Notebooks and Sketchbooks (Marc x Nathaniel)

Sleepover

Sylvie POV

As I ate all my ice cream, I kept recording my brother and his boyfriend being cute with their ice cream. Then I got a really beautiful picture of them in front of the sunset. Ah shoot, my phone is at 20%, Marc should have a portable charger though.

"Marc, can I borrow your portable charger, or are we heading home?" I asked

"We can head home, but for now you can borrow it." Marc said taking out and handing me the charger.

"Thank you."

The whole walk home they were holding hands, like interlocking fingers. It was pretty cute. When we finally got home, I opened the door and walked in, sitting on the stairs and slipping off my sparkly, green, light up shoes. Marc and Nathaniel were standing there for a second.

"Bro, our Moms are lesbians, they're not gonna care that you have a boyfriend. Plus they already know he's staying over. So Mama is probably going to make her special dish to try impress him. Not to forget that Mom and Mama were college sweethearts that moved from Canada to Paris, as Mom was pregnant with Marc. Moving here because Mom got a good job and our Mom's cousin also lived here. Then Mama had me 5 years later. They just love to tell their love story." I rambled

"Well, you told it for them Syl, alright, let's go." Marc said pulling Nathaniel in with him.

Marc took off his boots and placed them down, then Nathaniel took off his gray shoes, placing them next to Marc's boots. Awww, Mama places her tennis shoes next to Mom's heals like that.
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Nathaniel's POV

Wow, this is going so fast, Marc and I just started dating and I'm already meeting his Moms. As we made it to the top of the stairs, Sylvie opened a gate and we walked threw, as the gate was shut, a big fluffy, black, white and brown dog, with a curled up floofy tail, came running towards us. He tackled me to the ground and started licking all over my face. Dang this dog is like the dog version of Snickers...

"Cookie! Get off him! Come on!!!" Marc said, trying to get the dog off of me

I was finally able to sit up, petting the dog that was sill trying to lick my face. He had licked my bangs, making them stick up.

"Heh, Cookie is such a cute name for a dog almost as big as Sylvie!" I said

"Apparently he is a Bernese mountain dog mixed with a Shiba Inu, our Moms found him in a box as a puppy when I was 3." Sylvie explained

"You want to brush his fur? He loves it." Marc offered

Then I noticed a tall lady, with her long black hair tied in a messy bun and hazel eyes. She wore a loose t-shirt, shorts, and tall socks, loosely wrapped around her lower legs. She was leaning on a wall with mug of something in her hand.

"Huh, I guess he is cute, I'd see how a son of mine would fall for a boy like that. Even though he is a year above you." She said then took a sip of the liquid in her mug.

Wait, how did she know I'm a year above Marc? Eh what ever...

"Nice to see you acting casual, Mom." Marc said

"It's my home, I don't have to wear fancy clothes and high heals here. Mama is a different story. Anytime there is a guest, she always has to make her special dish, wear makeup, dress in a nice outfit, though, I'm not complaining, she's hot as hell."