p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"strongemChapter 1 Who is he?!/em/strong /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean stood in the kitchen and made some food by himself. Andrew was at school and Marco was working early today so he had invited Connie and some other guys over to just sit and watch movies. Even though they were grown-ups, they liked to hang out just like they did when they were teens, that had always been a rule for them. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Watch horror movies all day and talk a lot. Jean didn't need to do much since he was a writer and published a success just a few weeks before Marco's disappearance. He liked to train a lot though so he was wondering if he should have taken a small run and then a shower before the others came over. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"He decided to not, in case they came early, and just went right for the shower instead. He walked downstairs and into the bathroom and stared at his reflection. He saw loads of hickeys from his waist line up to his ear and a blush made its way onto his face as he stroked his fingers over his lips and smiled softly. "Marco…" he mumbled shy to himself and looked away while smiling. He sighed and took his boxers off before entering the shower, cleaning himself properly and washing his hair. "I should probably bleach it again soon… I'll get Mikasa or Krista to do it." He muttered and sighed in bliss by the water that trickled down his body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"When he was done, he turned the water off and got out. He took a towel around himself and shook some of the water out of his hair, chuckling when he saw that he had left the door to the toilet open. "I'm really shameless sometimes. What if Marco was home…?" he muttered to himself and walked to his own bedroom. He walked in and grabbed some skinny jeans in dark blue and a tank top in black, that showed off his body in a very hot way. He dragged a hand through his hair, smirking a bit to himself. "Yup, sometimes I really wish that Marco would finish his work earlier." He said and sighed before he walked out of his bedroom and up the stairs to the living room and kitchen. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Connie was already sitting there to Jean's surprise and the smaller guy arched an eyebrow at him. "You didn't let me in so I just used your spare key." He said and Jean sighed. "Sorry, I didn't hear you. Where are the others?" he asked and walked to the kitchen beside the living room. "Not far away. They'll be here soon. Got any food? I'm starving." He said and stretched his body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean nodded. "I made some food, yeah. It's pasta, pizza, fried chicken and rice and anything really. I made enough for ten people or something." He said and scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah, well, Sasha eats for five people so that should do the trick." Connie said and chuckled. Jean laughed and made the food ready for everyone. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"And half an hour later, everyone was sitting in the couch and on the floor, eating food and watching a movie called 'The Ward' which was about some schichophrenic girl in an asylum who tries to figure out what's going on. It was confusing as shit and both Eren and Jean struggled with getting what it was up with. "But… what the heck?" Jean asked and narrowed his eyes when the little weird girl with the teddy spoke. "She sounds like a ghost, she's probably dead already." He said and shrugged. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""That's not possible, Jean." Armin said softly. "It's a movie, anything can happen." Jean answered annoyed. "But then, would everyone be able to see her? In movies, they usually make it so only person can see the ghost unless it has some kind of important message with them." He said and shrugged. "This movie is weird." He said and sighed tiredly./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"They continued to watch and Jean sat on the floor between Eren's legs and eating popcorn together with Sasha and Connie for a while when the door opened downstairs and everyone froze, turning quiet. They looked over at Jean who grimaced before swallowing nervously and looking towards the stairs. "W-who is it?!" he yelled, trying to be intimidating, but sounded like a scared sixteen year old with voice cracks. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""Me, babe!" a voice yelled and Jean grinned as he gave the popcorn to Sasha and ran down to his husband. Marco chuckled and welcomed him into a big hug when he came. "Why are you home so early?" the blonde asked and held his arms around Marco's waist and Marco held his arms around Jean's neck. "Finished my work quickly. I'm done for today because it wasn't as much as the boss thought it was." He said and kissed Jean deeply. Jean blushed and kissed him back, stroking his back softly. "Do we have company?" he muttered against Jean's lips, who nodded shortly. "Yeah, it's the usual people." He said and smiled. