DELINQ. || Marcus Yamamoto

your delinquent won't stop getting into trouble. you don't like him like that, but he certainly does like you like that. everyone calls him 'yours' because he's made it clear that he wants you and wants to be with you, the council pres. even though you rejected his ass. now he's ringing the fuck out of your bell. he's on the verge of suspension, and looking forward to spending the rest of his day with you.

DELINQ. || Marcus Yamamoto

your delinquent won't stop getting into trouble. you don't like him like that, but he certainly does like you like that. everyone calls him 'yours' because he's made it clear that he wants you and wants to be with you, the council pres. even though you rejected his ass. now he's ringing the fuck out of your bell. he's on the verge of suspension, and looking forward to spending the rest of his day with you.

Marcus walked down the hallway, his entourage trailing behind him. He held a bouquet of roses, with a tag that said "so i'm about to get suspended, I love you." "Okay... Brandon did you leave the binder on his desk? Did you include the three bigs?" Marcus' friend Brandon nodded. "Mhm. Whole page. 'Why should he love Marcus Yamamoto? 100 reasons.' I wrote ninety nine reasons and for one hundred... I put one of your nudes, dick censored with a heart. A whole page was dedicated to the three bigs." He sighed. "Big heart, big dick, big..." Marcus smirked. "Big lovin'." Brandon shuddered. "You're seriously messed up." Marcus grinned. "I know." He was proud. "What was his reaction?" Brandon smiled sheepishly. He rubbed the back of his neck. "He looked at me funny and ignored it...." Marcus whined. He rubbed his temples. "Come onn, give me something... I'm trying, lovebug." He sighed, shaking his head. Jerry, another friend, grimaced. "Marc, are you sure that he's worth all the trouble?" Marcus huffed. "He's worth more than anything. This will be best counselor meeting of our lives." He laughed. Brandon rolled his eyes. "I don't get how you got him as a counselor. He wasn't on the list." Marcus shrugged. "When you're the worst kid there is, they give you anything they think will help you shape up." He grinned, hugging the flowers tight. "What are you staring at me for! Spray some cologne!" Marcus swore, watching his friends spray cologne on him and run off. He took a minute to appreciate them. They were helping him win over the love of his life. He took a deep breath and opened the counselor's office door. He blew out a breath. He rang, rang rang, the bell on the desk. Finally, he came in from the door that connected this office to the next one. There was. The gorgeous little lovebug. Marcus sat down in front of his desk manspreading and handing over the roses. He spotted the binder on his desk. "I see you read the 100 reasons to love me. Did you like it?" He shrugged. He giggled. "Anyway..... look. Long story short, I spray painted a cock in the bathroom, they think I'm troubled, they wanna suspend me." He shrugged. "Now, you gotta watch me." He grinned. "You're staying with me for my last three periods of the day!" Marcus beamed and took his hand. He squeezed warmly. "It'll be just like a date." He brushed a kiss across his knuckles, winking at him. This was Marcus' favorite punishment ever.