“Y-You!” True, he never told Marcos outright, but it was heavily implied, and that really didn’t matter, “J-Justin,” Marcos pleaded, Maybe it was for comfort, maybe it was for more definite reaction, who knows, but Marcos finally met Justin’s eyes, his own eyes filled with tears and hopelessness.
"Did I never tell you about that?" Justin laughed slightly under pressure.
“Justin, please just get it over with,” It already hurt to much, why was Justin dragging it out? Marcos’s hands shook slightly and more tears seemed to babe summoned to his face.
"Well… I'm gay, if you haven't guessed that by now." Justin noticed Marcos. "Why are you crying?"
Marcos looked at Justin confused, his tears suddenly stopping though his lip still wobbled, “W-What?” He felt somewhat numb, not letting himself believe for a moment that he could be with Justin.
"Gay, as in I like guys and not girls."
Marcos flung himself at Justin, digging his face into Justin’s shoulder. Gosh that little comfort, even if Justin still didn’t like him, he just needed someone to hold him, someone to be there if only for a few moments.
Justin was surprised at the sudden action, but hugged back.
“I’m sorry I like you,” Marcos murmured in Justin’s shoulder, not even caring about the hospital gown thing anymore. He just needed Justin to reject or like him back, he just needed to hear it.
"Why do you need to be sorry about liking me? You can't control it."
“But you don’t like me back and it’s awkward now,” Marcos pulled away dejectedly, curling in on himself. He thought it was implied enough that he just needed to say it aloud.
“Who said I didn’t like you?” Justin tried to uncurl Marcos.
“But you didn’t say you liked me either,” Marcos pouted, but slowly uncurled. He wished Justin would hug him or just hold him or something, gosh, Marcos needed something. Just a definite reaction, as if to confirm that his hopes weren’t just being raised for nothing.
"Why wouldn't I like you? You are the most likable person I know." Justin moved closer to Marcos on the bed.
“But not like that, like… like like me? You already had a crush, the one you were going to invite for dinner,” Marcos started crying again, gosh he cried so easily, and pushed his face into his pillow so Justin wouldn’t see how much of a mess he was.
"I wasn't going to invite anyone. I was just going to have my sister come over if you brought someone. I like you. You are my crush."
Marcos’s face was a puffy mess when he looked up, “Really?” Marcos pulled Justin over faster than a heartbeat and nearly tugged Justin on top of him just to hug him. All this hoping wasn’t for nothing. Marcos nuzzled his face into Justin’s neck.
"Yes." Justin said as he was pulled ontop of Marcos. "Be careful. I don't want to hurt you."
Marcos didn’t heed Justin’s words, just snuggling tighter despite his ribs aching slightly, “I love you I love you I love you,” He murmured into Justin’s neck, closing his eyes and savoring the comfort.
Justin used his arms to prop him up, not wanting to crush him. "We can snuggle when you get out of here. I don't to crush you."
Marcos stretched his neck up, not even caring, only inches away from Justin, they’re noses almost touching. Marcos breathed, “Can I kiss you?”
Justin didn't answer he only closed the distance between them, putting his lips on Marcos'.
Marcos’ tongue flicked at Justin’s lower lip in question as he deepened to kiss, almost moaning. He needed this, he needed love.
Justin opened his mouth allowing Marcos' tongue into his mouth
Marcos moaned, his tongue dancing as he kissed Justin. It was a beautiful harmony between them, and Marcos loved it. He reached his hands up and curled them around Justin’s head. It was so perfect and- A nurse coughed pointedly in the corner of the room.
Justin sat up out of shock. He tried to act as nothing happened but it was hard not to smile. I just kissed Marcos. I JUST KISSED MARCOS!
Marcos didn’t even care the nurse was there, he just kept on staring at Justin’s lips. The nurse walked over holding a pitcher of water and a glass, filling the glass up as if she saw nothing, despite Justin sitting very close to him. Gosh, I just kissed Justin. Marcos was elated, wanting to kiss Justin again but he was dehydrated. So he took the glass and downed the whole thing, which made the nurse refill it, leaving the pitcher next to them with a farewell of, “Do be careful, you’re still recovering from surgery and all that.”
Justin watched the nurse filling up the cup. When she left Justin knew she was right. “She’s right, you are still recovering and need to take it easy.”
Marcos made a pouting face, “But Justin, all my hopes and dreams just came true, can’t I celebrate a little?” The way how Marcos downed his second cup of water betrayed him, but gosh he was thirsty.
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