Night Sky

two.

It'd been a year. 

A year since Marco was brought out of the hospital. 

Jean smiled as he walked outside, seeing Marco waiting for him. 

They went to the local park.

It was 9:15 PM, and nobody was around. The park was lit up with fairy lights, as it always was. But this night was special. To Jean, at least. Tonight was the night he was going to tell Marco how he felt. Ever since they were kids, Jean had always felt something in his chest when he saw Marco, he always got butterflies in his stomach. 

"Hey, Marco, do you wanna go over on that cliffside? There's no lights, but it's perfectly aligned with the moon right now and.."

"Sure, Jean!" Marco laughed, running off. He glanced back and watched as Jean chased him. When they got up to the cliff, they sat, and dangled their legs off the edge. Jean turned towards Marco, and smiled when Marco gazed toward him. They didn't need to speak, they already knew what the other was thinking. Slowly, Marco's hand cupped Jean's cheek, and they both leaned in. The kiss was passionate, but slow paced. Jean's hands were ambitious, but they were soothing. They broke apart only for air, sighing. 

"You don't know how long I've waited to do that, Jean." Marco smiled, slowly moving his legs off the edge of the cliffside and pushing Jean back onto the grass. They kissed again, but more roughly. Jean smirked into the kiss as he flipped Marco over, licking his bottom lip and moving down towards the other male's neck. He kissed up and down Marco's neck, before stopping as his jawline and kissing him on the lips once again. They parted, and were breathing heavily as they lay under the night sky.