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Marco smiled and kissed Jean's nose. "Can't you ask them to go home?" he whispered and kissed Jean's neck softly. Jean blushed heavily and looked up towards the stairs. "Isn't that rude? You always say that it's rude…" he mumbled slightly confused. "Yes, but I really missed you while I was gone… I want to spend time with you." He whispered and stroked down Jean's chest. "M-Marco…" he muttered and grabbed the brunette's hair as he felt lips on his collar bone. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""It's okay if you don't want to." He said and chuckled. "Andrew is coming home in an hour anyway. What are you guys doing?" he asked and Jean smiled. "Watching a movie." He said and grabbed the brunette's hands, dragging him up the stairs with him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean felt weird. Marco had never asked Jean to send someone home unless they were being rude to everyone else and even then, Jean would have to talk him into it first. Marco would never ask someone to go home just for sex and alone time, right? Maybe he had something on his mind that he wanted to tell Jean? But then, he would have told Jean that it was important first. Jean felt all these worrying thoughts going through his head as he sat in Marco's lap and held around his neck. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"He tried to pay attention to the movie, but couldn't help, feeling that something was very, very wrong. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"The hour went by before everyone decided to head home and Marco and Jean sat alone on the couch again. "Babe?" Jean murmured and Marco hummed to show that he was listening. "Listen… was it something important to tell me since you wanted everyone to leave?" he asked and traced circles around on Jean's chest. "No, babe, don't worry. It was nothing, I just like being alone with you…" he whispered and kissed Jean's temple. Jean smiled. "Really?" he asked happy and quietly. "Of course. You're my husband." He said and chuckled. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""Dad? Jean?" Jean heard his son call and smiled as he stood up and walked to the stairs and down. "Hey, kid. Nice d-" he started but stopped when he saw that Andrew had a huge, black mark around his eye. "Andy, who the hell did that to you?!" he exclaimed and ran over, kneeling down in front of his son. "Just some bully at school." He murmured and Jean bit his lip as he hugged Andy. "I'll get Marco to talk to the principle. What was the kid's name?" he asked serious. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""It's not important, dad, calm down." Andy said and sighed. Jean stroked over Andy's cheek which was full of freckles, one of the many reasons to why Jean wanted him. He just looked so much like Marco even though they weren't related. "Fine, it wasn't a kid in school. It was a guy on the streets who told me my parents were fags… so I got angry." He mumbled and looked away with a pout. Jean sighed and smiled softly, chuckling. "It's just a stupid word. Next time, just ignore him." He said and ruffled the kid's hair. "I'll get some ice to put on that mark." Jean said and smiled as he pulled away and stood up, taking Andy's bag and then walked upstairs with him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Marco frowned. "You okay?" he asked and Andy nodded. Jean looked between them confused. Marco would have gone insane with worry usually. What the heck. "Give your kid a hug while I find the ice." Jean said and smiled as he kissed the top of Andy's head before he walked to the kitchen and checked the freezer. He took out the ice bag and then walked back. Marco was inspecting Andy's face calmly. Jean handed him the ice bag and it was placed gently on his cheek. "Was it that homeless guy outside?" Marco suddenly asked and Jean's eyes widened. "Why would he do such a thing? Marco, you know that he is nice." He said confused./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""I'm just asking him." Marco said emotionless and Jean took a small step back and bit his lip. "No, it wasn't, dad." Andrew said and shook his head calmly. "Then who was it? Some street kid?" Marco asked serious. Jean had never seen him like that before. "It was just a kid tagging on the wall who had seen me together with you guys." He said and sighed quietly. "Go to your room and do homework, okay?" he asked and Andrew nodded softly, running up with his bag quickly. