GIDDY ✓

DICIOTTO

[ 1983 ]
the start of summer &
a messy yet undeniable love

DICIOTTO

Marco rolls his eyes as he steps out of his vacant house.

it's a weekday and he's the only one at home. thank god- he thinks when he sees the vision in front of him. Kyong and Alaya making out like its their last night on earth, hands flying everywhere and Marco is glad no one else has to see such an appalling, unneeded sight.

Marco interrupts them with a massive smile on his luminous face, hand waving dramatically. internally, he's squirming because it doesn't get any easier seeing his crush with his girlfriend.

Marco feels a sudden ache in his head as he starts to walk towards the couple. he doesn't remember anything from last night and there's no way he's experiencing a hangover- he doesn't drink alcohol. so he brushes it off, making a mental note to take some medicine after annoying Kyong and clingy Alaya.

"hey guys!" Marco's smile disappears in seconds when the two ignore him. he sighs in letdown- trying again. "oi! i need your boyfriend." he shouts, raising his voice to get their attention.

no one listens to poor Marco. "Kyong." he groans, calling out his name hopelessly. his headache doesn't make the situation better.

"Ky!"

"You dick!"

then they turn around. he can't be straight if the word dick gets his attention.

Kyong's eyes soften which makes Marco smile- infatuated by Kyong's presence but Alaya frowns, raising her brows as it to ask what he wants?

"i'm borrowing you." Marco points to Kyong who steps away from Alaya. "can i borrow him?" he asks her, raising his brows back at her slyly.

i'm going to borrow him with or without your permission bitch.

Alaya places a hand on her sharp hip. "is it important?" she asks, clearly not bothered by the situation which makes Marco more annoyed- her snarky attitude, outspoken nature, intimidating eyebrows and smirk falling on lips.

Marco replies quickly. "yes it is."

Alaya sighs, grabbing Kyong's hand. "can you not come another time?"

Marco snaps. "can ya'll stop for once?" and he notices Kyong's smug smirk which makes Marco avoid eye contact as he turns into a agitated mess- why does he make me feel this way? "make babies another time!"

Marco grabs Kyong's wrist. "i'm taking him." he smiles at Alaya sweetly and tugs at his hoodie.

fine whatever- Alaya shrugs, walking away.

Marco lets go of Kyong's sleeve, pushing him towards the blossom tree. "photo shoot okay?" he seeks, adjusting his vintage camera- neglecting how excited he feels to be alone with the man he misses everyday.

"why can't Alaya be in it too?"

Marco snickers, holding up his adoring camera. "she's with the love of my life .. you seriously asking me that?" he doesn't meet Kyong's gaze.