Hogwarts AU

[sokye]

the hogwarts meme

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Marcus smiles a little and pulls the quilt over them pulling Sean's arm around him a little more and closing his eyes. "Yeah, gotta get up and make sure everything really is cleaned up, before Olle's parents get home." He says with another yawn as he starts slipping into a slight doze.

[brooklynishere]

Spot makes a vague noise that was probably something like agreement, burying his face in Marcus' shoulder as he yawns.

"'k. G'night." he mumbles, snuggling even closer.

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It feels good, it makes Marcus warm inside even as he's falling asleep, he sleeps well only jerking awaking a few times.

Marcus wakes up around 8 like he normally does his body craving a run like it does most mornings. He sits up hair all over the place and scrubs a hand over his face. He looks over and grins a little when he sees Sean.

[brooklynishere]

Spot makes a vague grumbling noise when he feels Marcus shift beside him, his arm falling away as Marcus sits up.

He just rolls over and burrows deeper under the quilt.

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Marcus leans in and smiles a little and plants a kiss on Sean's cheek before blowing a raspberry there. "Come for a run with me." He laughs rolling out of the bed pulling off his tank top and pulling on a Slythin quidditch shirt and a pair of basketball shorts digging around the piles of stuff he has to pack for school, for his running sneakers.

[brooklynishere]

Spot grumbles, batting him away after the raspberry and shoving his head under the quilt instead.

Then he lowered it again and cracked one eye open to glare at Marcus.

"A run? Are you insane? What time is it?"

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"7:30." He says dropping his sneakers and flopping across the bed partly on Sean, tugging at the quilt. "You're a quidditch player you tellin' me you don't train in the offseason." He sounds amused and aghast at the same time.

[brooklynishere]

"First of all why the fuck am I awake you actual lunatic," he grumbled, "it's not running itself I object to, I just usually waited until there was actually a point getting out the house. No use wasting the few blessed hours of peace I got while he was still snoring his way through the morning."

Running had been the closest thing to training he could do during the summer, though he hadn't had the best shoes for it.

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"Because I thought you'd want to go for a run with me, I try to get like 4 miles in the morning." He says fingers curling around the edge of the quilt and tugging it so he can smile right in Sean's face. He huffs and gives Sean another kiss, "Fine you stay in be." He says sitting up again and pulling on his sneakers and making sure they are laced and tied tight.

[brooklynishere]

"Don't think you can emotionally manipulate me into being awake at this godforsaken hour." Spot accuses after the kiss, and that stupid attractive smile, how dare he.

In case you haven't noticed, Marcus, your boyfriend is not a morning person.

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"Not trying to emotionally manipulate you." He says tensing a little before he stands up and running through some stretches. "I'll be back in an hour or so." He looks over his shoulder and tries to smile a little. "See if I can pick up breakfast on the run back."

[brooklynishere]

"Hey," Spot pushes himself up onto his elbows, frowning slightly. "I was just teasing, I don't- I wasn't- I just really like you, you're hard to resist, okay?"

The last thing he wants to do is mess this up so quickly, so despite how difficult it is for him to be even remotely emotionally vulnerable, he's trying.

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"Just..." He lets out a slow breath, he's 16 he doesn't know what to say to this kind of crap... "I just don't like people saying shit like that." Is the best way he can think to put it. He doesn't know how to say I'm terrified of becoming my father, at least not to another living breathing soul right now.

"Oliver's probably lifting in the barn, he can't keep up with me, Percy is probably studying somewhere." He smiles relaxing a little, he like Sean he didn't want to fuck this up, but he had a lot of shit going on, so it made him worry he would. "You can use my shit to work on the transfiguration assignment until I get back." He suggests."Or you can just roll over and go back to sleep." He laughs.

[brooklynishere]

"Okay," Spot nods, and he can't totally figure out Marcus' reasons but he can figure out well enough that even joking about it might feel serious to him, and that's all Spot needs to not do it again. He may be utterly useless at this kind of thing, but he means well, so he'll try.

Spot fights back a yawn, already lying back down.

"I think we all know the only sensible choice here. Wake me up when you get back."

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"Alright," Marcus said giving another kiss to Sean. Marcus has a long hard run it feels good, it always helps clear his head, he misses Belfast, he misses his mom, he's mad that he's been held back, but he understands.

He runs through the village and stops getting a bunch of breakfast sandwiches and heads back to the house. He drops them on the large scrubbed wooden table smiling at Percy and Oliver.

"Come on I got breakfast sandwiches." He says coming into the spare bedroom, hair pushed back sweaty and pink-cheeked.

[brooklynishere]

Spot yawns and sits up, looking sleepy still but slightly less like he despises the world in general. He runs a hand through sleep-ruffled hair and smiles a little at Marcus.

Spot thinks he looks like of good like that, which is.. ridiculous, he shouldn't find him attractive post-run, and yet.

"Sure." he nods, climbing out of the bed and stretching.

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Marcus smiles and gives Spot a quick kiss when the Hufflepuff gets out of bed. "You sleep okay?" He asks easily kissing him again, "Come on before they get cold."

[brooklynishere]

Spot smiles a little against his lips and thinks maybe getting up isn't so bad if this is what's waiting for him.

"Yea, thanks," he nods "Alright, let's go."