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""What was that about?" Jean asked slightly sharp and stood a few steps away from Marco. "What was what about?" Marco asked and stared at Jean. His stare wasn't like it had been before. It wasn't as loving as it used to be. "You… you've changed." Jean finally made himself say. Marco tilted his head. "Haven't we all changed?" he asked before he shrugged and walked downstairs to their bedroom. Jean quickly followed him. "What do you mean? You're the one who seems like you hate that homeless man outside who you used to feed and give money to and even invited to Christmas sometimes." Jean said confused as they got to the bedroom./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""We can't help him live his life. He should get a job." Marco said and Jean narrowed his eyes. "It's like I don't know you anymore. You used to be so kind." He said and swallowed nervously. Marco looked at him. "I am kind, just to the right people instead." He said and Jean bit his lip. "Has someone said something to you? Have they told you that you're being too kind or something?" he asked worriedly and walked over to Marco, holding around his neck and Marco's hands immediately went to hold on his hips. "No, I realized it on my own, babe." He said and kissed him softly. Jean sighed and kissed him back, stroking his hands through the brown hair in his neck./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""I'm sorry if I make you nervous, babe." Marco whispered into his ear and Jean smiled, nodding softly. "It's okay. You just really worry me when you start acting cold like that and in reality, you are the kindest man I know." He said and grinned calmly. Marco chuckled. "I'm still kind to you, right?" he said and shrugged. "Yes, but I want you to be yourself, Marco. With everyone." He said and poked the freckled male's nose. Marco rolled his eyes while smiling. "I guess you're right." He said and nodded to Jean who grinned. "I always am." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"strongemspan lang="EN-US"So this was the first chapter. This story will contain lemons but they will probably either not be long or I will just leave them in the middle because I'm not a big fan of writing those really. That's more for those who want to read stuff like that. I will leave in a message like in the first chapter and it will be a sign where the lemon really starts and ends for those who are not interested in reading such shamefulness that I hope my parents never find since I'm sharing computer with my dad. HEH./span/em/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"emstrongspan lang="EN-US"Anyways the first chapter are probably gonna be with less action in them and then it will slowly build up. So be prepared for a bit slow action. /span/strong/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center" /p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"strongemspan lang="EN-US"Stay tuned and tell me what you like and hate. Bahbye! /span/em/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean stood in the kitchen and made some food by himself. Andrew was at school and Marco was working early today so he had invited Connie and some other guys over to just sit and watch movies. Even though they were grown-ups, they liked to hang out just like they did when they were teens, that had always been a rule for them. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Watch horror movies all day and talk a lot. Jean didn't need to do much since he was a writer and published a success just a few weeks before Marco's disappearance. He liked to train a lot though so he was wondering if he should have taken a small run and then a shower before the others came over. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"He decided to not, in case they came early, and just went right for the shower instead. He walked downstairs and into the bathroom and stared at his reflection. He saw loads of hickeys from his waist line up to his ear and a blush made its way onto his face as he stroked his fingers over his lips and smiled softly. "Marco…" he mumbled shy to himself and looked away while smiling. He sighed and took his boxers off before entering the shower, cleaning himself properly and washing his hair. "I should probably bleach it again soon… I'll get Mikasa or Krista to do it." He muttered and sighed in bliss by the water that trickled down his body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"When he was done, he turned the water off and got out. He took a towel around himself and shook some of the water out of his hair, chuckling when he saw that he had left the door to the toilet open. "I'm really shameless sometimes. What if Marco was home…?" he muttered to himself and walked to his own bedroom. He walked in and grabbed some skinny jeans in dark blue and a tank top in black, that showed off his body in a very hot way. He dragged a hand through his hair, smirking a bit to himself. "Yup, sometimes I really wish that Marco would finish his work earlier." He said and sighed before he walked out of his bedroom and up the stairs to the living room and kitchen. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Connie was already sitting there to Jean's surprise and the smaller guy arched an eyebrow at him. "You didn't let me in so I just used your spare key." He said and Jean sighed. "Sorry, I didn't hear you. Where are the others?" he asked and walked to the kitchen beside the living room. "Not far away. They'll be here soon. Got any food? I'm starving." He said and stretched his body. