Notes: Hello, yes, it me...with a FUCKING JEANMARCO...FINALLY! you have no idea how much I wanted to write something about this two as a principal couple Im just...aaaahhh!
Thomas and I grew up together basically. Our parents were cousins in law or something like that, so we see each other regularly. He stayed in my house when his parents were on job's travels, and I stayed in his for the same reasons.
In short terms, we were brothers, we played together, he used my clothes and I used his (I never use his underwear though, I don't know if he ever used mine). We fought a lot too, but we learned how to deal with each other with the pass of the years.
I knew he liked guys since the moment he held my hand when we were walking to school the first day of winter when we were twelve. It didn't bothered me, but I let him go anyway. Maybe I liked guys too, but I didn't like Thomas in that way. We never talked about it again.
But that's not the point here.
The point is that he has a boyfriend now. Marco. Marco Boldt. Seventeen years old. The sexiest second year student known by the man, he is probably sexier than Chris fucking Evans. Or maybe not, let's say that he is close to reach that level.
You see the problem here?
My fucking hormones are burning my gut for a dude I can't even reach.
It's not like I would if he were single anyway, I'm too shy for it, or too stupid if you prefer that term.
The only thing I know here is if I don't stop these feelings, I could end up losing my best friend, my brother, for a guy that maybe didn't like me.
Yep. This is my life now, you think is nothing? Try to add that I'm about to fail math, and with that, a whole year of high school.
Who was the idiot who say that this age was beautiful? I want to punch them in the face.
-o-
"Are you okay?" Thomas said while we were watching TV in his living room
"Uh? Yeah, I'm fine, why?" I blabbed
"Mickey it's been playing with your headphones since we came, and you have done nothing to stop him" he responded pointing to the little animal.
"What?" I followed the cord that started in my shirt right to face a pair of green thin eyes, Thomas' cat, Mickey, was chewing the right head of my headphones while his pat where on the left one "Jesus fuck"
I took him in my arms, sliding, not so gratefully, the headphone off of his mouth to leave it in my pocket.
"Are they okay?" Thomas laughed slightly, changing the channel.
"Yeah" I sighed, then I faced Mickey "Why you did that, uh? I knew you had a good taste in music but this is ridiculous"
Thomas snorted
"That, must have been, the worst pun you've said in your whole life"
"Until now, it probably is" I laughed, petting the cat's head
"So what's up?" Thomas asked
"About what, exactly?" I said
He frowned
"Jean, you've been weird lately, what's wrong?"
"Nothing" I lied
"You're lying" he said.
Yes
"I don't"
"Are you worried about math?"
What? No
"Yeah bud" I said "my grades are getting worst, and it's only the first semester. I need a tutor before I fail"
"You know?" he said pointing his chin, like he was thinking "Marco is great in math, and he's great teaching too, he actually makes some extra money doing that"
Great, he's intelligent too, I can't even...
"Really" I said, like I didn't care "I don't know man, I don't want to bother, and I'm hopeless anyway so"
"Oh, come on" he said rolling his eyes "look, he'll be here in any minute, we're could ask him if he's too busy to teach you, okay? He could teach you for free"
"He's coming over?" I asked, accidentally pressing Mickey's head making him leave my lap
"Uhm, yeah" Thomas said confused "I invited him to watch a movie with us, is there a problem?"
"No" I said quickly "of course no, we could ask him when he arrives then"
He didn't respond. He frowned a little though, before turn back to the TV
I stood up from my sit in the couch and went right to the bathroom.
I locked the door and hold on to the sink
Great, just…fantastic.
I will have to spend more time with Marco.
I will have to hear his voice at least two days a week after school.
I looked myself in the mirror and frowned
"You motherfucker, better to control yourself unless you want this whole situation be more awkward than it already is"
I washed my face with the cold water and looked at the mirror again.
Maybe this is a good thing.
I mean, what if is the only thing I like about the guy is his body?
What if we don't have anything in common?
Yeah, I actually could hate him if I get to know him.
I dried my face with the towel and went off the bathroom with that thought, just to find Thomas with his arms around Marco's neck, kissing like if they haven't seen each other in ten years.
Marco's hands were on Thomas back, holding him closer.
I wonder how that feels...
Ugh, no
I coughed in my hand awkwardly, making both give a little jump and look at me with raised eyebrows
"Uh, sorry, I-I was in-in the bathroom" I stuttered
Fuck
"Jean" Thomas said blushing, putting a hand on Marco's chest to pull him away "sorry"
"Hi Jean" Marco said, smiling like an idiot, with a slightly pink color on his cheeks
"Sup" I said, trying to play it cool, with a burning neck, so I probably failed in that too.
