A 'Special' Issue (MLB Nathaniel Kurtzberg x Marc Anciel)

Nathaniel's P.O.V:

'Can I be anymore happier today?'

I feel my eyes calm down as my cheeks burn up more red. Is that even possible still? I already feel like a volcano is eating my face up alive. Marc in front of me with his cheeks also a vibrating red. My only instinct to our faces kicks in as I start to laugh softly, Marc's bright emerald like eyes wide still as only more sources to laugh at increases.

"Nathaniel? A-Are you o-okay?" Marc asks me as he keeps looking at me. I nod to him as I force my hands to stay away from my face.

"C-Could I-I be anymore okay?" I ask him as I keep smiling with my cheeks still as red as my own hair. Marc grabs my message off my face as he starts to laugh softly himself. With carefree worry if anyone can possibly see us together.

"I-I see..."

"S-So... b-boyfriends?" I ask to Marc, still smiling to him as Marc nods to me with his smile stuck on his face. I keep close to Marc as I carefully take a hand into mine, wow... how is he able to keep his hands so warm and soft?

"Y-Yep... g-guess so." Marc points out happily, his stuttering still in it's usual place but like I can care less about it. I honestly still find it cute, even after all the time we spend together.

I keep smiling as I hold Marc's hand in mine, Marc's face still red as he gently adds pressure to mine. I keep staring at Marc happily as his Kwami Spades looks out to me as he sighs in some type of relief. Do I realize? Yes of course, if not then why would I look away from my new love of my life just for nothing? Marc's lips stutter in place a little as he tries to choke out something, I fade my smile away as I keep looking at him.

"I-Is something wrong Marc?" I ask him as I use my only other free hand to stroke my hand to his face. Marc looks away momentarily from me as he reverts back to my gaze.

"H-Hm? O-Oh yeah! E-Everything is fine!" Marc informs me as he keeps smiling, though, why does this look a bit more... off? No Nathaniel stop trying to be so nosy, just because you become a couple with your crush, best friend and comic partner doesn't mean I have the excuse to always need to ask every minute if he's okay. Maybe Marc's just a little shocked still on everything happening today.

"Okay then! So... n-now we should get going back home... I-It's getting a-all little late b-by now."

"A-Agreed," Marc informs me as he stands up from the fountain, letting go of my hand as he walks away from me, stopping right in front of the park as he looks over his shoulder to me one last time, "S-See you tomorrow... I-I enjoyed our time together l-like always!"

Marc's P.O.V:

"Wow... looks like someone finally got his dream to come true. What a miracle am I right?"

I turn to Spades still snuggling up in my hoodie as I sheepishly chuckle but nod, I mean. I can't even be angry with my Kwami with his statement, it's true. My dreams for Nathaniel are coming true to this very second. I would pinch myself to see if everything is really a dream. But, already on that case as I place my opposite hand to the flesh of my skin, pinching it as hard as I can.

This is really it...

My hopes are all becoming my reality...

Heat rises to my cheeks as all I can do is just scream into the fabric of my red hoodie. Spades having a first class seat to my wonderful screaming as he covers his 'ears' with his stub hands. I'll just deal with Spades talk with me and screaming basically to him later. I keep up my muffling screaming into my hoodie as I soon stop and take my face out of my hood. Taking a deep breath as I look all around me. Then to the sky hovering over my head, it's really getting late. Plus, my mom is always so worried sick about me. I sit up from the ring of the park fountain as I hug my notebook close to my chest, walking away and back to my house. Spades peeking his head out by the ever slightest to me. Looking a bit dizzy as he growls softly.