21 years old, just finished school and disable to drive a car.|
But working at my first manga.
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And if you can't, use english at least.
Where Wildflowers Grow Chapter 8 (JeanMarco)It dawned on Jean one day, while they were laying in their meadow, fingers laced and skin sun-warmed, that no one ever bothered them in the meadow.Where Wildflowers Grow Chapter 8 (JeanMarco) by KuroRiya
"Marco?" He called softly, earning a quiet noise from the other boy to show he was listening. "Why are we the only ones that ever come out here?" He wondered. Marco rolled over, letting go of Jean's hand so that he could prop himself up on his side. But his other hand was quick to cover Jean's, squeezing softly.
"This is my space." He replied easily, as if Jean should understand. But he didn't. Marco smiled. "We all have somewhere that we love to be, and we sort of claim it as our own, in a way." He elaborated.
"Oh… Sort of like a bedroom?" Jean offered. Marco's eyes lit up, and he nodded.
"Exactly! There are so many of us that none of us have our own rooms." He explained. Jean's own eyes only got wider.
"R-Really?" He prompted, and Marco nodded again, thumb tracing gentle circles over the back of Jean's hand.
"I share my room with tw