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The Light of My Knight | Moon Knight x Desi!Reader | Chapter 6: What is Worship?

Warnings: Swearing ofc

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A/N: A lil bit of Anirudh always ties everything up together so;

Moon Boys’ POV

Marc was dreaming about her. It was a relatively great dream, mainly because Marc had been having several nightmares over the past few weeks, so it was nice for a change. She was at his place, patching him up, scolding him in her mother tongue and soon after that falling asleep in her arms.

He was now dreaming about her waking him up, with soft words of encouragement. She was tapping his face, trying to get him to wake up.

“Five more minutes, Y/N, sweetheart.” he whines as he cuddles closer to her, gripping her hip.

“Dei, eluntiru da. I have to get to dance class.” she says holding his hand that was on her tummy.

“Come on, baby, let a man dream.” he croaked and squeezed her hand tightly.

“Hey! Wake up, you’re literally pinning me down.” she laughs.

“No no, I want to stay in this dream.” Marc stubbornly says, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, making her go stiff.

“Wake up stinky, you need a shower and I need to get going.” her sweet voice reverberates against him.

“Okay, okay fine.” he grumbled as the dream bubble burst.

He first felt the familiar nag of a hangover and he could taste the ugly aftertaste of whiskey in his mouth and he grimaced. “Ew.”

“Jake must have had control of the body last.” he thought, making a mental note to tell him off for not taking care of the body again.

The pang of the hangover slowly shifted away and Marc was suddenly very aware of his surroundings, more importantly the fact that he had his nose pressed against someone’s neck and he froze.

“Did Jake bring someone over yesterday? But-” Marc freaks out slightly, his eyes flying open.

Cautiously, Marc pries himself away from her body and sits up, blinking down at the person he didn’t expect to be there. He rubs his eyes, twice, before the shock registered.

“Y/N, what the fuck are you doing here? How long have I been-” he blurts out as she quickly scrambles up and grips his shoulders, silencing him.

“Hey, relax.” she says soothingly, looking into his eyes, loosening her grip. Once she felt his muscles relax under her hand, she gave him a small smile.

“Hi, you must be Marc.” she said softly and then began to recapped everything that happened yesterday.

Events of yesterday hit him like a truck as he remembered the failed mission and how he and Steven were already badly hurt when Jake took over the body. Jake might be reckless, but his actions might have saved them. Marc looked down at his bandaged torso and groaned, realizing that his dream wasn’t really a dream.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit you weren’t supposed to know about this.” he says into his hands.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’m alright. I’m here and I’m glad that you’re safe.” she says, placing a hand on his arm, rubbing it to try and soothe him.

They stayed like that for a second, as he tried to find his footing.

“You don’t get it. It’s too fucking dangerous for you to know. We tried, I mean Steven wanted to tell you but we didn’t want to put you in harm's way.” Marc says, looking up at her with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Look Marc, Jake didn’t tell me about you guys being Moon Knight. I kinda accidentally found out and Jake leaving weapons around haphazardly aided in that small realization. Besides, relax, it’s not like I’m going to walk around shouting ‘I KNOW MOON KNIGHT!!’” she grinned. “Besides, nothing is going to happen to me, I promise.”

Marc’s head was swimming, trying to process what she was telling him.

“Wait, so you now know everything but you didn’t just walk away from us? From all the issues we have?” Marc questions, with a painfully confused look in his eyes.

“You really thought I was going to just leave? And go where? Steven is my only friend here as it is and since we literally work in the same museum. I think avoiding you lot would be hard work on my part. Besides, the fact that I can have two more friends out of this? I see it as a win. Unless you’re not keen on a friendship, Spector.” She wiggles her eyebrows, holding out her hand for a handshake.

Marc sighed. She really does have an answer to everything, as always. Reluctantly, he took her hand and shook it.

“Also, I did threaten Jake with your crescent blade, so maybe you guys should be the ones to run away.” She laughed.

Marc couldn’t help but smile at her melodious laugh. He would deal with Jake later but now he was only focused on her. Then suddenly he did a double take on one of the sentences she had said and his mouth fell open.

“You threatened Lockley?!”

“Mmhm.” She says scrunching her nose with a smile.

Marc snorted as he got up to remove the bandages that were around his body.

“Woah! They healed so fast!” Y/N said in awe as Marc began to peel them off.

