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Marc couldn’t do it anymore; the pain was unbearable. Khonshu has been on his ass lately, not to mention the night patrols he’d do! God were people annoying. Could someone go one day without stealing some shit? Usually he's fine to cook dinner or let Steven do it, but then again when was the last time they had McDonalds?
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"What the fuck you want?" Marc muttered under his breath harshly to Steven's frantic pleas. Hopefully the cashier didn't hear him, he cringed at the thought, already thinking about his past experiences.
"Well, considering I'm.. you know vegan and all I thought maybe we could get something less.. meaty?" he twiddled his fingers and looked away, it's not like Marc could see him right now anyways. Marc held a disgusted face, but had the thought in mind. The worker watched him through all of this, absolutely confused at what was happening with this guy. After all, they've been standing here for a good five minutes. I mean who could blame them! Usually this was a quick one-two kind of thing. With at least two, or well three If you counted Khonshu, people telling what to do. It just makes deciding things harder.
"Ok so, I want one Big mac, 2 large fries, and a Salad-please hold the chicken" Marc grumbled out, already reaching for his wallet. It was all going to the same body anyways, so he really didn’t understand why Steven was always so persistent about it! He was going to have to talk about it later with him. The worker was a bit dazed after standing in silence for so long, but repeated the order back to them perfectly with no complaints. It was like music to his ears, finally they could stop talking about what they wanted. He sat at an empty table waiting for their order to be called.
"Sorry for the trouble Marc, you know- I like- yeah?" Steven gave an awkward smile, not knowing how to explain himself in the way he wanted. He was basically on the brink of embarrassment. He kind of looked like a kid coming up with an explanation after breaking a vase.
"Look Steven, it’s not that big of a deal. Though we will talk about this later" Marc scoffed at him, but was pleased with the boy’s apology. Steven sniffed, already wiping away whatever leaked out his eyes. Marc smiled having liked the idea of Steven getting so worked up about him being mad and all. It was kind of cute if you thought about it.
Their order was called prompting them to walk his ass over to the counter. He was greeted with a different worker than before, obviously. They were dressed in an average employee outfit, the only difference was his unbuttoned collar. The way the shirt exposed a part of his chest fed his growing desire. His eyes traced around the other's well built body. Each part of the man reminded him of Steven. Marc sighed, he could only wish Steven was like this. Standing in front of him with his pretty face. The thought alone made him hard.
After many 'Marcs' and 'you there's' by a worried Steven. Marc, now out of his thirsty fantasy, is back to the mundane reality he called life. He cleared his throat, quickly taking the bag out of the guy’s hand. Marc said his ‘Thank yous’ to the innocent worker while he swung out the doors.
With food acquired Marc b-lined to his car, keys ready in hand.
"I don't want to hear it Steven! just thinkin’ about it makes me sick" Marc turned his face staring at the concrete instead of facing his problem, a small blush already heating his face.
"Look, all I wanted to say was-was" Steven was stumped, how in the world, no why in the hell would Marc act like that? First of all, was Marc gay? The way he acted was not normal, It was straight up embarrassing. Though it did mean he had at least a chance with him. Second of all how the fuck was he going to bring this up to Marc. After all Marc did say he didn't want to hear it, but then again he should probably hear about it. The thoughts taunted him as he tried thinkin’ up a more reasonable answer. Nevertheless his thoughts ended up winning.
"Marc.. are you. uhm?" Steven spoke nervously, "gay?" he dragged out the last part still unsure whether the word was permitted to leave.
"..."
They stayed silent, both of them didn't dare to add on. It was like this for half the car ride.
"Marc, please just tell me?" He was really screwed now. Marc furrowed his brow through the rear view mirror, gripping the wheel ever so tightly.
"What if I am, Steven? Are you going to get up and leave me too?" his voice echoed through the car harshly. Tears pricking his eyes
Steven winced a little, unsure if he should keep going. By the time he decided not to, the words had already fallen out.
"I'm not going anywhere Marc! I mean where else do I have to go?" This was probably not the best time to joke around, but he wanted to lighten up the mood a little. After all, he did ask the worst question possible.
"Marc I-well" how was he gonna explain this mess? "I'm sorry if this was uncomfortable, but its okay to be…gay?" Steven was just making it worse! He just wanted to ball up and cry. The other bursted into tears, which was surprising. Marc wasn't the type to cry?
"Steven I'm sorry" Marc was sniffling and wiping his tears. Marc looked just like him when he cried. What a stupid thought, but it was enough to get Steven chuckling.
"What's so funny?" he started giggling through his cries, too overwhelmed to be mad at the other. Steven was able to keep some of his composure, letting him explain 'what was so funny' . Honestly the thought wasn't very funny especially when you saw what was happening before it. Though here they were giggling about something they only knew about. It was like a special moment only they were supposed to witness. The thought made him skip a beat, sending a light blush in his cheeks.
He was thankful for this moment, thankful for loving Steven, thankful for being an avatar. Marc knew it was crazy to think the latter; though if it wasn’t for Khonshu this would have never happened. He looked at the starry night sky, the cool wind blowing at his face. After what's been going on lately there hasn’t been much to laugh about. Marc wished Steven was like this everyday, all giggly and happy. He wanted this moment to last forever.
With their laughs mulling over they drove back in peaceful silence. Marc glanced at the rear view mirror occasionally to check on Steven. He really couldn’t get enough of him, the way he looked at him. So loving and caring, he’s basically everything he could want in a man! It felt like he was falling in love all over again. With a relieved sigh he spoke again.
"Steven I think I like you"
"Yeah who doesn't?" he smiled warmly at the boy
"No like... you know" Marc did his weird hand gestures hoping to get his point across. This was probably the worst time to confess, but with impulse in the air he might as well tell him. Marc waited for an answer. He smiled through the mirror at a confused Steven, god was he cute.
"Oh!"
There it was, Steven had finally realized what he was trying to get at. Marc wasn't too worried about the boy's response. Whatever it was he could only hope it was good.
Steven gave an awkward laugh, avoiding eye contact once again. “Me too”
A blank stare met with the other’s eyes.
If Marc was being honest with himself, he really wasn't expecting that. Sure a small part of him thought Steven would agree. Though the much larger part of him wholeheartedly thought Steven would say no . I mean he already had an excuse for it if it didn't work. With excitement kindled in his heart, Marc smiled brightly at the other, getting a coy look in response.
“What's with that look?” an unsure look on his face
“Just happy” Marc looked back at the road, letting the feeling simmer within him.