MarcoxreaderxJean-Savoir ch.1

You walked to the little shack you called a house for you had lost everything. You went from having a wonderful life to rock bottom. You made it under the tatter cover, you had propped up with two poles you found on the ground. You looked around seeing that rain started to pour out. You curled in a ball knowing you were going to end this way. As you were thinking a pair of boots came your way. Suddenly like magic the rain stopped over your head. You looked up at the shadow above you, there was a man standing over you with a faint smile on his face. “Are you okay?” He asked his sweet voice lifted your hopes up. A ray of sun light came down showing the well tan boy in front of you. The only thing that threw you off was his freckles on his face. They looked the star consolations in the night sky.

He held out his hand signaling you to take it so he could help you. You took his hand and he pulled you up to your feet “I’m Marco Bodt, and your name?” You blinked at the sudden question. “O-oh! it’s __________....” You looked off in space for a minute. Marco looked over at your so called “home” that you had made. “Do you live here?” You gave him a soft nod not really wanting to admit it. Marco frowned a bit but soon gained another smile. “Come live with me then!” Your eyes widen this guy you just met want you to come live with him. “A-are you sure? I’m don’t want to be a burden.” He shook his head. “I wouldn’t nor would my friend Jean.” He smiled cheerfully. You smiled back and hugged him softly tears welling in your eyes.

He took your hand and led you too a little farm house that was on a farm. Marco reached in his pockets and got a key out. Unlocking the door he swung it open and called out Jean’s name. No answer. “Well, I guess he’s still working..” Marco sighed and took off his jacket. “Oh! Wait here!” He ran up stairs of the little farm house. You looked around, seeing that it wasn’t what you were expecting be it was a nice home. A picture caught your eyes, it was of him and another boy. The other boy must be Jean, their in a training camp together. There are other people in the picture but you have no clue who these other people were. You heard feet come down the stairs again and you quickly put the picture back in it’s place.

Marco handed you some clothes “I know, it’s not much. Their some of my old clothes so sorry if their a little big on you. You should get cleaned up and I’ll get dinner started okay?” You gave him a soft nod. You ran up the stairs and walked down the small hall of the second floor. You reached the bathroom, seeing a very old age tub in the bathroom. You turned on the water and waited it to get luke water, just the way you like it. You sat in the tub and almost drifted off into sleep in the tub. You washed your body and your hair, rinsing away the bubbles from your eyes.

You stepped out the tub to dry off, when you heard the door open again. There was another voice that rang through. “Marco! I’m home!” it was a little deeper then Marco’s. “I’m in the kitchen Jean!” You heard Marco’s voice. The person that came in must be Jean the “Roommate” that Marco told you about when he found you. The yelling suddenly became into a silent chatter between them. You put on the clothes that Marco gave you. The shirt was a little longer then your fingers. The pants that he gave you were actually shorts on him. They fit you a little loosely but not that loose. You walked down the stairs slowly you didn’t know if they were talking still. You peek down the stairs and see that they were sitting down. Marco sees you “Oh! There you are I thought you feel asleep in the bathroom.” He laughed. Your face went a little red from him.

Jean smiled and pushed his chair away that he was sitting on. You looked at the tall slender man in front of you. He was few inches shorter then Marco but he was nice looking. He had a faint tan coming up and had a face of a horse. You gave a puzzling look before smiling. Jean blinked before his cheeks going pink and turning back to Marco. Marco laughed as Jean tried to hush him his face turning more red. You giggled at the two friends rough housing. Jean was on top of Marco as Marco laid there defenseless from Jean tickling his body. “J-jean!! Hahaha!!! S-stop!!!” He laughed and giggled. Jean smirked “Maybe if you laughed hard enough your freckles will fall off.” He teased Marco by those words.

Marco suddenly caught Jean off guard pinning him to the floor, poking his sides softly. Jean’s body twisted and turned as he laughed his ass on. He was more sensitive then Marco was with tickling him. You giggled and decided to join in with the fun, with Marco and Jean. You jumped onto Marco’s back and Marco fell back as you held Marco around the chest tightly. “Hold him right there!” Jean smirk before running his fingers up Marco’s neck. Marco cringed and tried to hold in a laugh, Jean did it again. Marco cracked out a soft laugh before he started to do it over and over. Marco tried to roll on the floor but was being held by you.

Despite how hard you held on you were getting dragged by Marco with every action. Jean laughed and said “You look like a noodle getting dragged by freckle jesus here.” Marco face turn red and he punched Jean in the arm. “I told you not to call me that!!” You bursted out laughing. “Why do that call you freckle jesus?” You wiped the tears form the eyes. You thought was a joke before he took off his button down shirt off. There you saw a sea of freckles that painted his whole body. You stopped in your words and nearly choked on them.

Marco laughed and put his shirt back on “Amazed like everyone.” Jean smiled. “Not everyone is bless with your sea of freckles.” Marco cocked an eyebrow. “And not everyone is blessed to look like a horse now are they?” Jean lost his words. “bbbbuuurrrrnnnnnnn..” You softly said before they both laughed at each other. Smiling at them the night was filled with laugher and a good meal. You saw Jean go outside and come back with his hands filled with chopped wood.  He took the chopped wood and lit on fire in the fire place. He sat in front of the fire and patted the wood next to him. Marco  sat down next to him and laid on his shoulder.

You smiled seeing the two next to the fire, they must be lovers or something. They were always with each other and did everything together it was cute. You grabbed the dishes and started to wash them, Letting Jean and Marco have their moment together. Marco looked over and suddenly notice you doing dishes. “Ah! Let me help you with the dishes.” He abruptly got up and left Jean. Jean smiled and watched as Marco you clean the stacks of dishes. He explain to you that he never had the time to do dishes because they were mainly swamped with work. You happy to help them, they were both young like you so they’re still trying to get their life on a straighter pace then now. Marco dried the dishes and Jean decided to help and put the dishes up.

You made faint yawn signaling that you were sleepy. Marco laughed “Tired? There’s another room down the hall to the right. You can sleep there.” You nodded and walked up the stairs once more. Jean had went up stairs earlier to take a shower. When you got  to the top of the stairs you heard a faint voice. You walked to the bathroom door there you put your ear to the door. Jean was singing in the bathroom, it was a nice song if you could make out the words he was singing. You heard him get out and you ran to the room told you about. Jean looked out the bathroom and looked around, not seeing anything he shrugged his shoulders.

You looked around the little room that was covered with a layer of dust. You open the window letting the cool crispy summer wind fill the room. You move the covers and laid in the bed, falling slowly asleep. Jean walked out in his towel around his waist and walked down the stairs once more. “Marco was that you I heard listening to me sing in the bathroom?” Marco shook his head. With a slight giggle in his voice he replied “Jean if i caught you singing your face would be cherry red.” Jean rubbed the back of his head. Jean hugged Marco before returning up the stairs and getting dress. He fell onto the bed and fell asleep there like that on the bed.

Marco how was still down stair finished his daily chores before relaxing in the bathroom. The only time he could have “Marco time” with himself. Marco took in a deep breath and sunk deeper in the water. Closing his eyes slightly he stretched hearing his own back pop. Marco open his eyes again and stared at the ceiling and thought about if he made the right decision. Bringing you in on a short notice with him and Jean. Maybe you could help around the house while him and jean went into the town to work. Even though that Jean and him were a little more the “roommates” to put it like that. Marco shook the negative thoughts out his head and went to bed with Jean already sleeping like a log.