Jean's POV
With hopes that Marco was still unconscious, he cracked open the door. The hinges creaked and Jean winced at the ugly sound.
Looking at the bed, he saw that Marco was, indeed, still unconscious. Letting out a breath of relief, he tiptoed to the closet and took out clean- no, clothes that he hasn't worn 3 times in that week yet.
Jean wrinkled his nose at the sensation of his shirt sticking to his back as he pulled don his Jeans. He shook his hair, sending drops of water everywhere, when a movement caught his eye. He whirled around to spot Marco breathing heavily, and, appearing to be, not asleep at all.
Marco's POV
"Uh... I like your room." he weakly stated.
Really, he did, but that was not the problem at the moment.
He was in Jean's room.
Jean, who just took a shower.
Unfortunately, water from his hair had flicked onto his face, causing him to flinch.
Hopefully, Jean was an exception.
"So, uh, I'll just look away..." Marco looked out the window, his neck throbbing and his face flushing.
"I honestly don't care," Jean said. "It's not like I'm completely naked."
Marco blinked at his words but resumed to look out at the sunlit campus. "How did you bring me up here?"
"I... uh..."
"Yeah?"
"I kinda stuck you in a giant bass case and took you up the elevator."
Marco laughed. "You what?!"
"I stuck you in a giant-ass bass case and took you up the elevator."
"Oh my god," he said, covering his mouth, "How was that? I'm pretty heavy, you know."
"Hell, but I didn't want to leave you in the hall. Your face looked like raw meat."
"Gross. I guess you cleaned it up, since it doesn't feel like raw meat." he heard metal clinking and guessed that Jean was putting on his belt. He turned around and saw that he was fully dressed. "Thanks. No one else would have done that for me."
Wow, that sounded really dorky. Why did I say that?
Jean shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the bed next to Marco. "It's no problem. I just don't understand why those dicks have to pick on you so much." he frowned as he looked at Marco and poked him in the chest. "You need to become a ninja."
Marco laughed and pushed him away. "Why?"
"Because you'd be all stealthy and can kick their asses every time they try to beat you up."
"Nah, I'm too nice for that. Maybe you can be my ninja, and kick their asses every time you see them."
"Ooh there's a difference between your suggestion and my suggestion. Maybe you aren't so nice after all?"
"Maybe I-" he stopped as dizziness washed over him.
"Hey, you okay? You should lie down again. And there's Tylenol if you need it. I don't mind if you stay overnight." he put his hands on Marco's shoulders and looked at him in the eyes. "I'm gunna go on a walk. Call me if you need anything, alright? Your phone's in your pocket, and my phone number's on the nightstand."
"Mkay. Have fun." he closed his eyes and eased himself down in the bed again. The last thing he remembered was fingers brushing against his hair before he fell asleep again.
WOW. This is progressing really slowly.
Just to let you guys know, its hard to update since I don't have Wattpad on my phone anymore.... I update every Monday and occasionally Tuesday.
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