“Yea, it takes a while for them to heal but the powers sort of come from within me, it just needs a little bit of encouragement,” Marc says hesitantly as he has never talked about his powers to anyone except his boys.

Y/N got up and stretched, lifting her arms up over her head and then touching her feet. Marc watches as she walks around the apartment, looking at Gus the second and Scar who were happily swimming around in their aquarium.

“Dance class huh?” Marc asked as he watched her twist her long hair into a bun.

“Yep, I’m coaching today and the class starts in like an hour. I’ll leave in a bit. I have some things at a locker there, so it shouldn’t be a problem.” She says awkwardly.

“Give me about 10 minutes, I’ll have a quick shower and I’ll send you?” Marc quickly says.

“Uhh, I don’t want to-” she starts to say.

“Nuh, uh, I’m not going to listen to anything but a yes. A small thanks for patching us up yesterday?” He winked as he grabbed his towel.

She smiles and nods.

“Damn, the things I would give up to wake up like this everyday.” Marc thought as he switched on the shower, letting the water rush over him.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“You don’t mind if I stop at Starbucks for a coffee?” Marc asked, breaking the pleasant silence in the car.

“Sure, go ahead, I don’t mind.” She says.

Marc had his eyes on the road, but he could feel her gaze on him. He didn’t exactly feel judged but he could tell that she was studying him, probably making comparisons with Steven and Jake.

He was glad that she wasn’t asking him questions about his powers and he was relieved that she didn’t mention the ‘dream’ he had about her.

“Penny for your thoughts, Spector? You’re awfully quiet.” She says as if reading his thoughts, startling him.

“You know, I have to get used to you calling me that now,” He chuckled.

She giggled. “I have to admit that I’m still getting used to it. But your name rolls off the tongue so I guess that makes it easy.”

He laughed, biting back the retort he had about how he could make her say his name in many other different ways.

“I’m not thinking of anything really.” he said, answering her question.

That was a crystal clear lie.

She was the only thing he had in his mind. How she was shaking her right leg unconsciously. How the little tendrils of hair framed her face as the morning sun coated her chocolate skin like a glaze of honey. How he could pick up her soft breaths over the sound of the soft music on the radio.

He couldn’t stop thinking about how she felt when he was cuddling her in his sleep. For the first time in a very long time, he felt so safe and protected, even if it was just for a few minutes. He could feel his heart hammering against his chest, trying to break out of its cavity.

As much as he didn’t like the fact that she found out about him and his secret so soon, he was glad that he didn’t really need to make that confrontation. More importantly, he was glad that she was still by his side, despite him now being a complete stranger to her.

“Hmm, okay. So, what are you going to do today?” She asks.

“Hmm, Steven told me to stock the fridge a few days ago, so I think I’ll be going grocery shopping.” He muttered grimacing at the task that he had to do.

“Steven’s still not there? In your headspace, I mean.” She says softly.

“Nah, normally after these types of missions, he would literally switch himself off.” Marc says.

She nods and looks at her hands that were in her lap.

“What about you? What are you going to do today? After dance class.” Marc was not used to small talk and had no idea what else to ask but to repeat her question.

“Oh! I have three classes today, so by the time I’m done, I’m probably gonna go home and take a nap. The kids tend to tire me out with their antiques. Wrangling them takes a whole lot of effort.”

“Cool.” He says, giving her a small smile as he pulls up to the dance studio.

“Alright, Marc, I’ll see you on Monday then? It was nice meeting you properly.” She says, tapping his hand that was on the gear.

“See you, and thanks for everything.”

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

What fucking tea bags does the dumbass in my head like again?

Shopping for three has never been easy, especially when all of them have very different tastes. For instance, Jake loves hot black coffee, Steven loves tea and Marc prefers to pick up an iced latte from Starbucks even during the coldest days of London.

They would often take turns to do the groceries and this week was Marc’s turn. He was now standing in an aisle in Tesco with the bird god watching over his shoulder as he racked his brain, trying to remember what tea Steven takes. Khonshu was watching him squirm and refused to tell him what the tea was.

“Fine, it's the earl grey ones, over there.” Khonshu snickers.

“Fucking finally.” Marc hisses, and grabs the box, nodding apologetically at the old woman who was a few feet away.

