[Marco awoke pretty easily from the slightest disturbances. It was a bird reflex he had trouble truly curbing and since it would probably save his family's lives a dozen times over, it wasn't one he had a strong desire to suppress either. So it was that he woke up fairly early and tried to check the time via his window. Which was disorienting. Where the hell was he? It wasn't the Moby Dick, but he'd gotten used to sleeping in Luceti, not his burned up ship.
And this was not his apartment.
The window was on the wrong side and while the amount of books was certainly a familiar thing, the locations weren't and--
Oh holy shit he was in Robin's bed.
Marco just froze in place as he the last week flooded him.
....
He'd been snuggled by boobs and too small to understand the glory of that.
He wasn't sure if that was an amazing thing he should just appreciate even happened, or if it was completely fair to be frustrated over the obviously missed opportunity.
And uh speaking of which. What the hell should he do about his girlfriend in bed next to him?
Shit shit shit. This was the Straw-Hat house and he had brothers to look after -- and actually that was okay, because they wouldn't know he was back to adult yet. But still.
He should probably get out of there before Robin's crew woke up at least, right?
Hell if Marco knew. He didn't like the idea of leaving her without saying anything and just disappearing. Especially not given the way he'd last spoken to her when he was an adult. He definitely couldn't do that to her again.
He focused on breathing steadily to calm down and take stock of his situation and bent over to kiss her cheek.]
Thank you for putting up with me, eh? [Quietly whispered.]
[She probably wouldn't hear as she was still asleep, but he wanted to say it anyway. Not just for the week and the way he left, but all the times in between as well. She was the best and damn she deserved better than him.]
Luceti / August 18th Morning
And this was not his apartment.
The window was on the wrong side and while the amount of books was certainly a familiar thing, the locations weren't and--
Oh holy shit he was in Robin's bed.
Marco just froze in place as he the last week flooded him.
....
He'd been snuggled by boobs and too small to understand the glory of that.
He wasn't sure if that was an amazing thing he should just appreciate even happened, or if it was completely fair to be frustrated over the obviously missed opportunity.
And uh speaking of which. What the hell should he do about his girlfriend in bed next to him?
Shit shit shit. This was the Straw-Hat house and he had brothers to look after -- and actually that was okay, because they wouldn't know he was back to adult yet. But still.
He should probably get out of there before Robin's crew woke up at least, right?
Hell if Marco knew. He didn't like the idea of leaving her without saying anything and just disappearing. Especially not given the way he'd last spoken to her when he was an adult. He definitely couldn't do that to her again.
He focused on breathing steadily to calm down and take stock of his situation and bent over to kiss her cheek.]
Thank you for putting up with me, eh? [Quietly whispered.]
[She probably wouldn't hear as she was still asleep, but he wanted to say it anyway. Not just for the week and the way he left, but all the times in between as well. She was the best and damn she deserved better than him.]