birthday boy（*´▽｀*♥
"I think I’ve seen it once?" The last note of his question tips upwards in tone as he cocks his head to the side, trying to recall the significant details of the movie. The cleaner robot’s name is WALL-E, and the robot from the spaceship is named EVE— that much, he knows. He settles into the couch as Marco sets up the DVD, sinking back into his seat and putting his legs on the table, crossed one over another.
As the craft in the sky comes into view, Jean knows what it is, drawing on past knowledge, as if watching it once magically made him an expert on every aspect of the movie, every detail and every fleeting image. He leans his head in return, resting the side of his cheek against the top of Marco’s hair. A rather undignified "Huh?" is murmured lazily, before he blinks back up at the screen, looking towards the TV to find what Marco had commented on. "Oh, that’s just a spaceship. It’s this really big piece of technology, and apparently, it can still fly in the sky, with 5 whole million fat people on it."
Mature, Jean. Mature.
When he hears that comment directed towards the people in the spaceship, Marco somehow forgets their position and quickly brings his head up, clashing their skulls together in an instant.
"Jean-- Ow!"
He rubs his head, wincing at the sting from the sudden impact before quickly shooting his gaze back towards Jean with a small pout. "Oh my god, Jean, you can't just say that about the people in this movie!" Even as he lightly nudges him in the side with his elbow, Marco can't help but smile when realizing how young Jean (well, both of them, really) still is.
"Ah, but it's still super cool! I think it'd be nice to be able to see all those stars up close, don't you think?" He pauses for a few moments, returning his attention back to the actual movie before reverting back to his earlier point. "Er, well, maybe as long as if I'm gonna be able to stand up on the ship, that is."
