Jean woke up and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling before last nights memories came to him. He blushed and sat up attempting to locate Marco as his hazy eyes began to focus.
He quickly found that Marco was curled up in a reclining chair with a blanket wrapped around him his breathing soft and freckled face illuminated by the morning sun.
Jean had a sudden urge to touch Marco's face and he blushed again at the strange thought shaking his head and trying to get a clear hold on what exactly he was doing. He decided the best plan of action would probably be to wake Marco and ask to use his shower but he really didn't want to. He just looked so peaceful and content curled up in that armchair. Luckily Jean didn't have to think for too much longer as Marco began to stir. Jean watches as Marco opened his dark brown eyes slowly and blinked a few times before taking notice at the other person in the room, as soon as he did a small smile made its way onto his face.
"Good morning!" Marco had greeted as brightly as he could sleep making his voice slightly deeper than usual.
Jean smiled back,
"Good morning, um can I borrow your shower? I kinda smell like grossness."
"Oh! Of course!" Marco snapped out of sleep immediately and sat up "it's right over there!" He said pointing past the kitchen/living room.
Jean made his way to the bathroom and got into the shower rinsing himself off and collecting his thoughts. He didn't seem to realize until he turned off the water that he didn't have any clean clothes with him, only the dried crusty clothes that had been in the nasty pipe water. He briefly wondered what size Marco wore to cover that deceivingly muscular body of his.
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Next Door (jeanxmarco fanfic)
FanfictionMarco moves in next door to Jean. (Complete)