Marcus Flint (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} marcedflint) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2015-04-04 20:02:00 |
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Who: Roger and Marcus
What: Late night discussion
Where: Marcus' flat
When: Saturday, April 4, late night
Rating: TDB but possibly NSFW
With as late - or as early - as it was, Marcus should probably be sleeping. He probably even could, if he'd closed his eyes and tried, but he wasn't quite ready to succumb to slumber yet. Blinking his eyes didn't make the vision of Roger on the pillow next to him disappear like he'd been weirdly nervous it would, and he didn't bother stopping the small smile that cross his face as he looked at the younger man. After a couple of months of this, he was mostly past his disbelief about this relationship, but he was still grateful for it.
It was the first time they were really spending time together in Marcus' flat instead of Roger's, which he'd been nervous about at first, though he couldn't have explained exactly why. But things had gone without any trouble, and he was looking forward to cooking Roger breakfast tomorrow in his own kitchen, even if he had become rather familiar with the younger man's space recently. Reaching out, Marcus laid his arm over Roger's waist lightly, pulling himself a little closer, though there wasn't much space between them any way. Letting out a smile sigh of happiness, he considered how ridiculous that made him look before deciding he didn't care, too pleased with being here to be able to concern himself overly much with appearances.