GIDDY ✓

VENTISEI

[ 1983 ]
the middle of summer with a hopeful love and giddy smiles

VENTISEI

Kyong, instead of packing is too busy thinking about how sexy, alluring and wonderful Marco looks when he wears jewellery.

there's just something about the way gold and silver necklaces hit against Marco's prominent collarbone, especially when his skin is coloured and tainted with crimson, immoral marks. his melanin skin dances under the searing Italian sun when he wears gold and silver, on his narrow, skilful fingers, around his long neck or dangling down his dainty ears.

"have we got everything?" oblivious Marco asks, interrupting Kyong's thoughts as he looks up from the suitcase he's trying to close.

"yeah we should do." Kyong replies, scanning the hotel room for anything he might discover. "i'm going to miss it here." he sighs sadly.

"especially the balcony." Kyong adds, already missing the olive painted rails and the majestic view. it was a place that offered him solace and consolation. he's going to return home and persuade his mother into getting a pretty balcony. he can imagine himself doodling, watching the rain with Marco and enjoying his free, alone time on the balcony.

Marco hums, deep in thought. "did i get to kiss you on there?" he asks, not caring about anything else. he must have. there's not a single space in the room that they haven't made out in- spending time alone is pure perfection.

Kyong throws his hooded jacket at Marco. "oh look at you ... looking for excuses to kiss me." the older catches it with a playful smile.

Marco shrugs. "you're addicting." he doesn't bother to hide the truth. he loves looking for any excuse just to kiss Kyong - he's his, whether or not they have a label or confirmation.

"not my problem."

Marco successfully closes their suitcases, ready to take back to their homes in Italy. the luggage is now heavier due to them collecting more items on their trip. exploring together went better than they had expected- they didn't just explore the country either. "it is because i'm never going to stop kissing you." Marco is truly fearful of the statement, he has little self control in his physicality.

Marco stands up abruptly and starts to chase Kyong around the room, ready to trap him in his arms. innocent laughs float into the air as Kyong's eyes squint and Marco's mouth falls into a boxy grin, erupting butterflies into Kyong's empty stomach.

but Kyong is fast and he stands at the opposite side of the room with a smug smirk on his face. Marco brings out the best in him always.

"wait! before we leave, there is one thing i'm forgetting." Marco mentions, furrowing his brows as he looks around the cleaner room and the vintage carpet. he can't forget this important thing.

"what is it?"

Marco moves across the room, surprising Kyong with a passionate, sudden kiss as he cups the youngers face. their lips move together, biting and licking as their hands are unable to stay in one place. the ache to touch and yearn for each other has become natural.

"be mine?" Marco asks, voice coming out hoarse from the kiss. he finally asks the question he's excited yet afraid of hearing the answer to.