Jean awoke to the strains of music coming from the kitchen. He smiled, knowing that Marco was awake and cooking breakfast. He pulled himself out of bed and went into the kitchen, not bothering to get dressed.
Just like Jean suspected, Marco was downstairs cooking breakfast, swaying to the beat of the music. Jean snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "All of me, loves all of you." Jean whispers into Marco's ear. Marco turns his head and gives Jean a quick peck on the lips.
"Aren't you gonna get dressed? We do have class today." Jean saw that Marco was in his jeans, a black t shirt, and his maroon colored Vans. Jean was still in his hip hugging briefs. "Not that I don't enjoy seeing you in your briefs, but I don't think that Professor Pygmyface would appreciate you being naked in class today." Marco joked. "Come on, everybody appreciates a naked Jean Kirchstein!" Jean joked, flashing a devilish grin. "But since you asked, I'll get dressed." he yelled as he went back to the bedroom.
Jean pulled on his ratty torn up jeans, his old Ramones tank, and his red beanie. He shoved his feet into his black Converse. "Jean, hurry up! We'll be late!" Marco yelled. Jean grabbed the keys from the dresser and ran into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
After another 10 minutes, Jean was ready to go. "Come on, Marco Polo. We're gonna be late." Jean said, patting Marco's shoulder on his way out the door. Marco smiled and followed Jean out to his car.
