Patient Love - Marco Reus Fanfic

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Note: All characters, names, situations are fictitious.

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"So.. how was it?" That was the first thing I heard when I opened the door.

Marco was standing in the hall with his arms crossed on his chest. I gave a quick look at his outfit and smiled inside. He was wearing only sweatpants. His bare feet, moving quickly on the cold ground, his eyes were stuck on mine.

"I'M IN!" I yelled and his face lit up.

He took a big strode to reach my side and he wrapped me in a tight hup and then he kissed me.

"I knew it" He said between kisses and I laughed.

"I mean they'd have been stupid if they don't offered you the job." He said nodding quickly. He looked pretty excited about this whole thing.

"Oh come on, not like that-

"Are you kidding me? You're the best Lou." He said kissing my forehead and I felt something melting inside my stomach when I heard his lips pronouncing my name, well half of it, but it sounded incredibly beautiful.

I found myself smiling like a fool and he noticed it and looked at me confused.

"What?" He aske shrugging.

"I just love that." I said caressing his nascent soft beard.

"What?" He asked still confused.

"How you call me Lou." I said and then he nodded realizing it.

"Ja, I see." He said and kissed me.

"Well, I think we need to celebrate tonight!" He exclaimed and I shook my head laughing at his dumb dance.

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I called my parents to tell the news also Corentin and my ex professor, Jean. They were all excited and wished me luck with my new job. I was going to start next Monday and I was happy about it right now, but I knew I was going to be nervous when the day approached.

I chose a pale pink short dress with long sleeves and pair of white high heels and matching clutch and earrings. Marco loved when I used high heels and it was funny because even when I am using heels, our height difference remains abysmal.

We arrived the restaurant, an Italian one that he loved very much and the waitress found our table immediately. Marco grabbed my hand and led me thru the people until we finally arrived our table. I looked at him and melted, like I always do. He sat across me and smirked, that predator smile that drives me crazy.

I can't believe I have such a hot boyfriend, not that I care at all but I have to admit he looks damn good in those black jeans and that blue sweater. He ordered the food and soon we were alone again. He extended his hand across the table for me to take it, so I did. His hands were warm and smooth, just as his attitude tonight.

"So... Are you happy?" He asked and I nodded.

"Very much. I still can't believe it." I said and he smiled.

"Well it's better if you start making the idea yourself." He said taking a sip of his glass of wine.

"I know, it's just- everything happened according to my plan and that almost never happens." I said and he laughed.

"Perhaps the fate begins to smile at me." I said taking a sip of my wine and he narrowed his eyes.

"I'd say it already did." He said biting his lips.

"Really?" I asked narrowing my eyes now.

He nodded slowly.

"I mean, you have amazing things you know?" He said moving his head aside.