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The air outside of the toy store was chilled with the fresh snow floating down. Harry rubbed his hands together to warm them before asking Marv what they should do with the rest of the day before the heist.
" Well you did promise to take me to central park zoo. ", Marv said with a smile.
Harry had completely forgotten about that promise. It was the only reason he was able to convince Marv to break out before the prison gift exchange. He looks up at Marv, The man who has stood beside him all these years. Even two stays in prison hadn't broken Marv's loyalty to him. The least he could do was take him to the zoo.
" Okay lets do it! ", Harry says and starts to lead the way.
" Really!? ", Marv gasps.
" Don't make me change my mind Marv. ", Harry warned.
He could hear Marv following him instantly.
The zoo wasn't too far and when they arrived it thankfully was not crowded. Harry did not want to get caught just because Marv wanted to see a penguin. Speaking of Marv, the man has not quit smiling since they got here. Harry lets Marv lead the way so he can watch him enjoy this.
Marv takes them trough every animal exhibit and looks back at Harry as he coos over each animal to make sure that the older man is seeing them too. Harry tries his best to smile back, its the least Marv deserves. They save the penguins for last, after all they're the reason for this trip. Marv's smile softens at the sight of his favorite animal.
Harry watches him and that is when it really hits him. Hits him right in the face that Marv smiles at him the same way. He smiles at Harry like he does the penguins. The penguins are his favorite. Harry is his favorite.
Harry has known this for a long time now if he would just be honest with himself. He knew it was true the moment Marv joined him in this life a crime. He knew it when Marv helped him hide his tears with his wife left him while he was in prison for the first time. He knew it when they broke into the McCallister home last year and suffered injuries they never expected.
Marv kept checking up on Harry even as he himself took more damage. When they were caught and sent back to prison Marv nursed him back to health in the privacy of their cell. He knew it when Marv agreed to escape with him even though he had been looking forward to the prison gift exchange for the last three months.
He was Marv's favorite person and Marv was his only person. He looked back at Marv who was trying to get a baby penguin to notice him by clicking at it like it was a cat. marv wasn't the brightest crayon in the box but he had a heart of gold and suddenly Harry was so grateful he had found himself a place there. He smiled and started clicking at the penguin along with Marv.
They eventually leave the zoo and start heading back to the toy store. Harry has a penguin necklace he nicked for Marv in his pocket and all is right with the world. The he sees it. A brown back pack sporting a very unforgettable name and he sees red as he starts to charge at the now nine year old Kevin McCallister. Marv's hand stops him in his tracks.
" Harry, hes not worth it. stick to the plan. ", The taller man whisperers in his ear.
" Marv, I have to. ", Harry grits.
" You don't. ", Marv insists.
" He branded me Marv! ", Harry almost yells as he waves his palm in Marv's direction.
The scarred tissue is stark and raised and the M glares at he and Marv. Marv takes his hand softly and Harry's persistence starts to fade.
" Don't think of it as a M for McCallister, think of it as a M for Marv. ", Marv whispers with a shy smile.
Harry should yell, punch Marv and grab the brat but instead he gasps as memories, years worth, of Marv by his side run trough his brain. Harry's hand grips Marv's in return as he moves in close. He knows this could ruin everything but this could also be the best score of his career if it works out.
" M for Marv huh? because I'm yours? does that mean I can call you mine? ", Harry says more smoothly than he feels.
" Harry, what? ", Marv starts just as Harry leans up on his toes and stops just shy of touching his lips to Marv's.
" Can I kiss you marv? ", Harry asks.
" If you want to. ", Marv stutters out but he is smiling.
Harry smiles back and leans the rest of the way in. The kiss is short and chaste and its not fireworks. Its warm like coming home. He pulls back slowly and Marv chases his lips. He kisses the taller man once more before whispering.
" M for Marv's. I like the sound of that, I like it a lot. "