#are they friends? acquaintances? antagonists? we'll never know!!

[blotgydja]

it was said that patience is a virtue, but marcus had never been good at waiting. even now he tapped his foot impatiently as he scrolled mindlessly through newspaper websites. in truth there was no use for keen observation ( if ken were here marcus would have heard him, his heartbeat a signifier of his presence long before his visage would appear ) yet he paused his reading to cast a searching glance around far more often than natural. as if clockwork, a familiar sound rose above the murmur of anonymous arrythmia, and his gaze caught onto a head of blonde curls amidst the crowd dispersed along the entrance to the neighbourhood park.

❛❛   there you are!   ❜❜      he'd jogged across the street the moment he'd recognised him, maintaining a mundane speed and a grin about his mouth. when he caught up he slung an arm around ken's shoulders in greeting. before he would inevitably be pushed off him marcus checked his temperature with his wrist pressed against his forehead, the tone of his voice teasing as he spoke. ❛❛ you're running a little hot, could be a fever. won't you let me take a bit of your blood and run some tests? ❜❜

𓆩 — starter call • @daylighter