#darcus

for @djggory and the group chat.

dean’s smile is infectious. it’s wide and open and lights up his whole face.

marcus knows this the instant he sees it, sitting in a pup way too late in the night. 

he’d been there for hours, slowly drinking his way through the bar, hellbent on having a miserable night. after all, most nights were miserable for him, why should that one be any different? why shouldn’t he just embrace it, and have the worst night possible?

but then the stool next to him slides out and a tall slender form takes up the space in his peripherals. 

a drink is ordered, something light and fruity and marcus scoffs before he can stop himself. light and fruity would never accomplish the damage he’s set out to do. 

“problem?” the man asks, but it’s not threatening at all, just curious, almost friendly. and marcus finally turns to look at him.

there’s the smile, flanked by deep laugh lines and topped with kind eyes, and marcus... well he’s not smiling back, exactly, but his face feels more relaxed and he’s definitely not frowning. he swallows, shakes his head. 

“wrong pipe, is all,” he manages, gesturing to his neck. he clears his throat and looks back into his drink, suddenly hyper aware of the presence next to him. 

“it’s marcus... right?” 

marcus snaps head up, looking back at that smile, and he squints a little, trying to look passed it and at the face as a whole. 

“... gryffindor?” he asks slowly, still trying to place the face. 

his smile grows even wider, something marcus didn’t know was possible, and he chuckles a little. “well my name’s dean, but yeah, gryffindor.” and dean holds out his hand. it looks like a clean slate and before marcus realizes it, he’s shaking hands and there’s the definite pull of a smile on his face too.

dean’s laugh is a song. it’s deep and full and it fills what ever space he’s in.

they’re having lunch for the first time and it’s an unplanned and offhanded quidditch comment that elicits the first laugh 

and for the rest of the meal marcus finds himself doing what ever he can to keep them coming. 

“who would have known you were so funny?” dean says, dabbing the corner of his eye with his thumb. 

“honestly i’m just as surprised as you are,” marcus replies and it’s not even supposed to be a joke but dean chuckles anyway and marcus never wants it to stop. 

but then it happens.

it’s late and the sheets are on the floor and dean gets up for a glass of water and marcus doesn’t even remember what he’s said, something about rehydration? dean laughs and marcus smiles but dean keeps laughing, to the point where he’s sitting on the bed doubled over and maybe it’s the exhaustion or the hormonal euphoria because marcus is sure what he’d said wasn’t even that funny but it happens. 

dean snorts.

he snorts and he keeps snorting as he holds on to his sides and marcus is sure his heart has stopped.

when he gets home the next morning he throws open the door and slams it shut behind him, startling adrian, who’d been sitting on the sofa with a cup of tea. 

“he snorts when he laughs!” marcus huffs.

“what the hell?” adrian exclaims, going for a towel in the kitchen to get the tea off of his jumper. 

“he fucking snorts when he laughs! how am i supposed to go on knowing he snorts when he laughs too hard!?”

“what the fuck are you on about? who?” adrian pulls off his jumper and crosses the living room, heading for his room for a new shirt. 

“dean.” marcus sighs, falling onto the couch. “i mean at least up until now i could pretend that i wasn’t really falling and-”

“dean? dean who?” 

"dean thomas!” marcus replies, frustrated that adrian hadn’t caught on yet. 

“wait - you’re dating dean thomas?”

“merlin’s balls, yes, please catch up.”

“since when?” adrian plops own next to marcus and picks up his cup of tea.

“a few weeks now. it’s been fun and light and now-”

“now he snorts when he laughs.” adrian finishes, as if he’s finally figured it all out. 

There were two polls circulating this week. One from myself and one from @ships-sailing-in-the-night. Both votes were combined for the final scoring.

Marclo is the winner with 65 votes

Lt. Decker: 46

Deckpiercer: 10

Pierclo: 3

Piercer: 13

Darcus: 14

Other: 6

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