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If there was one thing that Mark wouldn't deny himself, it was the chance to nuzzle into Amber's neck. No matter the time or place, he would do so if given the opportunity.
After a battle.
“Ew, Mark! You’re covered in blood!”
“Is this really anything new to you at this point of our relationship?”
“Mark!”
When they managed to steal a moment away between classes and exams.
“Didn’t you have class like… 10 minutes ago?”
“There are more important things, babe."
While they were chilling at Burger Mart.
“Mark, I swear to God if you’re smearing ranch on my neck…”
“Relax, if it happens, I’ll just lick you clean.”
“Oh my God, please stop."
Before going to sleep and after waking up.
“Really?”
“Babe! You know it’s part of my ritual! It’s how I keep the nightmares away!”
The reasons he'd give as to why he would do it so often, would range from “You were getting cold and I thought you needed some of my body heat” to “I don’t know, it just feels nice doing it."
Sometimes he was playful, other times he sounded shy but, there’s always love and adoration underlining the words, no matter if he tried to sound casual.
The truth of the matter was that whenever he'd nuzzle Amber, he felt safe and anchored.
He felt like everything would be fine and that their possibilities were endless.
When he would forget how his and her biology worked, he could see himself doing this every day of his life, for as many years as they could possibly spend together.
Amber was his home and his heart and he wanted to always try to keep her by his side.
And who knew? Maybe if fate was kind to him, he would get the chance too.