Bertholdt had finally gotten home from a long day. He sighed and dumped his bag by the door, kicking off his shoes. Teaching elementary schoolers all day was quite the workout. He had sent out a small test out for the students to take home. Some parents were outraged because there kids failed. But it wasn't hard for some people, because Annie L. Had passed with flying colors. Whenever she was good, as in not trying to kill her innocent friend Armin, he would put a gold star on her head. He smiled when she took it off her head and squealed with happiness. Bertholdt plopped down on the couch and groaned.
"Bertl, is that you?" Asked the light voice from the kitchen that Bertholdt loved so much.
"Mmhmm." His little freckled angel came out from the kitchen, his golden smile instantly brightening his grim day. Marco. Oh, how Bertholdt loved him. He loved all the freckles on his cheeks, which had 13 on the left and 10 on the right. Actually, the last time they had slept together, he'd counted them, each and everyone. 934 freckles. Sure, it took him until morning, but he loved knowing. Marco gently sat beside him.
"Long day?"
"Yes...all those angry parents made me nervous..." Marco giggled and helped Bertholdt out of his jacket.
"So I noticed! You're covered in sweat." Bertholdt pouted slightly but allowed Marco to pull his jacket and shirt off. He did the same and grabbed a blanket, wrapping them in it. "Let's cuddle. I missed you." Bertholdt smiled and pulled his freckled angel to his chest.
"I missed you too. I love you." Marco smiled back.
"I love you too."
