Ace silently cursed that heâd been called a few times, something he just couldnât ignore as it could mean something had happened. But he was gonna kick Saboâs ass if there wasnât gonna be something important behind it, because now he had to leave the handsome blond. His chances might have been slim with the man, but he could try nonetheless, right?
Bidding his farewell, Ace got up and left in a hurry, while calling his brother to find out whatâs going on. Luckily Sabo picked up right away, and ordered Ace to come straight to the hospital as Luffy had a little accident. Nothing major, some bruises and cuts, and a wound on his head that needed to be stitched, but that was already enough to get him worrying a lot, pushing the earlier meeting with Marco to the back of his mind.
After two days, when Luffy was better and allowed the leave the hospital with his wounds treated and bandaged, Ace was finally relieved, and suddenly remembered that heâd wanted to text Marco. Admittedly, he felt a little awkward for not having done so right away, but maybe the blond didnât care as much as he hoped, and didnât mind the delay.
To: Marco
[ text ]: Hey, itâs me, Ace! Sorry for not having texted you earlier, my brother was in a hospital. Hope youâre doing well!
It was nothing special, and he could only hope Marco replied, and didnât ignore him.
---Marco knew exactly how long it had been since Ace had left the cafe and walked away, exactly how long it had been since the freckled raven had said he would text him as his heart had slowly, but surely broken while his mind had whispered âI told you soâ in that familiar way that he wasnât a stranger to. It had been two whole days. Why did he even let himself hope? It was so stupid and so.. wrong, this Ace, wasnât the Ace he had known, he wasnât his Ace, no, this was someone who looked like the man he had loved and even if it was, this was a new life, a life that he shouldnât stick his nose in.
Marco would be lying if he said that he hadnât gazed at his phone every thirty minutes to check for any new messages, he had figuratively jumped out of bed once when his phone had sounded, only to find out that it had been Thatch requesting him to go eat on Saturday. it was stupid, idiotic that he couldnât live a normal life due to his memories and that empty feeling in his chest that he wasnât able to fill never mind what he did.
Suddenly hearing a pinging sound, half-lidded azure hues moved to the source of it. Seeing a unknown number flashing on his screen, Marco almost stumbled out of his bed before grabbing the device to read the message that was undoubtedly from Ace. A rush of relief filled his chest, making the blond able to breathe properly again, something that hadnât been able to properly since Ace left as he had been so nervous and heartbroken, thinking that the freckled raven wouldnât text back.
To: Ace
[Text]: Hello, Ace. Sorry to hear about your brother, I hope he is doing well now. And donât worry about it, such things happens. I am doing fine, just relaxing at home before shopping.
Marco didnât say a lot in the text, but hopefully, it was okay as he was horrible at texting, it wasnât something that he had done a lot in his life after all.Â
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