Prompt Post 3
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But Esca quickly discovered there was another side to Marcus too. A side that listened to pop music, and avoided stepping on worms after a rainstorm, and liked to fall asleep on Esca's bed after a long day of classes. The goth thing seemed to be a mask for something, and Esca didn't ask what that might be because it didn't matter. He'd grown accustomed to the strange looks he received when he hung out with Marcus, and those didn't matter either because Esca liked Marcus. He was interesting, and surprisingly funny, and Esca sort of enjoyed the unexplained brooding.
Marcus was weird and different, and Esca was a big fan of weird and different.
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“Was I snoring?”
“Nah, I was just trying to imagine you at the beach.”
“What the hell?” Marcus laughed and rubbed his eye, smearing black across his cheek. “Why?”
Esca pointed at Marcus's neck, where his freckles disappeared below his shirt. “You've got freckles.”
Marcus frowned and wrapped a hand around his collar, effectively covering his skin. “Stop watching me while I sleep.”
“Stop falling asleep in my room then.”
“Fine, I'll go sleep at my place.”
But Marcus made no motion to leave. He simply turned onto his side, watching as Esca sorted his notes from an earlier lecture, and drifted back to sleep a few minutes later. Esca waited until Marcus's hand slipped away from his collar and took the opportunity to take another look. There were faded lines where Marcus hadn't spread the white makeup quite far enough and Marcus's olive skin was starting to peek through, and his chest appeared to be sprinkled with dark little freckles.
Esca couldn't take his eyes off them.
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Moremoremoremore, please :D
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Because, if so, YES. :D
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“You're not actually going to wear that, are you?”
“I was considering it,” Esca replied, glancing down at his black t-shirt as he continued holding the door for Marcus. “Think I should wear something else?”
“No.” Marcus brushed past Esca and took a seat on his bed. “It's just weird.”
“Because I'm wearing black?”
“Because you're dressed like me.”
“Marcus,” Esca laughed, closing the door and turning back to his mirror, “it's Halloween.”
“Yeah, but you're still dressed like me.”
Esca stared at Marcus in the mirror, waiting until Marcus looked up. “I can change if it's bothering you.”
“Nah,” Marcus muttered, watching as Esca applied black eyeliner. “It's cool.”
Esca had managed to convince Marcus to come with him to his dorm Halloween party. Marcus was becoming a familiar face on Esca's floor, although he rarely spoke to anyone besides Esca, and since it was a Saturday Esca knew Marcus would likely be in his room anyway. Marcus couldn't refuse.
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Marcus was still watching him in the mirror. “What.”
“You should dress like me tonight. It'd be hilarious.”
Marcus couldn't mask the look of amused horror on his face. “That's not happening.”
“Come on!” Esca left the mirror and grabbed a few scarves, tossing them in Marcus's direction. “It'd be funny.”
Marcus grabbed the scarves before they hit the floor, absentmindedly wrapping them around his left hand. “Not happening.”
“Please, god, it'd be amazing.” Esca rifled through a pile of clothes before pulling out his favorite coat and handing it to Marcus. “You have to wear this.”
“I'm not wearing that,” Marcus said, eying the furry brown coat. “A yak had to die to make that coat.”
Esca laughed. “It's synthetic.”
“It's fucking awful.”
Esca tossed the coat over Marcus's shoulders. “I love this coat.”
“I've noticed, but that--” Marcus fell silent as Esca stepped between his knees and wrapped two scarves around his neck.
“Marcus, come on,” Esca begged, his fingers adjusting the fabric against Marcus's skin, “it's Halloween.”
“Fine.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, but I guarantee this coat won't fit me.”
“Alright,” Esca left the bedside, searching for something in his room. “I have something else that will work.”
Marcus sat quietly, touching the colorful scarves and then lifting the cuff of Esca's coat to his face. “This smells like you.”
“I'm glad to hear I smell like the dead yak coat,” Esca laughed as he crossed the room, holding something in his hand.
“That's not what I meant--” Marcus began, falling silent again as Esca slipped a pair of over-sized black glasses onto his face.
“There,” Esca said, examining Marcus. “Perfect.”
Esca wore the glasses on an almost daily basis, and Marcus squinted suspiciously as he looked through them. “Aren't these prescription?”
“No,” Esca pulled them off and wiped them with the bottom of his t-shirt before slipping them back on Marcus's face. “I don't need them, I just like the way they look.”
Marcus glanced down at himself, before staring up at Esca through the big black glasses. “Happy?”
“Fucking ecstatic,” Esca replied with a grin. He pulled the coat off Marcus's shoulders and tossed it on the bed. “Let's go, hipster.”
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OK, there you go:
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In retrospect, Marcus probably shouldn't have slept in make-up :D
Oh, and I used the base photo from the same set as the cleaned up Marcus version, so that we'll be able to put them together at the end and make you, dear AA, a decent poster for the story :D
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Thank you!
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