Sam, but I home you like the flowers. I love you, Joaquin."

My cheeks got redder and the smile on my lips got bigger. I bit my lip and hopped out of the bed. I ran to the bathroom and got ready before going to the training room.

As I walked in I saw the two men practice on a mat. "Hi guys."

They stoped and greeted me back. Joaquin's eyes lingered a little more on me, we made an eye contact before he winked at me. I smiled at him and went to the back.

I got on a treadmill I as watched them fight again, Joaquin was shirtless, sweat dripping down his chest, his curls were disheveled and falling in his face. My heart started racing as I watched him.

Suddenly I tripped over my own feet, flying right to the ground. I groaned and sat up. "Are you okay?" I looked up to my left to see Joaquin kneeling on the floor next to me. His hands already on me checking for any injuries.

I signed and nodded. "Yeah, don't worry." I smiled at him before getting up. "I just fell."

"Yeah, maybe you should stop staring at your bodyguard." Said the man who I forgot was there.

My head whipped out in his direction, my eyes widened and cheeks turned red, again. "I... I wasn't staring." I was but he doesn't need to know that. He just nodded with disbelief painted all over his face while gathering his stuff before leaving.

Joaquin turned back to me, furrowed eyebrows in worry and a frown on his lips. He took my face into his hands, moving my whole head around to check me again. I giggled and his face wrinkled even more. "What's so funny?"

I beamed at him while planing his cheek. He leaned into my hand unconsciously while still holding me. "Nothing, you're just so cute while worrying about nothing."

He scoffed and shook his head. "It's not nothing. You fell, what if you broke something?"

"Then you would have to carry me around. I wouldn't mind." I shrugged my shoulders and started to get up. But before I could fully straighten up he swept me off my feet, carrying me in bridal style. I let out a yelp, my arms flew up around his neck to steady myself. He chuckled at my reaction, his eyes were crinkled from his smile. "What are you doing?!"

He hold me closer and tighter. “Carrying you, sweetheart.” He started walking towards the entrance.

Once we were in his room he laid my body down on his bed and sat next to me. He cupped my face, his thumb stored my cheek. “I like to have you in my bed.”

I raised my eyebrows and smirked. “Oh?”

He shook his head and licked his lips before answering. “I didn’t mean it sexually.” He game me one of his soft smiles. One of the smiles filled with warmth and affection, one that reaches his eyes, little wrinkles around them. “I love having you in my room, with me. I love you.”

A blush crept over my cheeks and a soft smile spread across my lips. I reached up for him and pulled him closer. “I love you too.” I pressed my lips against his. The kiss was soft enough to make me melt into his palm and let out muffled sigh.