Heaven help me I think I wrote a fanfic of a fanfic
Consider it a gift to the wonderful thisismouseface and her sugardaddy!Marco AU. Featuring sugar daddy Marco and sick grumpy trashbaby Jean. I hope you do not mind me co-opting your setting and your Jean’s tattoos, Mousie!
Once a month or so, Marco set aside a weekend specifically to do nothing. No clubs, no dinners, none of the usual pursuits that occupied the evenings for someone of his lifestyle. His lazy personal weekends usually involved espresso and some terrible sci-fi movie that had absolutely no right to be on Blu-Ray. Although recently they’d taken on a slightly different tone, involving dim lighting and the faint taste of metal on the lips crushed against his…
This weekend was back to basics though. Marco paused the credits he hadn’t been paying any attention to when the brushed-steel espresso machine binged and extracted himself from the couch to retrieve a steaming mug, admiring the starry swirl the machine left in the foam. He restarted the movie with his new phone’s universal remote app, sparing a glance for the other end of the couch, which was currently occupied by a large microplush amoeba. He settled back into the cushions and poked it with a toe
“You still alive?”
“Ffffugyou,” replied the amoeba.