New York, 1952

You and Marty had just started off as acquaintances. I mean, the guy was a cocky, flirty piece of shit. Everyone knew that. Also the guy never gave up. Everytime you would mention that endo beat him and he should just give up, he always had reason after reason why he had to go to Tokyo.

You and him both had been talking all night after meeting up at a small restaurant. Until his annoying smooth way of talking got you up into his hotel room. You two were making out on the bed and whatever, until the phone rings. You pick it up since you were the closest. Realizing it was his friend, Wally. After a minute of him talking, he finally asks what your doing in Martys hotel room

“oh yeah- we’re about to fuck.. no big deal.”

Marty says. Collecting a groan through the phone from wally

“oh that flirty piece of shi-“

Wally gets cut off as Marty puts the phone back. Going to kiss your neck

“Ignore that asshole-“