Next Door (jeanxmarco fanfic)

New sights?

Jean slowly and carefully slide out from under Marco and stood next to the couch and stretched his lanky arms and legs managing to crack a few joints. He took a few moments to just stare as Marco slept, the light streaming in through the windows made his skin almost glow and made his freckles stand out even more, he looked so peaceful and calm against the worn pillows of the couch. It was like stumbling upon an angle and Jean really didn't want to wake him up, but it would be kinda rude to just leave for lunch without him, after all he's done Jean could at least offer him lunch. With a quick debate Jean gently reached over and tapped Marco, when that didn't work he shook him a bit, eventually Jean was forced to grab him by the shoulders and shake firmly for Marco to even begin to stir, but his eyes forced themselves open and he blinked rapidly when he saw Jean,
"Eha?" Marco muttered out in his sleepy haze.
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty, wanna go eat?" Jean could feel the heat rising to his face in a blush and was currently glad Marco was too focused with yawning and attempting to wake himself to notice.
Eventually though Marco got up and put on his usual 'the blind shall see' smile and went to find his shoes, leaving Jean alone with his thoughts of angels and sunshine.

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Hey, guess who's back? That's right I've risen from the grave. Sorry this is short more will come tomorrow!