Please, Don't Leave Me

Chapter 10

          A month passed since Marc got akumatized, and Nathaniel had become his best friend other than Marinette and Alya. Last night Marc talked things out with Marinette;he told her he was finally going to tell Nathaniel how he felt. Marinette was super supportive, as usual. Marc giggled and they just stayed up late talking about random things, his father having allowed him to spend the night with her. Marc was the first one to doze off, him laying comfortably on her chaise and cuddling the bear he was given months ago. Once he was asleep, Marinette and Tikki talked for a little while before finally going to sleep.

          Today, however, he was nervous since the minute he woke up. How was he going to tell him? Should he write Nathaniel a story? Should he tell him verbally? Maybe show him through some affection in passing? He couldn't decide. He groaned in defeat as he got up and took a shower. When he stepped into the hot water, he closed his eyes and, as he always did, let the heat calm his nerves. He looked and spotted a new bottle of body wash since he ran out of his lotus scented one. This one was rose scented. He smiled, knowing Nathaniel loved roses. He got his pouf and used it to lather the body wash over him, enjoying the fragrance. Without realizing it, he had imagined Nathaniel's reaction to the fragrance. He imagined Nathaniel gently kissing him then moving down to his neck. Marc leaned his head back against the wall, giving in to his vision of Nathaniel. He imagined Nathaniel tracing his abs and chest. Marc hummed until he felt a hand on his groin. He squeaked, closing his eyes tighter, imagining Nathaniel gently stroking him before undoing his pants. Marc blushed and he felt himself harden. That was when he felt Nathaniel's hand on his now erect member, causing him to shift and moan softly. He heard Nathaniel chuckle before feeling his kiss on his neck again, Nathaniel jerking him off. Marc moaned Nathaniel's name softly as his hand got faster, and faster, until finally Marc gave in and came. He opened his eyes and realized he had just jerked off to the thought of Nathaniel. His face reached a shade of red he had never turned before. He took the removable shower head and rinsed all of the evidence away before sighing. He bathed again before looking for some shampoo. 

          He found some that smelled sweet like strawberries and cream, Nathaniel's favorite treat. He smiled and lathered it into his hair before rinsing then repeating the process with the matching conditioner. Upon stepping out of the shower he dried off and massaged rose scented lotion into his skin from his shoulders to his feet; he liked feeling soft. He got dressed in his usual outfit and brushed his hair into its usual style. He then left the bathroom to find Marinette sitting up, wide-eyed and bright red. That was when he realized he wasn't nearly as quiet as he thought he was. He blushed big time. "G-get dr-dressed so w-we can g-go..," he said before hurrying downstairs. He sat at the bar and ate the oatmeal Sabine made him. His thoughts were on a certain wet daydream, however. It felt so real and right. He already knew he was a bottom but just the thought of being with Nathaniel felt perfect. He smiled until he felt a poke to his side, making he jump and squeal. Alya stood there laughing, making Marc blush. "Not cool, Alya!!" he exclaimed, only making her laugh even harder. That was when Marinette came downstairs and they were all finally under way for school. They arrived at their usual time, and Marc went up to the art to meet with Nathaniel. 

          Marc smiled big as he reached the room. Nathaniel had obviously been waiting for him as he stood and smiled happily as Marc entered. "It's about time you showed up! I've been trying to come up with a new twist to the storyline but couldn't think of any,"Nathaniel said. Marc smiled softly, "What about we add another love interest for him?" Nathaniel's electric blue eyes went wide as dinner plates then he got really excited. He loved the idea. Marc giggled and prepared to start the whole "Can we talk?" sequence when the bell rang for everyone to go to class. Marc sighed and was just content walking to home room with Nathaniel. Nathaniel smirked and got close to him and sniffed his neck, "Well you certainly smell amazing. What's the special occasion?" Marc squeaked and jumped away before they both laugh happily. "I stayed the night with Marinette last night. But before I forget, there's something I want to talk to you about after school today." Nathaniel nodded, he knew that Marc didn't like to talk about much during school. "Meet me in Mrs. Bustier's classroom after school. It's private in there, just how you prefer our talks," Nathaniel said with a smile. Marc smiled shyly and nodded, neither of them realizing Chloe heard their conversation.

          The day seemed to just fly by to both boys and before they knew it, school had ended for the day. Marc smiled excitedly, but then his excitement was replaced with fear. "Marinette...? I told Nathaniel I wanted to talk to him after school, but now I'm too scared to tell him... What should I do...?" he asked, hugging his notebook as always. Marinette smiled softly, "Marc, you know what I'm gonna say. Follow your heart, and your heart obviously belongs with Nathaniel. I think you should go talk to him." Marc nodded shyly and sighed. He needed Nathaniel. He took a deep breath and walked toward Mrs. Bustier's classroom. His heart began to pound with each step he took and his smile got bigger and bigger until his confident came out to play as he approached the classroom. However, that all changed when he opened the door to find Chloe's hand on Nathaniel's cheek as she kissed him. Marc's eyes widened and tears filled his eyes as his notebook hit the floor, resulting in Nathaniel to stiffen before pushing Chloe away from him and he looked at Marc. "Wait.. I can explain..." Marc shook his head before he just ran off sobbing, earning a smug smirk from Chloe. She closed her eyes as she sighed, but when she opened them, she was met with electric blue eyes reddened with pure rage. "You bitch!!" he screamed as he picked up Marc's notebook and ran after him.