a/n: suuuuuuuper short jeanmarco story based on a prompt from the "imagineyourotp" blog on tumblr

i couldn't resist and i just want these two to be happy goddammit

so yeah enjoy y'all

a-far-off-memory

"This is nice."

Jean turned his head to look at his boyfriend, finding him staring up at the night sky with a soft smile on his face. The billions of stars above them were reflected in his toffee colored eyes, making them shine even more than usual. Jean thought that the stars were kinda like Marco's freckles, decorating the night sky like those little brown dots decorated his cheeks.

The blond hummed in agreement, snuggling closer. "Fucking cold, though."

Chuckling softly, Marco wrapped an arm around him, drawing him even closer and pulling the blanket tighter around them with the other hand while kissing his boyfriend's forehead. "Don't be such a baby. Enjoy the country stars, we never see anything like this in the city..."

"True," Jean mumbled in agreement, pressing his cold nose into Marco's neck and snorting when the taller male jumped in response. "Doesn't change the fact that it's freezing out here."

Marco smiled fondly at him. "You sure complain a lot. This was your idea, remember?" he teased.

The blond released an indignant "hmph," pouting. "Punch me next time I get an idea." He shifted, trying to get comfortable. "Fuck, I never realized how uncomfortable this would be," he mumbled.

The dark-haired boy shook his head in amusement. "What did you expect? Truck beds aren't meant to be comfortable, Jean," he pointed out. "Get more pillows from the front."

"I didn't expect it to be this bad," he huffed, scowling. "And I'm too lazy to get up. Fuck, my nose is gonna freeze off—"

He was silenced swiftly when Marco's mouth covered his own, cutting off his complaint. A shudder, this one not from the cold, rippled through his body, and he curled into Marco's side even more to deepen the kiss.

When they broke apart a moment later, Jean raised a brow. "What was that for?"

Marco shrugged, grinning. "You were talking too much. Just enjoy the scenery, the quiet, the stars..."

Sighing, the blond allowed his eyes to drift upwards to the millions of stars, gaze instantly softening. "I suppose it is kind of nice..."

The brown-eyed boy chuckled, nuzzling his nose against Jean's. "Exactly."

Jean scowled halfheartedly, eyes fond as he brushed Marco's hair back. "Smug bastard."

Laughing softly, Marco pulled him down for another kiss, murmuring "Love you too, Jean," before pressing their lips together once more.

a/n: these idiots are ruining my life i s2g

so yeah there it is

no sadness

just happy gays

check out my other jeanmarco oneshot for more happy gays, as well as my other stories

they're full of happy gays i promise

afom out~