Patient Love - Marco Reus Fanfic

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Note: All characters, names, situations are fictitious.

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He followed me to my room. I opened the door and he let go of my hand. He made a pause and then entered. He looked around in amaze. I smiled inside.

"Marco?" I asked but he didn't looked at me.

"I like your room." He says while walking around eyeing my stuff carefully but without touching anything.

"That's a lot of musical scores." He says pointing to a pile on my desk. I laugh.

"I know." I say giggling. He opens his mouth.

"Okay. Can you reach that suitcase?" I ask pointing to a black suitcase inside my wardrobe.

"Sure." He says and walks towards me. He looks at me before stretching his arms to reach the suitcase. He does this without a problem since his height is adequate for the task. He places it on the bed. I smile.

"Thank you." I say.

"No problem." He replies and keeps going around my room.

"How much time I am going to stay?" I ask to organize the clothes I am taking with me.

"How much do you want?" He asks from behind.

"I don't know, It's your house." I say and turn to look at him. But I see his back since he's looking at my board. He's eyeing each picture.

"Marco?" I ask, he shrugs.

"A month?" He asks and I open my eyes widely.

A month? How am I gonna explain this to my parents? And my friends?

"Isn't that too much?" I ask and now he turns to see me.

"I don't think so." He says carefree, walking to the other side of the room.

"What am I supposed to say to my parents and friends?" I ask and he looks at me.

"Is that important to you?" He asks narrowing his eyes. I feel intimidated for a second and nod.

"Well, you can say that you're on vacation or visiting some friends." He says directing his eyes to my comber.

"That's not very reliable." I say and he sighs.

"Why don't you tell the truth then?" He asks turning to me.

"What truth?"I ask opening my eyes, he shrugs.

"That you're with me." He says a bit annoyed.

"I can't say that." I say and he moves his head aside.

"Why not?" He asks taking a step closer.

"Because I would have to give a lot of explanations." I say and he looks tense now. I see his cheeks moving, that means his moving his tongue inside his mouth. He turns around and keeps looking around.

"Any idea?" I ask but he shakes his head in denial.

"Maybe visiting Melanie would be a good excuse." I say and he turns to look at me.

"And what would you say to Melanie and Marcel?" He asks curiously. Shit, I didn't thought about it.

"That I am staying in a hotel?" I ask and he narrows his eyes.

"But you're not." He says.

"Umm-

"You're staying with me." He says and his tone is a bit bossy now. He takes another step towards me.