Marcel shot a look to David, softly grumbling to himself. "Girly animes" great....
Sailor moon....Fairytail that junk, Marcel shook his head, watching what the Irish provided, every so often they'd grow closer, always feeling tense and almost loose breath, before Nogla would make some "silly mistake" rushing off to fix it.
Leaving Marcel alone. Who pondered at the though of the male, which he indeed got to see more of his body...
Stretching, walking to "fix" something....blah blah..
The Irish lad had come back with drinks, he didn't get the chance to ask what, before another episode started of.. Some high school bullshit...
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FanfictionMarcel gets a crush, an unexpected one at that. He fell for the irish lad immediately, and too quick for his likings- now he's going out of his way to be romantic any time.
