Marcel Preference
It was a normal day at school and you were casually walking down the crowded hall with your friends when you all of a sudden bump into someone and drop all of your stuff, “Oh, I’m so sorry", you look up and you see Marcel, a nerd who you had a few classes with, he looked at you and in that moment you swore you have never seen green eyes like his but then again how could you with his thick-rimmed glasses in the way. “It’s okay". He looked a little nervously at you and helped you pick up your stuff and then walked away without saying a word but all you could think about we’re his eyes. Then the bell rang meaning that you were late for class. You fast-walked to your class, apologized for being late and you took your seat next to your best friend, naturally you instantly begin to talk. "(y/bff/n) have you ever noticed how green Marcel’s eyes are? Like they honestly are the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen and we all know I have a thing for blue eyes!" "(y/n) you do realize you are talking about a first class nerd right?" "(y/bff/n), just because he’s a nerd doesn’t mean he can’t have gorgeous eyes. I mean come on!" “Whatever, you’re going crazy". She went back to paying attention to the teacher but all you could think about was Marcel. He’s gone to school with you for as long as you can remember so why were you all of a sudden thinking about him so much? It was like you’ve seen a whole new side of him just by actually looking at his eyes. You kept thinking about him and then realized that he was quite attractive and probably would be more attractive if he didn’t wear vests all the time but you didn’t really mind, it looked adorable on him. Before you knew it class ended and you walked to your next class which Marcel happened to be in. You quickly start looking around to see if he might be somewhere in sight but he wasn’t and when you got to class you waited patiently for him to get there. He was one of the last people to enter which was unusual for him because you vaguely remember that he is usually one of the first."Alright class, we are going to be starting a project today and yes, it is a partner project and you may pick your own partner but there will be no more than 2 people and once you have chosen your partner sit down and I will start explaining the project." You knew since Marcel wasn’t well liked he would probably have trouble finding a partner so you got up and went over to him “Marcel would you like to be my partner?" “Oh, uh, yea, okay, s-sure." You knew he got nervous around girls but you always thought it was kind of adorable in a way. Once the project was all explained you both started talking about ideas and you were happy about this because you could stare him and not get caught. “Should we work on this at my place or yours?" Marcel looked at you and then nervously looked anywhere but at your eyes. “W-we can, uh, work at my place. It’ll be quiet for a few hours so we have no distractions." “Okay sounds great, I’ll be there around 4."
Once you arrived at Marcel’s place you knocked on the door and almost instantly it opened. You were starting to get a crush on him and you couldn’t understand why now after all these years. Marcel looked at you and said “We can work in the living room." “Great! Show me the way." You smiled and he blushed a little which you found cute. Once you both were settled, he started talking about the project but to be honest you zoned out because all you could think about we’re his eyes and how cute his dimples were every time he smiled. “We should probably sect-" “Marcel, this might be a bit weird but your eyes are amazing. I can’t help but stare at them." His cheeks turned a bright red when you said this. “T-thanks. No one has ever said that before." You instantly felt like you needed to be closer to him, like you needed to feel him as close to you as possible. “Marcel, what do you think about me?" “Well I….I um, I think you’re really pretty." He didn’t look at you while he said this, instead he was looking at his hands while playing with them and you could tell he was nervous. You moved closer to him, so close that your legs were touching and your face was right in front of his. “Well I think that you are the sweetest, most attractive guy I have ever met or seen." He looked up at you and smiled like crazy. “You really think that (y/n)? Because you’re the only who thinks so." “Everyone else is obviously missing out." You looked at his lips and then back at his eyes and he seemed to notice. He looked really nervous. “Relax, Marcel." He then started to move closer and you couldn’t help yourself anymore, you kissed him. It was the most amazing thing you have ever felt. His thin plump lips agains yours was the most heavenly thing you have ever felt and you never wanted to stop kissing him. Once you guys stopped, you both were out of breath. Marcel looked flustered but he looked at you with lust and you couldn’t help but want him more. You were about to kiss him again but the front door opened and his mother walked in. You quickly introduced yourself and told them both you should be getting back home. You got in your car and just replayed the kiss in your head hoping it would happen again. Instantly you drove home and called your best friend. "(Y/bff/n) you will never guess what just happened!" “Oh this should be good." “Well remember how I told you about the history project and remember how I told you I chose Marcel as my partner? Well we kind of I’m kissed." The phone was silent for a minute. “What?! Wait a minute. You what?! Did I hear you right or am I imagining this? I’m so confused right now! You kissed Marcel?!?!" “I know it’s crazy but I had to! It’s like I all of a sudden just wanted him and only him and it honestly was the best kiss I’ve ever had. I think I like him." “You obviously do, (y/n). I mean you kissed him! Don’t you have a fling with Ashton tho? I heard he really likes you. He’s gonna be crushed!" “I know, I know, but I mean it’s different with Marcel. It’s like he actually cares about me and not what I look like you know? And that’s nice to know sometimes. I think I’m going to ask him out tomorrow." “I hope you know what your doing (y/n), but good luck anyway. By the way, you know I always support ever decision you make." “Thanks (y/bff/n). I knew I can always count on you to be on my side."
The next day you texted Marcel asking if he could meet you at your locker and he immediately agreed. He got there before you did and you start talking right away. “Hey, so I wanted to talk to you about yesterday…I uh, I think I like you and I was wondering if you maybe wanted to date? As in be my boyfriend?" He took that by complete surprise and didn’t say anything for the longest time which made you really nervous. "(Y/n)", you thought he was going to deny you at first, “are you sure someone as beautiful as you would like to date someone like me? I mean I know I’m not the best looking guy out there and you could probably so bet-" “I don’t want anyone better, Marcel. All I can think about is you now. It’s like something in my brain just clicked. So could you please answer?" You were so nervous that you started shaking but you tried to control it. You never were this nervous so you didn’t know why you were now. He looked at you and smiled with those dimples you loved. “Of course. I would love to be yours." You smiled and then kissed him. You held his hand and started walking down the halls to let people know that you two were now together. Everyone was staring but you didn’t mind because you had him next to you and he was yours.
*authors note: sorry if this is really long! It’s my first preference, if this is even considered a preference. Hope you all enjoy this and feedback would be really nice :) P.s I have major marcel feels and he isn't even real. The struggle!