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean nodded. "I made some food, yeah. It's pasta, pizza, fried chicken and rice and anything really. I made enough for ten people or something." He said and scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah, well, Sasha eats for five people so that should do the trick." Connie said and chuckled. Jean laughed and made the food ready for everyone. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"And half an hour later, everyone was sitting in the couch and on the floor, eating food and watching a movie called 'The Ward' which was about some schichophrenic girl in an asylum who tries to figure out what's going on. It was confusing as shit and both Eren and Jean struggled with getting what it was up with. "But… what the heck?" Jean asked and narrowed his eyes when the little weird girl with the teddy spoke. "She sounds like a ghost, she's probably dead already." He said and shrugged. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""That's not possible, Jean." Armin said softly. "It's a movie, anything can happen." Jean answered annoyed. "But then, would everyone be able to see her? In movies, they usually make it so only person can see the ghost unless it has some kind of important message with them." He said and shrugged. "This movie is weird." He said and sighed tiredly./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"They continued to watch and Jean sat on the floor between Eren's legs and eating popcorn together with Sasha and Connie for a while when the door opened downstairs and everyone froze, turning quiet. They looked over at Jean who grimaced before swallowing nervously and looking towards the stairs. "W-who is it?!" he yelled, trying to be intimidating, but sounded like a scared sixteen year old with voice cracks. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""Me, babe!" a voice yelled and Jean grinned as he gave the popcorn to Sasha and ran down to his husband. Marco chuckled and welcomed him into a big hug when he came. "Why are you home so early?" the blonde asked and held his arms around Marco's waist and Marco held his arms around Jean's neck. "Finished my work quickly. I'm done for today because it wasn't as much as the boss thought it was." He said and kissed Jean deeply. Jean blushed and kissed him back, stroking his back softly. "Do we have company?" he muttered against Jean's lips, who nodded shortly. "Yeah, it's the usual people." He said and smiled. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Marco smiled and kissed Jean's nose. "Can't you ask them to go home?" he whispered and kissed Jean's neck softly. Jean blushed heavily and looked up towards the stairs. "Isn't that rude? You always say that it's rude…" he mumbled slightly confused. "Yes, but I really missed you while I was gone… I want to spend time with you." He whispered and stroked down Jean's chest. "M-Marco…" he muttered and grabbed the brunette's hair as he felt lips on his collar bone. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""It's okay if you don't want to." He said and chuckled. "Andrew is coming home in an hour anyway. What are you guys doing?" he asked and Jean smiled. "Watching a movie." He said and grabbed the brunette's hands, dragging him up the stairs with him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Jean felt weird. Marco had never asked Jean to send someone home unless they were being rude to everyone else and even then, Jean would have to talk him into it first. Marco would never ask someone to go home just for sex and alone time, right? Maybe he had something on his mind that he wanted to tell Jean? But then, he would have told Jean that it was important first. Jean felt all these worrying thoughts going through his head as he sat in Marco's lap and held around his neck. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"He tried to pay attention to the movie, but couldn't help, feeling that something was very, very wrong. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"The hour went by before everyone decided to head home and Marco and Jean sat alone on the couch again. "Babe?" Jean murmured and Marco hummed to show that he was listening. "Listen… was it something important to tell me since you wanted everyone to leave?" he asked and traced circles around on Jean's chest. "No, babe, don't worry. It was nothing, I just like being alone with you…" he whispered and kissed Jean's temple. Jean smiled. "Really?" he asked happy and quietly. "Of course. You're my husband." He said and chuckled. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""Dad? Jean?" Jean heard his son call and smiled as he stood up and walked to the stairs and down. "Hey, kid. Nice d-" he started but stopped when he saw that Andrew had a huge, black mark around his eye. "Andy, who the hell did that to you?!" he exclaimed and ran over, kneeling down in front of his son. "Just some bully at school." He murmured and Jean bit his lip as he hugged Andy. "I'll get Marco to talk to the principle. What was the kid's name?" he asked serious. