JO I SAID I WOULD DO IT SO HERE YOU GO
I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SENPAI
Jean was sitting out on the stone bench, waiting for Marco’s class to finish so they could go to lunch together. Adjusting the shoulder strap on his backpack, he scrolled through his iPod list, not paying attention to the person sneaking up on him.
"HI, JEAN!" said person yelled suddenly, yanking off Jean’s red hat and running away.
Jean, who had given a high-pitched shriek, was after the thief like a flash.
"GET BACK HERE, YOU DORK!"
After ten minutes of an impromptu game of tag, Jean finally tackled his boyfriend to the ground.
Flushed red from running, Jean yanked swiped his hat back and stuffed it on his head. “Fuck, Marco, that’s like the third time this week.”
"You make it so easy," the freckled boy giggled.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Are you going to kiss me or not?"
I hate winter, Jean thought, pulling his scarf up over his nose, which was numb from the cold. He didn’t like the winters here- the cold seeped into his bones like water into soil and chilled him all the way through. And it didn’t even snow.
But he would endure it, for Marco.
[txt: Freckles]: sorry i’m not there yet, traffic is really heavy!!
[txt: reply]: it’s okay man, i can wait
[txt: Freckles]: good thing you said to meet early, or else we’d miss part of the movie :P
[txt: reply]: wait are you texting and driving
[txt: Freckles]: uh kind of?
[txt: reply]: stop that right now
[txt: reply]: you put down the phone and don’t touch it until you get here okay
[txt: Freckles]: okay okay!!
Jean put his phone back into his pocket, his frustrated sigh making a cloud in the freezing air. He remembered that one time when Marco had teased him for being paranoid. He’d scowled and said that he was just concerned whenever Marco texted and drove at the same time.
Especially after that nightmare where Marco’s body had been torn in half-
Jean shook his head angrily. No, don’t remember that!
Anyhow, he couldn’t help but breathe a tiny sigh of relief when he spotted Marco jogging towards him with a bright smile.
Marco opened the door to the library, hoping to finish his essay and then maybe go get something to eat later with Jean, maybe at the new Mediterranean restaurant a few blocks from campus.
The warmth of the building was a heavenly respite from the rain. He made his way for his favorite spot, a corner with a few desks with comfy chairs, complete with a big window. Actually- almost complete.
Marco turned the corner, hoping to see a certain someone-
Bingo. Now it was complete.
There was Jean, in his favorite red sweater. His boyfriend was sitting facing away from him. Marco surprised him with a kiss on the back of his neck.
Then it was Marco’s turn to be surprised when Jean turned around.
Jean scowled, adjusting the black lenses. “Yeah, I lost my contacts somewhere. I gotta use these until I get new ones.”
Marco just stared at him. “Well, I hope you never do, because you look really cute in those.”
Jean immediately flushed pink.
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"Pumpkin spice latte?" Jean asked, skeptical. "What does that even taste like?"
"Amazing," Marco said as he pushed open the door to the local Starbucks. "You gotta taste it. It’s like autumn in a cup."
"I dunno," Jean said, wrinkling his nose.
"Come on! Remember that one time I told you to try bubble tea, and you liked it?"
"Aaaand that time when I introduced you to chai tea?"
"And don’t forget the gingerbread. You ate the entire pan in three days."
"Alright, alright! Point taken, I’ll try it."
"Great! Marco beamed, kissing Jean on the cheek. "You’re gonna love it."
Fifteen minutes later brought the two of them outside, Jean with a hot drink in hand.
"Okay Jean, I’m going to have to warn you that you might want to wait for it to-"
"OW! Fuck, it’s too hot! Shit- my tongue is fucking numb. What are you laughing at?!"
/lies on the ground and covers face
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