Thomas looked at me and then right to Marco.
"What" I mouthed to him
He rolled his eyes and said
"Marco, Jean needs a math tutor, could you do it?"
You motherfucker
"A math tutor?" Marco repeated, looking at me in the eyes
I froze
"Yeah" I said, stuttered "math is giving me in the ass this year so, yeah, I need help"
Nice Jean, pretty clever.
Both of them laughed at my butt reference
"I can help you Jean" he said "I'm free on Tuesdays and Fridays at four, it is okay to you?"
Actually, it's perfect
"No" Thomas said
"Uh?" I said, confused "why not? We don't have classes after four"
"Movie and junk food night are on Fridays, asshole" he replied "it's a tradition"
"It's only an hour" I said before looking to Marco "isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is" he smiled warmly.
Please stop, you're giving me an ulcer.
"Great" I said clapping my hands together "can we watch the movie now then?"
"Yeah" Thomas pouted, holding Marco's hand leading them to the sofa, while I head myself to the couch next to them.
I couldn't concentrate in the movie, I was too distracted by Marco's back, the move he made when he laughed or when he wrapped Thomas with his arms and kissed him on the ear to make him giggle.
This is too much for me.
I went to the bathroom at least three times to wash my face before the movie finally ended.
"What did you eat?" Thomas said turning the TV off "you didn't even see how it ended"
"Nothing" I replied "sorry, I'm not feeling okay, that's all"
It's not a lie this time
Marco suddenly stood up from his seat and put his hand on my forehead, making me give a big jump away from him
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, a little too nervous
"I'm checking if you don't have fever" he said with his hand up "now shut up and come here"
His hand was weirdly cold against my skin, I know I was blushing.
"You're okay" he said after an awkward expectation silence
"Thanks doc" I said wining a little smile from him "I better get going, my mom is going to be a burden if I don't get before eleven"
"Okay buddy, see you on Monday?" Thomas said giving me a hand shake
"Like always" I said rolling my eyes "Bye Marco"
"Actually" he said with his bag already hanging of his shoulders "I need to go too, I'm taking care of my nephew tomorrow, sorry Tommy"
Thomas' mom call him Tommy, even I do sometimes.
"Okay" he pouted crossing his arms "bye then"
Marco took Thomas chin and kissed his fucking pout in the sassiest way possible
"See you on Monday" Marco said wile Thomas was red as a tomato "come on Jean"
"S-Sure" I stuttered opening the door "bye Thomas"
"Bye Jean" I was able to hear before the door was closed
"I'm going this way" I said pointing to the right
"Me too" Marco said before starting to walk
"Really?" I asked, really surprised "to where?"
"Jinae's street" he smiled "where did you live?"
"Trost" I replied.
We live a fucking street away and I never noticed
"How is that I never noticed?" he said to himself
"I'm not so popular like you, so I understand" I said kicking a rock
Stop with your passive aggressive shit
"Oh, no" he said raising a hand like an apologize "I mean, I always see you in the hallways, so it's weird that I haven't noticed we live so close to each other"
"Oh" I said
He's been watching me?
"I'm not a creep or anything though" he justified himself, blushing slightly "It's just...nothing, it's nothing"
"What?" I said, raising an eyebrow
"Well" he smiled scratching his neck, avoiding my eyes "You are pretty attractive if you didn't noticed, so...yeah, it's kind of creepy if you think about it"
My cheeks turned red, fortunately, Marco was looking at the street so he couldn't notice
"Re-really?" I replied
"Y-Yeah" he said, he put his face between his hands "ugh, sorry if I made things awkward, I'm dating your best friend and I tell you cute, Jesus"
"Are you happy with him?" the words came out of my mouth before I could even stop them
Fuck
"I don't know" he said looking at his feet "I mean, I like him, we've been dating for a while now, he makes me laugh, but I really don't know if I'm happier now with him...it's kind of complicated"
"Sorry" I apologized "I didn't have the right to ask that, but he's like a brother to me. I don't want him to be hurt by anyone"
Not even by me, especially not by me.
He just looked to his feet and smiled.
"You're a really good brother then"
"I try to be" I replied "well, this is my street, uhm, see you on Tuesday I guess"
"Sure" he said "bye Jean, take care"
"Bye Marco, you...you too"
And we made our ways to our respective homes.
The thought of Marco thinking that I'm attractive was the reason I couldn't get to sleep till three am.
Notes: Whoever Marco's partner is, they would be the luckiest motherfucker on earth,I can assure you that.
I'm sorry by Jean's pun by the way. I needed something to laugh/regret about, so that came up.
If I made Thomas too OOC I'm so sorry, we didn't get to know him so well (*cries*)