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Marley didn’t have to think twice, she only grinned and nodded enthusiastically, letting out a little squeal before climbing into Jake’s lap and kissing him tenderly, “That’s a yes,” she said as she pulled back for a slight second before going right back to his lips, her hands resting on either side of his face as she did. 

“Yeah?” Jake asked quietly, though he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her softly. He never really thought he’d be the type to want to be in a relationship, but Marley changed that. Marley made him want so many things that he didn’t think he’d want. “I promise to be good to you” he whispered against her lips, brushing his lips against hers a couple of times, “I’m not always gonna be perfect, but I’m gonna try.” He kissed her again, smiling into the kiss. “You’re my girl.” 

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Marley raised her eyebrows, if she was honest, she was a little surprised that this was happening now, but at the same time, it had been nearly a month since they first kissed and neither of them had uttered the word “relationship” aloud. She’d never had a boyfriend before, and all she ever wanted for the past year was for Jake to be her boyfriend, and his dedication to making things right with her when things went bad was showing her that maybe taking the chance and taking that step with him would be worth it. 

“Me too,” she finally answered, touching his cheek and smiling at him, “We have something beautiful. Something I want to protect with my life, and so…” she trailed off, “Is there something you’d like to ask me?” 

This was it. Though he’d been thinking about it, Jake could still feel the nerves overwhelm him. Sure, he’d slept with more than a few girls, but nothing had come of it. It was just a momentary thing - hell, he wasn’t even friends with any of them. Not really. Everything with Marley was the complete opposite of that. They’d never slept together and he had a feeling that wasn’t going to be happening any time soon, but he was okay with that. He could wait. Sleeping with Marley wasn’t something that would make or break this. First and foremost, they were friends and that was the most important thing to him. He could open up to her like she could open up to him. They trusted one another. Feelings developed as their friendship strengthened until neither of them could deny it any longer. Now here they were, sitting on her couch and knowing what was about to happen. He was ready to give his heart to her because he knew she would protect it. 

“Yeah” Jake nodded, smiling at Marley. He took a moment to gather his thoughts even though it was a simple question. He didn’t want to stumble or get too nervous while asking. Finally, after another beat of silence, he asked, “Would you be my girlfriend?” 

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Marley moved to lean in against him, “You’re my favorite person, too,” she said, her voice quiet. “I just…if you’re gonna take care of me, I need it to be okay for me to take care of you, too. That’s the only way this is going to work, whatever…this is,” she continued, swallowing hard. 

“I wanted to talk to you about that, actually” Jake whispered, kissing the top of her head. He bit his lip, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. Marley wasn’t just his best friend, she was a lot more than that and he wanted their relationship to show that. “I don’t want us to be friends that, you know, cuddle and kiss and make out and shit. I think that makes it a lot less than what we are.” He was rambling now, but he just didn’t know how to say what he was feeling. Jake had never done this before. “I want us to be more. Like, you and me. Together. With a label.” 

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Marley nodded, “Yeah, she’s asleep, me and Joni are just hanging out on the couch,” she told him, “She was keeping your spot warm for you.” Marley took his hand and led him inside, grabbing herself a water bottle from the kitchen before walking them into the living room, sitting on the couch where Joni was still curled up. “So I don’t wanna be the person who says…’we need to talk,’ but…we do need to talk, huh?” 

Jake didn’t get nervous, but there was something about the talk he was about to have with Marley that made his heart beat a little bit faster and butterflies start dancing in his stomach. He took a deep breath and nodded, making himself comfortable on her couch and rubbing the top of Joni’s head for a second. “We do, yeah” he agreed, swallowing thickly, “and I think I should start, right?” He sighed again before continuing, “Look, I know I already apologized but I know I should apologize in person. You didn’t deserve that. Out of anyone, you’re the last person to deserve to be talked to like that. So, I’m sorry. I... I promise I’ll try harder to not be a dick. I promise not to be one to you. You’re my favorite person, y’know? I don’t wanna hurt you.” 

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Marley stepped out onto the back porch, closing the door quietly and stepping down to meet him in the middle, wrapping her arms around him to break whatever tension was left. Honestly, she wasn’t as mad now, she was just concerned. Jake needed to know that she could handle herself and stand up for him at the same time, that the two weren’t mutually exclusive, “Hey,” she whispered, “Wanna come in?” 

Marley surprised him when she hugged him, though he immediately wrapped his arms around her as his lips curled into a small smile. This was what he’d been craving for the past couple of days. His best friend, here, with him. “Yeah.” he nodded, whispering the simple word into her hair, “Is your mom asleep?” He knew it was late and that he was being a little ridiculous by showing up at this hour, but it was important. This wasn’t a conversation that could wait much longer. 

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DATE & TIME: October 27th. Late night. 

LOCATION: Marley’s home.

OPEN TO: @multimarls

VERSE: Season 2.