Marc didn’t like the supermarket, it wasn’t really his safe space. The cool white light reminded him of the afterlife that was disguised as an asylum that he and Steven had witnessed. He cringed at the thought, his heart speeding up, hand gripping at the hilt of the shopping cart. He shook his head and grabbed a bag of coffee beans for Jake, dropping them into the cart.

Marc loved eating fruits, one of the many things that he didn’t get to eat fresh when he was in the military. He breathed in the sweet fragrance of the fruits and went to town, grabbing one of every one he could find.

“Mmpfh, where are we?” Steven’s voice brought him back from his fruit frenzy.

Sighing, Marc took out his phone and put it to his ear. “We’re at Tesco, dude.”

“Oh shit, the last thing I remembered was getting slapped up by the smugglers. What the bloody hell did I miss?” Steven croaked.

“Well, yesterday, when Jake took control of the body, he must have fucked the smugglers up, but I have got no clue what went down because I was unconscious too, man. But umm, bro, I have slightly bad news.” Marc braces himself for what he has to say next.

“Go on, mate.”

“Well, Y/N somehow came to our flat at a dead hour and got everything out of Jake.”

Silence.

“No way.” Steven whispers. “She knows everything?”

“Yea well, most of it. Dude, she saw us hurt and it turns out she threatened Lockley to spill.”

“Yep, that sounds like something Y/N would do. Wait a minute, how do you know this, Jake isn’t awake yet, is he?” Steven questions.

“Y/N stayed the night and I sent her to class just now. She filled me in about everything.” Marc tentatively left out the part where he had woken up entangled in her arms, face in her neck.

“What was her reaction?” Steven asked nervously.

“She didn’t seem to mind anything, as far as I can see, she had patched us up yesterday and told me that she wanted to form a friendship with Jake and I.” He said, shrugging.

Steven sighed in relief, which also made Marc relax slightly. “I think that’s not as bad as we imagined. I do owe her an apology though.”

“Yea, let’s send her a text later when she’s done with class and we’ll talk to her on Monday.” Marc said, smiling at the thought of seeing her again.

“Agreed. Also, Marc?”

“Yea?”

“Those are the wrong teabags, mate.” Steven says, yawning.

“KHONSHU, YOU LYING-”

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Marc sinks into the seat of his car, letting out a moan as he takes a bite of the cut mangoes that he bought. His eye caught a glint of something in the passenger seat as he tongued the juice dribbling out of his mouth. Sitting up, he realizes that it was Y/N’s phone.

“Whelp, Steven, looks like we are going to go see her sooner than we thought.” He said to the rear view mirror putting his bag of mangoes aside and starting the car.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The dance studio buzzed with activity. There were kids, teenagers and adults waiting around the reception area as Marc approached the desk.

“Hi, where can I find Ms. Y/N?” He asked the receptionist.

Before she could answer, Marc could feel someone tugging at his jacket. Looking down, he saw a little girl smiling up at him.

Bending down he asks “ Hi, there! How can I help you, little girl?”

“You know Y/N Akka?” She asked and Marc nodded. “Come with me.” She said, grabbing onto his hand.

Marc let the kid lead him down a hall to another studio. She babbled away, telling him that her name was Kavya and that she thought he looked very handsome, which made Marc blush. Pushing the door open, she led him inside the studio.

Marc swore that his lungs drained of all oxygen the second he laid his eyes on her. His mind closed off to everything and he could feel his vision tunneling, all senses tuned to her.

Her dancing was more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. Each move she performed made her look like she had been sculpted to perfection. She twisted with the grace of a lioness catching its prey but also with the gentleness of a flower petal, feet creating music with the jingling bells. Her hips swayed and her braid curved around her with each shift.

Marc never really had the chance to see things that were so divine and pure, since his life has just been overpowered by violence, abuse and pain. Watching her dance felt as if he was washing away all the sin he had committed.

Passion flowed through her as if she were a poem written by the greatest of poets and Marc found that same energy cascading around him, enveloping him in a feeling that he had never had before in his life. He couldn’t help but stare in absolute awe. She seemed to not notice them at the edge of the room as she absorbed herself into the story she was telling.

Despite being sent to Hebrew school for most of his childhood and now being an avatar of a literal god, Marc never really paid attention to the concept of worship. However, right now, he realized that if that concept was the feeling of adoration and reverence towards a deity, he would get on his knees at this instant and worship her, to seek solace, forgiveness and refuge in all of her.

