Pairing: MarcoAceThatch
Prompt: 'Forgive me, please' For Anon.
Rating: T
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"Gah, fuck! Wait!" The words are out as Ace is backing away out of the room in shock of what he sees. There is a burning ache in his chest, not believing his eyes as amber ones flare in guilt and desperation.
"Oh, is that the second commander? He can join too~!" A purr is out as a woman is lying along sideways in Thatch's lap, fingers pulling at the goatee lightly in a combing fashion. She feigns seeing the hurt and confusion in the youth at the doorway that looks to want to be anywhere but here.
"Ace, wait a minute!" Thatch tries to say and the face reddening with it pulling tight into a scowl is there before he bolts from the room. A groan comes from Thatch as he moves to get the woman from his lap, who complains that the fun shouldn't be ruined. "No, sorry I can't when I hurt one of my brothers…!" That is all he can say as he starts pulling his shirt on better, cursing his mind since he had been mad at Marco, not Ace, for what happened and he went back to something that would fester the phoenix, but he hadn't been thinking of Ace's feelings on the matter.
He wasn't sure he would even want to talk to him right now.
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"A-Ace?" A startled voice is there as Marco had moved his chair to face the other in exasperation, telling him to go to town earlier while he worked. The face had been enough to tell him something happened, emotionally hurting the youth as he soon was climbing into his lap, curling into him with trembles.
Confusion is in the first commander, not gathering what or who hurt his younger lover and soon move to carry him to the bed to cradle him better. Marco knew the other needed time to calm before being able to talk about what is bothering him. Though, he noticed as the head was shifting, mouth by his neck to hear shaky breaths.
"I thought Thatch loved us?" The question hurts for Marco to hear, trying to figure out why exactly Ace would be asking for validation.
"He does, yoi." Marco tries to reassure and feels a head shift in a light shake and small hitches.
"Then… Then why…" Ace couldn't come out with what he wants to ask and Marco waits before it dawns on him. Thatch and him got into an argument, and before Ace had accepted to being with them, Thatch would spite Marco by going and flirting. He never went the full mile, but would have some woman leave a trail to make the phoenix mad. This was partially Marco's fault, letting Thatch get away with it all those times and not stopping him. To Marco, he was being childish and would get only disappointed when his stupid satisfactory of rubbing it in on who would enjoy being his playmate always failed to get a reaction, but it never stopped him to try the next time they got into it. Out of it all, though, Marco knew Thatch wouldn't sleep with a woman after getting together, plus Marco would know since Thatch could be pretty bad at lying.
As he is on his way to speak, his blue eyes catch someone peering in through the door that had been cracked. Marco glares with a light scowl, clearly upset for the distress he was putting their other lover through and was showing his protectiveness over the younger. He knows Thatch is feeling guilty, awful, an asshole - every bad name he can think of. The two let something childish play out and now it weighed heavily on Ace, who is trying to understand how someone who could love him would do that.
"Did I do something wrong, Marco?" The question has the first commander tense and notices Thatch looking shocked on how much their younger lover put so much blame on himself, even when nothing was his fault. Amber eyes look to Marco, asking silently for permission to come over and feverishly ask Ace for forgiveness. It takes a minute before Marco relaxes with a look back down towards Ace, hearing as feet are moving across the room and soon Thatch is wrapping arms around the youth.
"I-I'm sorry, Ace… There is no excuse for what you saw and I will have Marco explain on it better later…" Thatch tries to mention as Ace is tensing a bit with soft sniffles, trying not to cry, though Marco swears he feels something cool drip to his collarbone. "Forgive me, please. It won't happen again, I swear. I swear on the Maiden… I swear on," a hand finds along Marco's chest to show he was speaking to the other as well, knowing how much his childish actions affected both, and the other hand going to Ace's back while rubbing his face to a freckled shoulder. "I swear on the marks we bare, being of family." That has Ace tremble with slight hiccups, moving back to rub at his face before keeping partially in Marco's lap and reaching arms around Thatch's neck, accepting the embrace that squeezes him tight.
"Please don't stop loving me."
"I won't."