So, he’d fucked up. Pretty badly, actually, and Marley had let him know that what he’d done and said was out of line - which he needed to hear from her. Ever since then things had been weird between them though, and he hated not hanging out with her between classes or sitting next to her during Glee club. While he had other means to distract himself, Marley had been his best friend for over a year and were kind of inseparable until now. Although they’d exchanged texts and he’d apologized, he knew that he needed to do it in person. Marley of all people deserved that much from him. Even though it was a little late and he knew his mom and grandparents would probably be mad at him for sneaking out, he knew that this was important. It was Marley, of course it was important. After sending her a text that he was outside, in her backyard, Jake waited, hoping that this wouldn’t backfire on his ass. Again. 

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texts 📲 ( jam. )

SAM: wtf. why?

SAM: wait lemme guess. you dared to exist in the same school? the nerve you have, jake.

SAM: for sure, bro.

JAKE: I know, man. I was two seconds away from punching the shit outta him but Marley stopped me.

JAKE: You're the best, dude.

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texts 📲 ( jarley. )

MARLEY: Whatever you say.

MARLEY: I'm not. Mostly just miss you.

JAKE: I miss you too.

JAKE: It hasn't been right not chilling with you.

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texts 📲 ( jake/hunter. )

HUNTER: It's all I've ever known. Someone is always watching when you're in this life, so you get used to it.

HUNTER: I can... I sometimes chose not to... I'm not sure what that was about.

JAKE: That's crazy, dude. Idk what I would do if I always had someone looking over my shoulder.

JAKE: It's a text. They're not gonna get you if you curse through text.

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texts 📲 ( jake/hunter. )

HUNTER: My father, Major Clarington is /always/ watching.

HUNTER: It's just the way my life is.

HUNTER: And if I want to use my year here at Dalton to my advantage, I have to be ready to rejoin the ranks when this ... blip... is done.

JAKE: How do you deal with that, dude?

JAKE: You can't even curse?

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texts 📲 ( jarley. )

MARLEY: I met him at Lima Bean a couple of weeks ago.

MARLEY: And it had nothing to do with how you were embarrassed that he embarrassed you in front of me.

MARLEY: I mean, yeah of course I am.

JAKE: That's cool.

JAKE: Nah. He called you a bitch. Like the way he said it was fucked up.

JAKE: You're not that mad at me anymore, huh?

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texts 📲 ( jarley. )

MARLEY: Yeah that's the one.

MARLEY: Except I know that it wasn't just about me possibly getting hurt. It was about your pride being hurt, too. Right? Don't pretend like you weren't embarrassed by what Azimio said.

MARLEY: Of course I do. That's why I did what I did.

JAKE: How do you know him?

JAKE: I mean, kinda but not really. You know I don't give a fuck about what people say about me. It was the way he was talking about you in front of you.

JAKE: I think we need to talk about all this like in person if you're cool with that.

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texts 📲 ( jake/hunter. )

HUNTER: I know I don’t have to but I want to.

HUNTER: Thanks.

JAKE: Can I ask why? 'Cause no one's checking up on you, dude.

JAKE: Sure thing.

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texts 📲 ( jarley. )

MARLEY: I know. I needed space. I hung out with Hunter, we watched Hocus Pocus. I felt better in the morning.

MARLEY: I'm not gonna lie and say it wasn't a big deal, because it was. You've never yelled at me before. And I was just trying to help you.

MARLEY: You have to let me help you. Same way I have to let you help me. Otherwise, this doesn't work and we should throw our hands up right now. But I don't want to do that, it would kill me.

JAKE: The Dalton dude?

JAKE: I never wanna yell at you. I feel fucking terrible that I raised my voice at you. I know better. My Ma's raised me better than that, so I feel like an asshole especially 'cause I did that to you. I never wanted to pull that move on you.

JAKE: I know I do. I'm so used to doing shit on my own that I forget that I don't have to anymore. I got you on my side. I don't give a shit that they were being assholes, you know? It wasn't even about that. It was about the fact that you could've gotten hurt.

JAKE: I'm gonna work on my shit. I don't wanna do that alone, though. I want you by my side. You got me like I got you, right?

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texts 📲 ( jam. )

SAM: true that, man. karma’s gonna get em eventually.

SAM: no worries, least you asked now. happy to help you out.

SAM: you gotta spot me too, though.

JAKE: Yeah idk when that's gonna happen. Piece of shit slushied me a couple of days ago.

JAKE: Done and done.

JAKE: We gotta stick together, right?

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texts 📲 ( jake/hunter. )

HUNTER: The guy that transferred here from a military academy in Colorado?!?

HUNTER: I’d appreciate it. I don’t want my hard work to go to waste or to get soft while I’m at a Private school.

JAKE: Yeah, you're not in a military academy anymore, man. You don't gotta run all that in the morning.

JAKE: I gotchu. You're not gonna go soft. I'll show you a place that's close to Dalton.