marcus snorted , looking at her for a second before a crooked grin crept across his face . โ bossy , arenโt you .แฃ โ
he held his hand out , not looking particularly bothered by the demand . โ please . โ
@RegalBlossom marcus took the cookie from her , giving it a skeptical look before glancing back at astoria . he took a bite , chewing slowly as his eyes stayed on her . there was a brief pause . โ . . . fuckinโ hell . โ another bite . . .
marcus went still for a second , then a slow grin spread across his face . oh , damon . . . youโve fucked up now . he shut his bag with a sharp tug , his eyes stayed fixed on damon , looking far too pleased with himself . . .
โ i suppose i could let you decide how i make it up to you . sort of a challenge . โ damon said , far too casually , though the faintest trace of embarrassment still lingered .
he jerked his chin toward the kit , fingers tapping against his thigh in time with the rhythm . that crooked grin was still there . โ shut up and play . โ
marcus snorted , sinking further into the sofa until he was practically sprawled across it . one boot dragged against the floor as he shifted , knee bouncing lazily to the beat .
โ lasting impression .แฃ merlin , you talk a lot . โ . . .
โ what can i say ? iโm quite the perfectionist . โ
a smirk pulls at his lips as he spins the drumsticks between his fingers , seemingly rather pleased by the newfound challenge .
โ wouldnโt want to let an opportunity like that pass me by , would i ? โ
marcus paused halfway through rummaging through his bag , glancing back at damon with a slow , crooked grin . โ make it up to me .แฃโ he repeated .
he leaned back , looking damon over without a shred of subtlety . โ go on then . . .
โ and you know better than to assume i canโt keep up , just a momentary lapse of judgment . โ he said , almost too casually .
โ it pains me to disappoint you flint . though i assume iโd have to make it up to you for spoiling the fun . โ