Justin smoothly put his tongue into the mouth of Marcos. He was glad they had found each other a year ago and even happier the realized their feelings for one another. But most of all he was proud that they were making up for the fight they had just had. He never wanted to have to be separated from Marcos especially all that they had been through together.
Marcos moaned into the kiss, practically melting where he was. He was happy that they could still be like this, be close after everything that happened between them. And gosh, Justin’s lips are so darn soft…
Justin let out a little moan. His body was moving without his brain telling him to do so. He picked up Marcos and walked him over to the bed, not stopping the kiss. He gently placed Marcos on the bed.
Marcos pulled Justin onto the bed with him, melting with every second. Pink dusted his face in a small blush he pulled away just a little, “Do you- You weren’t- You promise you weren’t lying? That you really forgive me?” He whispered, dazed by Justin’s handsome features.
(PS, I was rereading and just wanted to add in an apology because autocorrect HATES me and I never see it until like three days later big oof)
Justin propped himself up on his hands, leaning over Marcos. “I promise I was telling the truth. What I said was all true. We’ve learned the hard way about lying.” Justin leaned down and pecked Marcos on the lips.
(I understand what you mean about autocorrect and not seeing it for a while later. It happens to me all the time and I hate it.)
Marcos smiled a little, reaching a hand up to brush Justin’s cheek softly. “You’re lovely, you know… I don’t deserve you.” Marcos whispered, his hand moving to trace Justin’s soft lips over and over again.
Justin smiles as Marcos traces his lips. “I don’t deserve you…” Justin looked in the eyes of Marcos, endearingly. “You are too perfect for me…”
“You weren’t the one who was a thief,” Marcos pointed out with a smile of his own, mesmerized by everything about Justin. I’m so lucky and fortunate to have met him…
“That doesn’t matter anymore.” Justin smiled out, happy that it was true. “You’ve changed. At least you said you will. You will always continue to be perfect to me.”
Marcos closed his eyes, happily tugging Justin a bit closer to tuck his head where Justin’s shoulder and neck connected. He hummed softly, feeling completely safe and relaxed in Justin’s arms.
Justin wrapped his arms around Marcos and kissed his temple. Justin closed his eyes and was listen to the slow pattern of Marcos breathing. He found it soothing.
Marcos found himself slowly dozing off and falling asleep in Justin’s arms comfortably. He had just felt so safe with Justin, he trusted him more than anything after all that had happened. He slept peacefully listening to Justin’s pulse as each second passed.
Justin slowly found himself dozing off. He didn’t fight it, knowing Marcos was a safe place to be. Justin brought Marcos closer to him in his sleep.
Marcos awoke hours later, at first slightly panicked to find himself in another’s arms. He relaxed when he realized it was just Justin, and he replayed memories from before he fell alseep. Marcos nuzzled into Justin, smiling fondly knowing that everything was alright.
Justin was still asleep when Marcos awoke. He felt Marcos shifting a little and subconsciously pulled him closer. He smiled when he could hear his heartbeat.
Marcos happily inched closer to Justin, running a hand through his hair. He pulled a blanket more on top of them with his telekinesis, feeling slightly strange using his powers in front of Justin for the first time.
Justin shifted a little when Marcos put the blanket on them. He cracked an eye open seeing Marcos was awake. “Good morning.” He voice was still busked from sleep.
“Morning, love,” Marcos whispered softly, brushing a finger down Justin’s jawline. He’s so perfect and adorable when he sleeps… “Did you sleep well?” He asked quietly, smiling a little bit.
Justin smiled as Marcos touched his jawline. Oh, how he loved Marcos touching him. “I slept well. How about you?”
“I slept nice… You were really warm…” He blushed slightly, looking away shyly. And we’ll get to snuggle together every night when we get a house together… If that’s still going to happen after everything…
“That’s good.” Justin looked around the room, trying to get a sense of what time it was. “Just imagine when we get a house what it’ll be like then…”
A tingle of warmth lit inside Marcos’ chest when he heard the words, and he rested his head over Justin’s heart just to listen. But his doubts demanded to be voiced, so he whispered, barely more than silent, “Are you sure you still want to live with me?”
“I’m cuddling with you right now. What about that says I don’t want to live with you?” Justin looked down at Marcos. He knew Marcos would still have those concerns but he just wished that since it was a new day that they could just forget what happened yesterday. It looked like that wasn’t going to happen.
“You’re right, you’re right,” He sighed then smiled, “I just- I’m just so happy, I’m waiting for my luck to run out,” Marcos moved his hands to tangle into Justin’s soft hair, smiling a little bit more.
“It’s not going to run out anytime soon.” Justin smiled as Marcos played with his hair. “It’s o my going to run out when I die.”
Marcos pushed Justin playfully, “Don’t be so morbid!” He leaned close to peck him on the lips before pulling away and finally swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing, “Alright, we should really get up by now, though.”
“I’m not being morbid.” Justin stood up after Marcos. He wrapped his arms around Marcos. “Do we have to get up? Can’t we just sit in bed in cuddle?” Justin smiled with hope.
Marcos smiled warmly when Justin’s arms came around him. He sighed happily, sapping off of Justin’s warmth. “I should get my resume cleaned up if I want to get a job eventually…” But he couldn’t pull away, rather he rested his head on Justin’s shoulder and breathed him in.
“Can’t we just work on it in bed…?” Justin mumbled into Marcos’ hair. He just wanted to cuddle with Marcos a little more. “We can cuddle and work… that would be fun… wouldn’t you like that?”