Hey everyone! So as you may have noticed, my past three chapters weren't Starco so much as the usual silliness that happens in the show. It's time to go back to the romance and kisses that I'm supposed to put out! That being said…

This oneshot has may or may not melt you with the fluffy sweetness of Starco. And may or may not be inappropriate for younger audience. Idk. Should I care if my story is age appropriate? Probably. Do I? Nah.

A portal tore open in the middle of the dark bedroom. Star walked through in her traditional blue dress, exhausted from a long day of listening to nobles and ruling Mewni like the responsible queen she should be. It stressed her to no end managing an entire kingdom. She wasn't sure how her mother could keep it up for so many years before her. Maybe that's why she was so strict with Star. The young queen felt a sense of guilt for not behaving the way she was asked. She could've made her mother's life a little bit easier. But then again, she never would've met Marco if she listened.

Star looked around for the human but found herself alone in the moonlit room. She frowned, feeling even more demoralized. "He's late again…"

She walked over to her closet and changed into her pajamas before sitting in the middle of the bed and staring at the door. "I'm not sleeping until I see you walk through that door, Marco…" she muttered. "No matter how long it takes."

The sound of jingling keys could be heard behind the door before a click rang through the air. Marco entered the house, his body aching from his walk back home. He kicked his shoes off, angrily muttering how his car broke down right as he turned on the engine. He was stuck at work for an hour waiting for his taxi, but he couldn't even get a ride because apparently every single cab was in use out of the hundreds that are in the city despite the fact that it was the middle of the night and he just happened to be the one person who was just unlucky enough to-

Marco took a deep breath and sighed. It's okay. He's home now… He looked up at the clock which read three o' clock. Perfect. Time for dinner. Marco opened his refrigerator to find… nothing. No meat, no vegetables, no leftovers. There isn't even enough milk for one bowl of cereal. Oh that's right, he was supposed to pick up all that stuff before coming home with his car...

His annoyance began to grow even more. First his car, and now this…

He shut the door and began walking up to the bedroom, taking off his suit jacket and button up shirt, leaving him with just a plain white short-sleeve shirt. Marco slowly opened the door and peeked in to find a curled up ball of blond hair sleeping under the moonlight. A smile found its way onto Marco's lips as he took sight of how peaceful and beautiful Star looked, even while asleep. The inconveniences and frustration had disappeared from his mind as comfort and serenity took its place. He entered the room quietly, shutting the door behind him, and sat beside the queen. Her soft rhythmic breathing tickled Marco's skin as it made contact with him, making him blush as if he was still just a teenager. Even after all this time, the very sight of Star still made his heart race. His feelings for her were just as strong as ever. If anything, it only intensified throughout the years. Marco sighed, content with having Star in his presence. He bent down and kissed her cheek before reaching for the covers. As he was ready to finally lie down, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. Marco turned and found Star half awake with a blush on her cheek and her hearts faintly glowing. The two stared into each other's eyes before Star buried her face into Marco.

"Did I wake you up?" he softly whispered.

Star groaned, turning her head to the side. "A little…"

"A little?"

"I was almost asleep but you kissed me."

"Heh… sorry about that."

"Mmm… don't be… I was waiting for you to come back."

Marco felt a bit of guilt upon hearing Star. "How long were you waiting?"

"What time is it now?"

"Three in the morning."

"Mmm… four hours then…"

Four hours? Star sat here waiting for him for four hours? Now he really felt guilty. Marco ran his fingers through her long, soft hair as a way of apologizing. "I'm sorry, Star."

"Like I said, don't be… I'm glad you're back," she whispered, pulling Marco down onto the bed. She lay her head on his chest, tracing random lines with her fingers.

Marco wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head. "So how was your day?"

"Boring…" Star adjusted her position so she was now eye level with Marco. "Had to listen to hours of arguing on whether we should give out corn to the monsters. I eventually convinced everyone to say yes..."

"Hours, huh? That's a long time for something pretty simple, isn't it?"

"Not really… usually it takes days to agree on something..."

"But you did get them to agree… Here's your reward, my queen." Marco leaned in and kissed Star. They sighed, finally happy to have a moment to themselves. The two parted with a blush on their faces.

Star looked down with a smile on her face. "I like that reward…"

"I'm glad you do."

"Can I… have another one?"

Marco shyly complied and kissed her once again.

The blonde giggled at his gesture. "And how was your day, Marco?"

"Also boring. Car broke down. No food in the fridge."

Star's eyes widened. "Oh! I'm sorry! I ate the last leftover pizza!"

Marco chuckled. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine…"

Guilt washed over her, thinking about how hungry Marco must be. She was too exhausted from her activities that she forgot to leave some food for him. "I-I can make some food right now if you want! I'll just get my wand and-"

He pulled Star closer to him, hugging her tightly. The queen looked at her husband still with a worried expression. "I'm fine," he said again reassuringly.

"..." She frowned and leaned in, giving Marco an 'I'm sorry' kiss. "I'll make something special for you tomorrow. How's that sound?"

"Erm… That's alright… I think I'll stick with the cooking."

"Heyyy my cooking isn't that bad!"

"I didn't say that."

"You meant to say that."

"I did not." The two stared at each other before breaking out in laughter, the sound of their voices rang through the air. Marco looked at his beautiful queen and kissed her again. "We should really go to sleep."

"We could do that… buuuut..."

Marco raised an eyebrow. "But?" She opened her mouth but closed it immediately. She turned away from her husband, making him curious. "Star?"

"I want something…"

The man chuckled at her childish act. "Okay. What do you want?"

"..."

"Not saying anything isn't going to make me figure out what you want, Star."

"You won't get mad?"

He smirked, rolling his eyes. "Why would I get mad?"

"It might be weird."

"Star, I've been with you for years. I'm used to weird."

"Promise?"

"I promise. So what would the queen like?"

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"A baby…"

Too much?

Also, look. 3 fics in one week. wtf am I even doing...

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