In other words, the once ruthless mercenary was whipped beyond measure.

“Akka!” The kid beside him suddenly interrupted his swoon fest, forcing him out of his mind and back into the real world.

“Enna ma?” Y/N stopped suddenly, turning towards them, her jaw dropping not so subtly, clearly surprised to see him, eyes wide.

“Akka, your husband is here to see you!” Kayva said giggling.

Marc made a mental note to name his first born after this legendary kid.

The whole class turned towards him and they erupted in “Ooooos” and whispers. Y/N slapped a hand to her forehead and mouthed a sorry to Marc, who just grinned back, fully amused by the whole situation.

“You didn’t tell us about your aalu!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

“Yea, you didn’t tell us you were married to a vellaikara!” Someone else shouted.

“Wait, guys I think that's her boyfriend!” said another kid who was squinting at him.

“Guys, settle down. Don’t be so rude. Everyone say hi to Marc Anne.” She says shushing them with her hands on her hips and a pout on her lips.

“Hi Marc Anne!” The class chorused and Marc waved back.

“Ok, break, five minutes, po!” She says, waving her hands at them, shooing them out of the class.

“I’m so sorry about them. Everything alright?” Y/N says, approaching him as Kavya took off with her friends.

“Yea, umm, you left your phone.” He said, handing it to her.

“You came all the way to give me my phone?” She grinned.

“Yea, I mean I was only close by so it wasn’t a hassle. And um, sorry about the husband thing, I didn’t know what the cute little devil was up to.” he stuttered, trying not to turn into mush.

“That’s alright, at least their very Indian mothers will stop tryna matchmake me with people that they know.” She laughed.

Suddenly, Marc feels his eyes roll up in his head, letting him know that Steven had taken control.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Your POV

A familiar look graced the face that you were looking at and you instantly recognized Steven.

“Y/N, I- aYO” you cut him off with a punch on the arm, which startled the poor man.

“That’s for leaving me in the middle of the night.” You say, pouting, trying to fight the smile that threatened to creep up on your face and you punch him again. “And that for not keeping your promise, asshole.”

“Ow, I told you I was sorry in my note. Your dancing was divine by the way.” Steven smoothly countered.

“Oh, stop with the flattery, Grant. Oh, I missed you and your silly accent.” You say, wrapping your arms around him.

“Hey, I’m really, really sorry for scaring you, yea? We’ll talk about it on Monday, I’ll let you get back to your class now. Come on, walk with me to my car and I’ll give you a little peace offering.” Steven says into your hair.

“You’re lucky that you and your boys are cute, or else…” You mumbled, into his chest, and he let out a small nervous chuckle.

Pulling away, you loop your arm around his own, you lean your head on his shoulder, and walked with him to his car. You could feel your face heat up with the looks your students were giving you, some of the cheeky devils were wiggling their eyebrows at you in earnest.

“These kids have no chill.” you say and Steven laughed heartily.

“Well, we are acting like an old married couple.” he says jokingly. “About the boys, what do you think about them so far? I hope they weren’t misbehaving.”

“Jake, was well, interesting to say the least, but he was plastered drunk and probably in a lot of pain, so I don’t think I can gauge an opinion about him just yet. Marc’s really adorable, sweet, and umm, quiet.” you decided that right now wasn’t the best time to mention how Marc was cuddling you in the morning.

At the car, Steven pulled out a packet of cut mangoes.

“For you, milady.” he bowed.

You took it from him and smiled, hoping your whole face wouldn't melt at the rate it was burning up. Then, you lean in and peck a small kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks for the mangoes.” you say looking up at him through your lashes.

“No problem, darling. So, see you on Monday?” he says, his tone dazed as he returned a kiss on your cheek.

You nod and watch him get in the car and speed away. You clutch the little bag of mangoes to your chest and sigh, turning to walk back to class.

You never realized that your first few days of being a 29 year old was going to be this eventful. These men are going to keep you real busy.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Moon Boys’ POV

“STEVEN MY MANGOES!” Marc yelled.

“Oh please, shut it, you like her more than all the goddamn mangoes on this planet.” Steven chided back.

“You're right, yea.” he mumbled.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Translations:

Dei, eluntiru da: Yo, wake up dude.

Akka: Big sister

Enna ma?: What, girl?

Aalu: Guy

Vellaikara: White man

Anne: Big brother

Po: Go

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