For Maxxie (Sept. 7th)

[quite_a_delight]

They hadn't spoken in a few days.

He'd spent that time, every free moment, stubbornly not thinking about the boy who'd already managed to claim a hut just a short stroll from his, not thinking about his dead best friend. His dead ex-boyfriend, who wasn't quite so dead, anymore. He had things to fill the time-- his classes and his jobs, and the

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[dancin_maxxie]

ShitIt's an open relationship. They can each do whatever, and whomever, the fuck they want. That's not why Maxxie panics for one heart-stopping, frozen moment when he hears Marshall outside his room. No, he's panicking because he's just taken a shower after fucking around with Marshall's ex-only-not-boyfriend and he swears he still smells like Lionel

[quite_a_delight]

"Hey," Marshall said, stepping further inside but still hovering near the doorway, his eyes flicking down over Maxxie's bare chest and his lips twitching with amusement.

"I was in the neighborhood," he said, and there was something just subtly off about the way Maxxie was acting, but Marshall was distracted enough that he hardly noticed.

"I was going to come by the other day, I just..." He shrugged.

[dancin_maxxie]

"Abandoned me for something incredibly exciting like schoolwork or filming strangers?" Maxxie supplies. His words are shaky still, almost breathless in a way, but he gets his footing before the sentence is even done.

He leaves the dresser, and the collection of shirts, and saunters over to Marshall, forcing himself to be calm. He doesn't know for sure how long Marshall's known Lionel's around, but he figures he has to know. He probably needs a friend, or a distraction, right now, and Maxxie's both.

He slips his arms over Marshall's shoulders and kisses him lightly. "It's good to see you," Maxxie murmurs, lingering by his lips.

[quite_a_delight]

Confusion flickered across his face, but only briefly, a fleeting line between his brows, that smoothed away when Maxxie's lips brushed his. He seemed... nervous, in a way Marshall wasn't sure he'd ever seen him.

"You too," Marshall murmured, a hand lifting to frame the side of Maxxie's face. "No strangers, today."