He thought he’d been the clever one when he’d yawned, kicked out his feet, and made to stretch his arms far above his head, letting them settle on the chairs besides him and therefore on Marco’s shoulders. “Jeeze, I’m sorry lemme get that,” came a sudden exclamation from the freckled boy besides him as a few kernels of popcorn tumbled into the lap of his jeans followed by a hand that immediately settled on his inner thigh.Jean’s breath caught in his throat and he looked askance to see Marco’s lips turn up into a smirk, fingers tracing a line up his leg.