Video Stars- JeanMarco fanfic (BoyxBoy)

When you give a Marco a gift

"Seriously Jean?!" Marco whined, Jean did all that so called 'flirting' and teasing for food.

"Please~ Marco?! I'm hungry and I let you take me ice skating

"So you didn't like it?" He asked sadly

"What?! No! All I was saying was I let you pick the first date so the least you can do is order me food." I said

Marco have up and sighed, "Chinese or Thai?"

"Chinese!"

Marco stood there with his arms folded over his bare chest. "Ahem..." Marco coughed

"What?" I asked

"Can you leave please so I can change???" He asked

"Change right here, I'm not going to do anything bad! I promise!" I smiled

"Jean please, you know I don't like my body so why can't you just let me get clothes on?" He asked wrapping his arms around his shoulders

"You're fine! Here..." I said taking off my shirt and pants to be in my boxers just like him

"Now you can get dressed!"

"How is you stripping suppose to help me?" He asked

"Here..." I went to my room and grabbed something but by the time I came back Marco was dressed. "Wow you move fast." I said pulling in my pants

"Skill,"

"Close your eyes!" I smiled

"What? Why?"

"Just... Close them. For me please?"

"Fine..." He closed them hesitantly but he did

I wrapped my jacket around his shoulders. "Okay, you can open them now." I said stepping back To look at him.

He opened his eyes and looking at the thing draped over his shoulders.

"You got me a jacket..." He asked unamused

"You don't like it?" I asked frowning, I never planned of giving him my jacket. I guess I just thought he would like to have it.

"Well... I have one just like it except it's a jacket. This doesn't serve any purpose to me Jean, I'm sorry." He said handing it back

"Oh... Okay... If you don't want it its okay I understand. It was just a thought and an extremely stupid gift... Sorry." I said taking it back and putting it on. I started to cry and I definitely didn't want Marco to see me cry so i walked out to my room.

•Marco's pov•

It was just some jacket, until I realized its wasn't. It's was his varsity football jacket with the word 'Kirschstein' on the back. He wanted to give me his varsity jacket and I just refused, practically shoved it back in his face, and called it stupid! I want it! I really want the jacket! I had no idea! I didn't get Jean a gift so I guess I should have accepted it no matter what. He was just trying to make me feel better but in return I made him feel worse...

•Jean's pov•

I had walked to my room with tears in my eyes. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! Why would Marco want your jacket! He doesn't want it! Like he said, you can get it anywhere so it's dumb. I'm dumb! I closed and locked the door plopping down on my bed. I held the jacket to my nose and sniffed. It smelt like Marco even though it was around his shoulders. I cried even more. It wasn't even romantic! It's just some jacket with my last name on it! You can get one any where! He already has one! From soccer, he has one! And I tried to give him mine when he had one just like it. I'm such a fucking idiot. I cried for another maybe hour? I couldn't tell, my head hurt really bad and I was too lazy to look at the clock. I heard a knock at the door, I sniffed and got up to unlock the door. He must have heard the click because then he walked in.

"Jean. Look in really sorry I-"

"No Marco it's okay, it was a stupid thing to do, I know. I'm sorry I tried to give you my jacket, I should've known you didn't want it." I said in between sniffs

"No! Jean! I didn't know it was your varsity jacket! I'm sorry! I should've just accepted the fact that you were trying to give me a gift, no matter what it was." Marco said sitting next to me

"I just shouldn't have done it, it's not your fault Marco. I promise." I said giving him a smile

"I can't help but feel like it is..."

"Marco don't do that, it isn't your fault." I said sitting up and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"But Jean it is my fault!"

"Marco? Hey Marco look at me." I said grabbing his face forcefully and forcing him to look at me. "It's.okay. I'm fine, and you didn't do anything wrong."

"But Jean I hurt you, you were crying!"

I groaned in frustration and moved to sit in front of his so that we were facing each other. I started to think... Before I knew what I was doing my body acted with a plan and o just let it. I scooted closer to Marco and started to pull up his shirt.

"Jean?!" He yelled pulling it down

I started to pulling his shirt up again and this time I successfully did it. He blushed and wrapped his arms around his toned stomach and body. I didn't get why Marco disliked his body. He was beautiful inside and out. He had a very toned stomach with great abs and a V-line. I took his hands in mine and held them.

"Marco I love every part of you, from head to toe. I want to hug you, kiss you,  and touch you in every single way. I really love you Marco and even if you don't love yourself I will teach you. I will help you realize that you are an amazing guy, so I guess what I'm trying to say is, Marco Bott, I want to officially ask you to be my boyfriend."

"I will Jean, I'll be your boyfriend." He said crying and hugging me at the same time.

I smiled and pulled away. I grabbed my jacket and put it on in. I slipped his arms in the sleeves and kissed his forged. "See! It fits perfectly."

"Well now I'm Marco 'Kirschstein' Bott until further notice." He smiled

See, told you we was soon to become Marco Kirschstein. Not completely official now. He's just saying that because of my jacket. Marco Kirschtein does have a ring to it, doesn't it? But one day I will marry Marco, and then he will officially be Marco Kirschstein.