Title: Del Rossi Nerves
Rating: R
Fandom: Degrassi
Pairing: Darco
Season/Spoiler: Up to Season 6, "Sunglasses at Night."
A/N: Originally written for a roleplay idea, occurs around New Year's.


"What!?" Marco looked at Dylan, flabbergasted. "I am NOT!"

"Um, yeah...you are."

"You're lying."

"Are we seriously going to argue about this?"

"Yes, because I'm not big."

"Okay, fine, Marco, you're small, that's why I can't go all the way down on you," Dylan told Marco quite sarcastically. Dylan gently pulled Marco off him to a sitting position, as Dylan sat up, and leaned backwards on the bed with his hands.

"Don't be silly, Dylan. You've gone all the way down on me before."

"Oh really?" Dylan moved his head to the side to look at Marco. "When, exactly?"

"Well, there was..or.." Marco said, trying to think of a exact time. "Huh...."

"Interesting." Dylan retorted.

"Oh, be quiet, I just can't think of it, but I'm sure it's happened." Marco insisted.

"Ssure," Dylan said, nodding his head in fake belief.

Marco crossed his arms against his chest. "Hmph."

"Marco, you're being silly," Dylan said to his boyfriend, pressing him downwards on the mattress, before kissing him.

Marco turned his lips away from Dylan's as soon as Dylan's lips touched his. He turned on his side, facing away from Dylan, before grabbing two pillows, one for his head, and then he used the other one to cover himself up with, hiding himself from his boyfriend.

"Honey..." Dylan said, touching Marco's arm lightly, trying to get Marco to face him. He looked down on Marco's face, which Marco had covered up with his hands, so Dylan couldn't see his expression. Marco turned his head face down on the pillow, trying to hide his face so Dylan couldn't see how upset he was.

Dylan knew something was bothering Marco in the way Marco's shoulder blades stood up together, looking agitated. Dylan sighed, wishing now he hadn't even said anything. Dylan started to rub his hands over Marco's shoulder blades, trying to ease his tension. He heard a sniffle coming from Marco.

Dylan leaned into the crook of Marco's neck.

"Marco, what's wrong?" Dylan whispered, lightly lingering his lips over Marco's neck.

"I'm sorry I'm just so repulsive that you don't want me to have sex with you." Marco said, his voice muffled from leaning into his pillow, with sniffles coming out every other word or so.

"What?? Marco..." Dylan sighed, before leaning closer in towards Marco's ears. "Baby, I didn't say I wouldn't, I just was trying to let you know it might be a little different."

"But, if you say that I'm as big as some torpedo, which I still don't think is true, by the way, I don't want to hurt you. Besides, I can't be that much bigger than you. You're quite nice in that department."

"Nice? That's a new word for that," Dylan chuckled. "Look, if you want to try it, then let's try it. I just was trying to get you to understand it's not going to be the same."

Marco moved his head off the pillow to face Dylan. "Really?" Marco beamed up at his boyfriend.

Dylan winked at him. "Really."