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Who: Jean, Marco.
What: First date, wow awkward.
Where: The stream.
When: The day after the sleepover.
Warnings: generally being awkward over feelings, gross sloppy makeouts, nsfw content.

[After twister at that sleepover things had happened and feelings had been exchanged. Jean had wanted to sort them out sooner but…

Where they really dating? It felt so strange to say he was dating his best friend, they had been best friend for over three years now.. These feelings didn’t just occur either, they had been festering for quite some time now… How could.. they not? Marco was his closest, most supportive person Jean could ever ask for, they both wanted the same things (or mostly the same things,) they would have a future together whether romantic or not—it would be a bond that would last forever.. In a world where no one’s guarantied anything it felt soothing. Nothing was unbearable as long as they were both alive, right? Guess they weren’t really alive anymore..

A sigh, he'd been waiting a whole hour early at the bench on the bridge above the stream where they were supposed to meet for their date. Traditional, that’s how Jean liked it…
He needed time alone with Marco.]

H-hey.. [Giving his new ’boyfriend’ (wow, is this really real?) a soft smile. This isn’t anything new, Marco and Jean always do things together so why does it feel so different?]

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[ Marco smiles, melting into the kiss and humming softly into Jean's lips. ]

I could sit like this forever. [ Oh no. Marco didn's actually mean to say that. H-he's just really happy he can kiss and hold Jean and-- ]

Um, I mean not like this... your legs will go numb... I just mean-- with you. Yeah...

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S-speaking of which a-ah-... [-get off!
Marco, you're crushing him, Jean can't feel his legs on top of all the lower body pain everythings just adding up to quickly.]

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Ah, sorry!

[ Marco removes himself from Jean's lap, blush deep and constant. He's back to sitting next to Jean, hand trailing up to his thigh. ]

Well, um... Sorry I'm so heavy. Maybe I should take it easy on the noodles, huh?

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[Jeez- Can we get to the part where Jean's relieved already? All this teasing his hard on his entire body. Will Marco touch him, wont he? All this nervous hitching and awkward conversation.. real life is no porno..]

You're not fat, holy shit, I-I'm just- [What a shitty date, congrats Jean. You've done it yet again in being perfect and flawless with everything you do.]

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W-well yeah, I know that but I am kinda heavy...

[ Marco hangs his head. He's no good at this either, y'know. Much as he might wanna do more, they're kinda out in public... ]

Sorry... Um. I guess I got carried away.

[ Being the older one means he's gotta be responsible about those urges, right? What if Jean thinks he's coming off too strong? ]

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H-Hey! [Shit- did he end up making Marco feel bad? Damage control, damage control, Kirstein! Get it together, man.] No, dammit, it's not--

[What does he say? 'I have a boner and it hurts.'
No, wrong, he would sound like a huge idiot, or a bigger one.. or something!! Hell, it's dying just from the guilt.. Marco, he's sorry.. why did you fall for such an asshole? ... Have a really awkward hug around the waist, kinda like a kid with a toy his mother won't buy him in the toy store. Head resting on Marco's sounder.] -You're not too heavy, you'd never be to heavy. I'm not some weakling I'm just an idiot.. with a lot of stupid feelings for ya.

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Aw, Jean...

[ Marco smiles, resting his head on Jean's and laying his arm over his shoulder. He's really lost it for this idiot-- he might be an asshole, but Marco loves him all the same. Marco kisses the top of Jean's head, nuzzling Jean's dumb bleached hair. ]

Thank you. You're so sweet.

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[For what it's worth this moment is kinda almost worth all the awkwardness, right?] We got time.. we'll do this more and stuff..




I-I mean if I didn't fuck up that much or anything. [Blushing against his shoulder, smiling at the thought of how stupid and young they were.. it was nice. Nice to finally think of himself as a teenager again, not a dead soldier.].

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Yeah. I'm really looking forward to it. [ Marco keeps nuzzling Jean's head, holding him flush against his side. They could do more... but Marco doesn't want to be too forward. ]

You haven't messed up anything. I'll always like you, Jean.

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[He'll always like you, Jean.. Wow, way to make a man blush..] I'll always like you too, Marco.
[Ending this lovely event with a snuggle.. y-you fucking- wow, get out of here, making Jean blush like that. Wow.]

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[ Marco holds Jean close, smiling. He never would've guessed they'd end up like this. He wanted it, sure, but it was still... surprising. In a good way. ]

Wanna... head back? It's getting kinda late.

[ They could do other things somewhere else, but as far as dates go, this has been pretty great. ]

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S-sure.. [The stress sorta leaving his system, it was a good date.. right? Nothing went completely wrong.. Jean felt he could have done a little better but overall it was okay. Marco was perfect and that's all that he cared about at the moment.]

I'm glad we're together.. considering how many people never showed up here..

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Yeah. I'm glad I could meet you after everything, Jean. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

[ Maybe not this soon, sure, but having Jean by his side makes this place as good as heaven. Marco leans in for one more kiss, just pressing it lightly on Jean's cheek. ]

Maybe we can do this again? Somewhere more private...?