Stupid Marcus. Stupid Beth.

[bubosquared]

One more drabble before bed. You know the drill. Marcus, side dish of Lee. Marcus mourns the dreadlocks, sort of.

sometimes

Sometimes he catches himself looking at Jordan, sees him reaching for his dreads, fingers grasping into thin air.

Sometimes, he wants to tell Jordan to grow them back, because he's not going out into the field again, so practicality isn't an issue anymore. Except, of course, Why would I care? He remembers how Jordan used to gasp when he pulled them. Seven years ago, but he remembers every detail.

Sometimes he wants to run his hand over Jordan's head, see what it feels like now. Except, of course, Jordan still flinches when he's touched, and Marcus hates Bole for that.

God, I hate them.

Comments

[deepsix.livejournal.com]

This has nothing to do with this post, but: there's some kid at my school named Jordan Lee. It is v. unsettling.

This has something to do with this post: Dreads! Aww. Pooooor Lee. What's up with the Marcus/Lee all of a sudden, anyway?

[andrush.livejournal.com]

*sobs hard* Yes... I hate them too. Because they are so fucking beautiful and painful.. and my god! LEE JORDAN AND MARCUS FLINT??!!! Where has my brain gone?!

*flails at you*
This is all your fault, you know.
*smooches you* Brilliant, love.

[tirisar.livejournal.com]

Fucking damn it. I think I've been converted.

[elfiepike.livejournal.com]

Marcus hates Bole for that.

;;

melle, can i have ten thousand of your little babies?

[dazzy.livejournal.com]

*adds Marcus/Lee to the list of pairings that break me*