#I have NO idea what I'll do for the other two Mariocest prompts I have

[kakusu-shipping]

💖 or 💘 for Mariocest please ?

Is this still in lines with the prompt? Maybe. Also a sort of prequel to So Far Away

💘 - Mutual pining

In which Luigi wants all the little things

A hot meal on a table, surrounded people you love and are loved by, in a crowded living room, in an apartment far too small to be shared by 9 people. This is the space Luigi had called home for 25 years now. It was the only place he really knew.

Standing in his empty bedroom, the wall faded save the obvious spots where posters and pictures and his cork board had hung for years and years, was far more surreal than he thought it'd be.

Then standing in a home, his home, their home, surrounded by boxes and boxes and a single musty old loveseat they'd bought from some guy down in Kings for $250, was even more surreal.

They'd spend their mornings here, and their nights and their evenings, in this space, in this world, away from a family who loved them, and who didn't know how much they'd loved each other.

He could see it now. Waking Mario gently because he knows how much he hates the morning with a hot cup of coffee and a kiss to the forehead. Making dinner as their mama taught him, but just for two. Snuggling quietly on stormy nights on that very musty loveseat, huddled as close as they want without worry of questions from their uncles as they'd come home.

He'd sit with his feet up on that couch reading, and Mario would bring him a cup of tea and push his legs out of the way to make room to sit. He'd watch his brother play that same old game, leaning on his shoulder and listening to him explain the same mechanics again.

Luigi wondered how long it'd take for them to fall asleep there, on that old beaten couch that was certainly not worth $250, tangled together as they'd always slept. Mario was always a couch napper, just like their father, and grandfather before them.

He wanted to kiss his brother awake when he came home late to him on the couch fast asleep with his game still on, controller still in hand, to apologize for taking so long, to ask if he'd eaten yet.

He wanted to be interrupted making breakfast with lazy, half awake kisses as Mario begged for him to come back to bed, a plea he would eventually give in to.

He wanted to welcome his brother home from wherever he may go with kisses and kisses and even more kisses all over his face, and he wanted to hear Mario laugh as he did so, laughter only interrupted by a confirmation "I missed you too"

He wanted to grow tomatoes in their yard and be brought a cool glass of lemonade on hot days, to be complimented on his work, to have his brother's hands on his hips, to push his brother away complaining it was too hot for the affection.

He wanted to dress up for dates, to wear nice clothes, to hear his brother call him "Smokin'" and "Gorgeous", to take his arm as they head out on a date somewhere public as a couple in a world that was allowed.

He wanted to make this house a home, slowly, moment by moment.

He wanted all the little mundane things everyone else already had.

He wanted to kiss Mario, here, in their living room, and feel no fear in doing so.

Luigi wondered quietly to himself if Mario wanted the same...

#Emile's Writing #Mariocest #Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh okay not as good as the last one fksgjdfkjgd #but we're rolling we're rolling I'm doing more things #And that's what MATTERS #Is that I'm writing and things are getting made #One after another we just have to keep this train moving #I have NO idea what I'll do for the other two Mariocest prompts I have #but I'll work on them #My point rn is to avoid dialog I'm not. #I'm not good at it #This is drastically different than it was when I started btw #Delete your art!!! I didn't like the draft so I just started over!! #Get rid of it! It's gone forever now! #Alright enjoy I'm gonna go think about the other two now fkgjkdf #And the one x Reader I see you I'll get there when my brain can focus on something else #Pours all of my domestic desires onto Luigi like a normal person #I wanna grow potatoes in a yard for my boyfriend to eat... and any other veggie he likes