So. How do I start this? Let's do a little character background I guess. So here's Jean. Tall. Slim. Fancy hair; long in the front, short everywhere else. Now here's Marco. Slightly taller. Slim. Dark hair parted in the middle. And then there's me. I'm Narrator. You'll know me as Creepy Stalker by the end of this story. ON WITH THE STORY!
I did that thing Narrators can do where we're just in someone's room. I was in Jean's room. Oh, snap. I'm gonna go stalk his family for a few minutes. He's getting changed.
Okay, he's changed. He's excited. Being the Narrator, I know why. He's going on a date with his boyfriend. (Yeah, he's gay. You're reading a JeanMarco fic. Deal with it.) We don't need to know his name. He isn't exactly important to the story. Let's call him Frost. Jean left to go on his date.
They went to McDonald's. Freaking McDONALD'S. Oh, well. At least they got ice cream and cookies. OH CRAP. I FORGOT TO TELL YOU HOW OLD THEY ARE. I don't know if it's important to the story, but it might be. They- no wait Frost is older than Jean. Jean is 15. (Psst.. So is Marco) There. Now we may continue.
Marco walked into McDonald's. He saw Jean and sat next to him. Frost was like "uh-uh nope you back off mah man" What he actually did, because he obviously didn't say that, was put his arm around him (**Frost put his arm around Jean**). Marco was amazed that he was getting jealous. (Which he am i talking about? See, I wasn't clear about that. ANSWER: They're both jealous. SPOILER ALERT: Marco is in love with Jean) Marco scooted towards Jean. Their legs were touching. Frost got mad and left.
Marco looked at Jean. "Hey... can we go to your house? I want to talk to you alone, and there's practically no such thing as alone at my house." Oooh yeah I'm gettin into this. And nobody is at Jean's house. He knows it. He said yeah. OH MY LOOK IVE STUMBLED UPON SOMEFLUFF.
On the way to Jean's, Frost texted Jean and broke up with him. YASSS PERFECT.Oh did I mention Jean was also in love with Marco? Well you know now. In Jean's room, I creepily watched them be all romancey and flirty and stuff. THEN MARCO ASKED JEAN OUT AND HE SAID YES AND IT WAS SO CUTE. Then Marco noticed a pair of boxers on the floor. He ignored them.
THEN MARCO KISSED JEAN AND HE WAS SO SCARED TO DO IT BUT HE DID IT. AND HE KISSED HIM BACK. HE DIDNT KNOW HE WAS GOING TO BUT HE DID.
This story is... DONE (for now i mean its probably over but still)
KIDDING HERES THE REST OF IT!
Jean and Marco stayed together for the rest of their lives. The only reason they never got married is because for some stupid reason gay marriage is illegal where they live. (yeah i dont get it either but idk i guess we have to deal)