Have this while I think of plot :)

Whizzer blinked a few times, standing still. This kid- no, wait, Jack was older than him- has just threatened him. He shook his head to snap himself out of it, while Marvin was chuckling. "Well then..." he muttered to himself.

Marvin stood as well, stretching slightly. "You're a whole other person on the phone. You get all shy and polite, it's adorable." He approaches his lover, hooking his fingers through Whizzer's belt loops and pulled him closer. "I love seeing you flustered."

They met in the middle, lips pressed together to convey the feelings they didn't know how to describe. Heat radiated from each as their chests were pressed together and their lips seemed to dance together. It was more meaningful than anything else, and unhurried. Whizzer subconsciously tangled his hands into the hair of his lover, keeping him close. When their lips detached from each other, warm breaths intermingled between them.

Marvin took another minute to appreciate the nonjudgmental eyes staring down at him. His gaze shifted between them, as if searching them. It is said that the eyes are a gateway to one's soul, and Marvin couldn't find anything impure in mocha orbs before him. He often wondered how he got so lucky, how he got a second chance after he was positive he'd lost his boyfriend forever. Not even time seemed able to keep them apart for long, as two years melded together of being alone before the charming man before his walked back into his life. He was determined to make everything second worth it, and couldn't imagine ever living without his Whizzer Brown ever again.

Before his thoughts could get too far away from his control, Marvin let his eyes close again and pushed himself up on his toes. The two flushed men's lips collided again as they stood alone, but needing anyone else in that moment.