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""It's not important, dad, calm down." Andy said and sighed. Jean stroked over Andy's cheek which was full of freckles, one of the many reasons to why Jean wanted him. He just looked so much like Marco even though they weren't related. "Fine, it wasn't a kid in school. It was a guy on the streets who told me my parents were fags… so I got angry." He mumbled and looked away with a pout. Jean sighed and smiled softly, chuckling. "It's just a stupid word. Next time, just ignore him." He said and ruffled the kid's hair. "I'll get some ice to put on that mark." Jean said and smiled as he pulled away and stood up, taking Andy's bag and then walked upstairs with him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US"Marco frowned. "You okay?" he asked and Andy nodded. Jean looked between them confused. Marco would have gone insane with worry usually. What the heck. "Give your kid a hug while I find the ice." Jean said and smiled as he kissed the top of Andy's head before he walked to the kitchen and checked the freezer. He took out the ice bag and then walked back. Marco was inspecting Andy's face calmly. Jean handed him the ice bag and it was placed gently on his cheek. "Was it that homeless guy outside?" Marco suddenly asked and Jean's eyes widened. "Why would he do such a thing? Marco, you know that he is nice." He said confused./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""I'm just asking him." Marco said emotionless and Jean took a small step back and bit his lip. "No, it wasn't, dad." Andrew said and shook his head calmly. "Then who was it? Some street kid?" Marco asked serious. Jean had never seen him like that before. "It was just a kid tagging on the wall who had seen me together with you guys." He said and sighed quietly. "Go to your room and do homework, okay?" he asked and Andrew nodded softly, running up with his bag quickly. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""What was that about?" Jean asked slightly sharp and stood a few steps away from Marco. "What was what about?" Marco asked and stared at Jean. His stare wasn't like it had been before. It wasn't as loving as it used to be. "You… you've changed." Jean finally made himself say. Marco tilted his head. "Haven't we all changed?" he asked before he shrugged and walked downstairs to their bedroom. Jean quickly followed him. "What do you mean? You're the one who seems like you hate that homeless man outside who you used to feed and give money to and even invited to Christmas sometimes." Jean said confused as they got to the bedroom./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""We can't help him live his life. He should get a job." Marco said and Jean narrowed his eyes. "It's like I don't know you anymore. You used to be so kind." He said and swallowed nervously. Marco looked at him. "I am kind, just to the right people instead." He said and Jean bit his lip. "Has someone said something to you? Have they told you that you're being too kind or something?" he asked worriedly and walked over to Marco, holding around his neck and Marco's hands immediately went to hold on his hips. "No, I realized it on my own, babe." He said and kissed him softly. Jean sighed and kissed him back, stroking his hands through the brown hair in his neck./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US""I'm sorry if I make you nervous, babe." Marco whispered into his ear and Jean smiled, nodding softly. "It's okay. You just really worry me when you start acting cold like that and in reality, you are the kindest man I know." He said and grinned calmly. Marco chuckled. "I'm still kind to you, right?" he said and shrugged. "Yes, but I want you to be yourself, Marco. With everyone." He said and poked the freckled male's nose. Marco rolled his eyes while smiling. "I guess you're right." He said and nodded to Jean who grinned. "I always am." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"strongemspan lang="EN-US"So this was the first chapter. This story will contain lemons but they will probably either not be long or I will just leave them in the middle because I'm not a big fan of writing those really. That's more for those who want to read stuff like that. I will leave in a message like in the first chapter and it will be a sign where the lemon really starts and ends for those who are not interested in reading such shamefulness that I hope my parents never find since I'm sharing computer with my dad. HEH./span/em/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"emstrongspan lang="EN-US"Anyways the first chapter are probably gonna be with less action in them and then it will slowly build up. So be prepared for a bit slow action. /span/strong/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center" /p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"strongemspan lang="EN-US"Stay tuned and tell me what you like and hate. Bahbye! /span/em/strong/p