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Morgan Happy Stark ([info]maguna) wrote in [info]somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-11-23 18:06:00

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Entry tags:active: morgan stark, inactive: markus

Who: Morgan and Markus
What: Post-Wedding date
When: Later Saturday evening after the reception (Nov. 23rd)
Warnings: Probably much mush
Status: Threading



MORGAN
MARKUS

The wedding had been beautiful beyond words, and Morgan was deliriously happy for her parents. If anyone deserved a fairytale ending after all that they had been through? It was Tony and Pepper. And what better way to celebrate that happy ending than a huge Stark party?

Given the size, however, Morgan hadn’t wanted to overwhelm Markus. She knew he was still getting accustomed to this world, and diving headfirst into an extravagant affair when you aren’t accustomed to big crowds? Well, that would have definitely fallen into the ‘overwhelming’ category.

So, instead, she had slipped into his lurking spot while he was there and reminded him that she would see him afterward before returning to the party.

Goodland was beginning to turn her into a bit of a romantic. Before coming here, Morgan hadn’t been one ever to romanticize anything. Sure, she always saw shades of grey in a world where most only saw black and white, but this was entirely new territory for her.

She smiled to herself as she approached Markus’ apartment. Morgan was still wearing her maid of honor dress, but she had taken her hair down and ditched her heels for more comfortable flat shoes.

She was on cloud nine as she knocked on his door, and was sure it was written all over her face.
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[info]maguna
2019-11-25 02:02 am UTC (link)
"We're all just going to have to agree to disagree then," she teased, but she knew they were both incredibly lucky. "You're not wrong," Morgan murmured at the comment. There was a time she wouldn't have been so open to talking about her fears, but ever since that first day with Markus in the cafe, she knew she could tell him anything. He had so effortlessly brought down all of the walls she had built around herself. "The dark times and the light ones. All of it."

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere, especially now that I know you're keeping secret talents hidden away in those depths." Morgan winked, but then her eyes widened with delight when he spoke of climbing, "Can we go soon!?" She was already picturing it in her mind, and while she hadn't ever done it before or knew exactly what it entailed, her inner thrill-seeker was extremely excited.

Morgan could hardly believe this was happening. She hadn't been looking for love, but she was learning that the most amazing things could arrive within a moment when you weren't expecting them. Markus had taken her by surprise in the most beautiful way, and she wasn't sure she had ever felt more alive than she did at that moment. "I've never thought for a moment that you would ever hurt me, Markus," she replied softly- her arms slipping around his neck. If anything, she believed that she might be the one to hurt him. Now that Morgan knew that he loved her as she loved him? She was terrified she would lose him, and that it would be her own doing. She desperately didn't want to fuck this up.

"My father wouldn't disassemble you, he'd give you a virus," she teased before her tone turned soft again, "You mean so much to me. When I'm not with you, you are on my mind, and when we are together, I want to pause time to make our moments last longer. I never want to see you sad or hurt either."

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