Imagine person A of your OTP noticing that that the hicky on person B's neck from the night before is visible… and they are in public and can't tell person B to cover it up so they just try and convey the message by making weird faces and hand gestures at person A
The spot was staring at him.
The deep reddish blotch seemed to be glaring at him, almost pulsating, mocking him with its presence. It seemed to cackle at his embarrassment that it could be seen by just about anyone who passed, and at the slight stirring longing in the pit of his stomach to place another mark on his boyfriend's pale throat.
Dammit, why wouldn't he adjust his scarf.
Eusine shifted about nervously. Morty was nonchalant as per usual, looking around in his laid-back manner at the various people walking about as they stood in line at the cinema. It was just a little outing they decided would be fun since Eusine was rarely in town what with his dog-catching, not some grand event where all eyes would be on the gym leader, but...he was still the leader. Possibly one of the best recognized public figures in the area. With a dancing mark just screaming to be stared at on his neck.
Right. Hallucinations. Should spend more time away from the ghosts.
Whenever Morty would say something to him, Eusine would respond back with quick quips, seeming very distracted. He kept rubbing his neck, adjusting his collar, clearing his throat. Morty thought the whole display was very odd; yes, the other man sometimes had a bit of an uptight nature to him, but this had nothing to do with his normal twitches over his legendary research. Twitchiness like this wasn't really...him.
"Eusine..." he finally said slowly, "is something wrong?"
His face went bright scarlet. Looking around quickly, he leaned in to hiss the dilemma into Morty's ear. A slow smile crept up on the gym leader's face.
"You're a bit more of a prude than I thought," Morty teased, pulling the knot of his scarf up to cover the mark. "It's adorable."
Eusine would have protested, but at that moment there were lips firmly planted over his petulant ones. Morty pulled back slowly with a smirk.
"If no one noticed the spot, they sure noticed that."