p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"Jean woke up with a throbbing headache. /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"2 weeks. It had been 2 weeks now. Marco still hadn't woken up./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""emInfinitely."/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"Jean looked at his reflection. He looked just as beat up as Marco did, only he wasn't. At all. Dark, deep circles under his eyes, eyes blood shot and teary. His lips were swollen and blue due to the amount of times he'd violently bite and chew on them, usually when he was sat at Marco's side. Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"They say that when you're in love, it hurts to be away from that person for a long time. You start to feel drained and exhibit depressive behaviours. This was seemingly true considering Jeans circumstances. He was aching. He needed Marco back, but why wasn't he waking up?/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"The nurses had little hope. A part of Jean knew that they would pull the plug if Marco didn't wake up soon.. But Jean had all the hope. He was not giving up soon- not on Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He shuffled through the corridors, limping his way to his lovers room slowly, yet rushing. It hurt to be away from Marco, and a huge part of him embegged/em for this pain to be be one forever. Another part believed it was his punishment for doing this to his freckled lover. emHis/emem /ememfreckled lover./em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He finally made it, collapsing down in the seat right beside Marco's bed, which was there specially for him. His tears spilled from his eyes, as they usually did. He didn't go a day without letting them fall. For Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""Marco..." he whispered, holding the hand that was oh so familiar... yet unfamiliar. And he didn't know why. He sobbed into the hand, pressing kisses that had so much passion, care and unconditional love in them, only Marco wasn't able to feel them. He wasn't able to pull Jean close and say em"No, sweetheart.. It's fine... Don't cry."/em like he usually did when Jean had a meltdown. But at least he was there./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"Jean himself had been getting sick. But not like Marco. Not like a hospital patient who needed the care of a nurse. Mentally. He needed Marco, and this need was going to be the death of him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep and sharp breath before opening them, pressing a soft, loving kiss to the freckled cheek that lay before him. His spare hand traced them. Those emstars. Constellations./em They were more beautiful than any star Jean had seen, any constellation that existed. He only cared for Marco's freckled, and Marco didn't understand why. em'Because I'm in love with you, freckled bastard.'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"That's what he always told him. And it meant everything. There was no lie. /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He sighed, smiling as he thought of all the times he'd pulled that stunning man close and just observed his freckles. Every time he did this he fell more and more in love with them and the man who owned them all over again. Just like he did when he first seen those stars. Stunning. /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"The bruising had gone down on Marco's body, revealing all those constellations once more. Cuts and scrapes were slowly disappearing, though he was still broken. In this state, Jean knew that no matter how many bruises and cuts were gone, Marco was broken. em'It's all my fault.'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""Will you marry me when you wake up?" He asked gently, brushing the still soft yet worn out locks out of that beautiful face. He brushed his fingers through the delicate strands a few times before smiling, kissing his forehead before he placed gentle kisses all over every single freckle on his lovers face. 'emI'm so in love with you, Marco...'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"emInfinitely./em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"2 weeks. It had been 2 weeks now. Marco still hadn't woken up./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""emInfinitely."/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"Jean looked at his reflection. He looked just as beat up as Marco did, only he wasn't. At all. Dark, deep circles under his eyes, eyes blood shot and teary. His lips were swollen and blue due to the amount of times he'd violently bite and chew on them, usually when he was sat at Marco's side. Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"They say that when you're in love, it hurts to be away from that person for a long time. You start to feel drained and exhibit depressive behaviours. This was seemingly true considering Jeans circumstances. He was aching. He needed Marco back, but why wasn't he waking up?/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"The nurses had little hope. A part of Jean knew that they would pull the plug if Marco didn't wake up soon.. But Jean had all the hope. He was not giving up soon- not on Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He shuffled through the corridors, limping his way to his lovers room slowly, yet rushing. It hurt to be away from Marco, and a huge part of him embegged/em for this pain to be be one forever. Another part believed it was his punishment for doing this to his freckled lover. emHis/emem /ememfreckled lover./em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He finally made it, collapsing down in the seat right beside Marco's bed, which was there specially for him. His tears spilled from his eyes, as they usually did. He didn't go a day without letting them fall. For Marco./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""Marco..." he whispered, holding the hand that was oh so familiar... yet unfamiliar. And he didn't know why. He sobbed into the hand, pressing kisses that had so much passion, care and unconditional love in them, only Marco wasn't able to feel them. He wasn't able to pull Jean close and say em"No, sweetheart.. It's fine... Don't cry."/em like he usually did when Jean had a meltdown. But at least he was there./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"Jean himself had been getting sick. But not like Marco. Not like a hospital patient who needed the care of a nurse. Mentally. He needed Marco, and this need was going to be the death of him./p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep and sharp breath before opening them, pressing a soft, loving kiss to the freckled cheek that lay before him. His spare hand traced them. Those emstars. Constellations./em They were more beautiful than any star Jean had seen, any constellation that existed. He only cared for Marco's freckled, and Marco didn't understand why. em'Because I'm in love with you, freckled bastard.'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"That's what he always told him. And it meant everything. There was no lie. /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"He sighed, smiling as he thought of all the times he'd pulled that stunning man close and just observed his freckles. Every time he did this he fell more and more in love with them and the man who owned them all over again. Just like he did when he first seen those stars. Stunning. /p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"The bruising had gone down on Marco's body, revealing all those constellations once more. Cuts and scrapes were slowly disappearing, though he was still broken. In this state, Jean knew that no matter how many bruises and cuts were gone, Marco was broken. em'It's all my fault.'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;""Will you marry me when you wake up?" He asked gently, brushing the still soft yet worn out locks out of that beautiful face. He brushed his fingers through the delicate strands a few times before smiling, kissing his forehead before he placed gentle kisses all over every single freckle on his lovers face. 'emI'm so in love with you, Marco...'/em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"emInfinitely./em/p
p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /p
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