A Husband, A Stranger

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Marco's POV

It's been a week since Jean yelled at me, he's been trying to talk to me but I keep finding excuses to avoid it, "Marco can we-" "I got to go to work!" "Marco-" "Gotta go!" "I need to-" "I'm busy!", I'm running out of excuses I can't keep it like this, but I don't want to make the conversation awkward. It's not like I don't want to talk to him, I just don't want to talk about what happened that day. I wake up earlier before to go to work so I don't need to make excuses to avoid him and it's so awkward whenever I'm with him, I still make meals for him, but I eat in the room I'm staying and he eat his food at the kitchen counter. I'm back from work, Jean is coming back in an hour, I'll hurry up and cook and eat my dinner right away. I wash the rice and pour it in the rice cooker, I check the fridge, I'll cook some sweet potatoes leaves and fry a fish. I wash the leaves and clean the fish, the door open, Jean walked in, he's back from work early. "Marco""Dinner's not ready yet go take a shower", I said quickly, he didn't say anything he just went into his room. I continue working on the dinner.

I place the fish and vegetables on the middle, he came out of his room. I place down the rice, I sit across him, I picked up my chopsticks and start eating. I just want to hurry finish up and go into the room, "When are you making omelette?", he asked. "I don't know how to make one", I lied, I do know how to make it, but I don't want to make a mess and get yelled again. "Are you... mad at-", my phone rang, I picked up the phone, it's momma calling, "Hello?" "Hello Marco! Me and Mrs Kirstein is on our way to Jean's apartment" "Are you paying a visit?" "No! We're staying there for a week" "But where will you be sleeping?" "What are you talking about silly? Mrs Kirstein said there's a guest room, since you and Jean are sleeping together it wouldn't be a problem, you are sharing a bed with Jean right? That's the reason why I tell them to put your stuff in Jean's room since you guys are married", she explained everything. This is bad, this is really bad, I'm gonna sleep with Jean at a time like this?! "Hello? Are you still there Marco?" "Oh yes I forgot about that, it wouldn't be a problem, I'll go get ready the bed for both of you!", I hung up. "Your mom and my momma are coming here!", I said to Jean, "Uh...okay", he said calmly. "They're staying for a week!", I said, it took him a moment to realise what's going to happened, "I'll go to the lobby to get them, you take care the rest", he said putting down his chopsticks. I ran to my room and pack all my things in the box, I made the bed and take my clothes out of the closet. I heard the door closes, I  open the door of Jean's room. There's a king size bed, there's even a balcony in his room it's right beside his bed, there's small painting hang on the wall, I walk in and look to the right there's a bathroom with a big bathtub and a shower. There's a study table, a book self beside it, it's mostly about art. I settle down my things, I heard someone open the door, I got out of his room. "Hello Marco!", momma hugged me tightly, she kissed both side of my cheeks, "How's my little Marco doing?", she hugged me again. I hugged her back, "I'm doing great momma", I said hugging her back, I feel a warmth of love.

"Hello Mrs Kirstein", I greeted Jean's mother, "Hello dear, how have Jean been treating you?", she asked giving me a hug. I look at Jean, "He's been treating me great", I said, "Were you guys having dinner?", momma said taking the empty plates to the sink. "Mom you and Mrs Bodt will be staying in the guest room", Jean said. "I know Jean, Oh that reminds me of something!", Mrs Kirstein open her luggage, "I've got you two matching pyjamas!", she said handing us a full fit pyjamas wrap in plastic, it's dark blue and it has my name sew on it. "Why don't you two go try it on?", this is so bad, why? Anything but matching pyjamas. We got into Jean's room, our back facing each other, I take off my pants and put it on. It's quite comfy, I take off my shirt, I look back a bit to Jean's back. He look even more masculine from the back, he got a nice back, I slowly look up. He's head is turn a bit, he's eyeing on my back... I quickly turn back, why is he looking at my back? I grab the shirt and button it up, I grab my clothes and got out of his room. "It fits you a lot!", Mrs Kirstein said to me, Jean came out from his room. "Why don't you sit down and we'll help you take some pics", why? Please just let me go, does god really hate me that much? "Sure", I said keeping a smile on my face, we sat down on the couch, momma and Mrs Kirstein ready out their phones. "Why don't you two sit closer?", momma said, we both move closer to each other, "Closer", she said again. We moved again, our shoulders are touching, "Jean, put your hand on Marco's waist", Mrs Kirstein. "Excuse me", he whispered awkwardly, he gently place his hand on my waist and pull me in more. His hand is warm and big, "Jean smile more", Mrs Kirstein said, he smiled, I look at him, his smile is cute I've never really seen him smile before. "And...done!", they check the photos on their phone, "Oh this one's cute!", Jean take his hand of my waist and got up. "We're going to take a shower now and we're off to bed, good night dear", momma said kissing on my cheek. "Alright good night momma, good night Mrs Kirstein", I said, "Night, mom", Jean said giving his mother a hug. I went into his room first, I haven't shower yet, I got my toothbrush and towel, "Haven't shower yet?", Jean asked closing the door. I nodded my head, "May I use your bathroom?", I asked, "Yea", he sat down on the bed.