A/N: Originally written for a RP, but I thought I would post this here, as I haven't updated in so long.
It was exactly noon when Marco walked out the door of their house. He walked to the back where Dylan's car was nicely tucked under a cover outside the garage. Marco pulled it off, to reveal the black sport car with red racing stripes. Marco threw the cover in the garage. He wiped the palm of his hands on his jeans. He was so nervous. He had been impatiently waiting this day for a week, and now that it was here, he couldn't stop twitching and sweating. He started to pace around the side of the car. The door opened that connected the garage to the kitchen, revealing Alex.
"Marco." Not hearing her voice, Alex walked closer to him, stopping his pacing by standing in front of him.
"Oh, Alex. Hey."
"Dude, you have got to chill out. Why are you so nervous?" Alex said, shaking his shoulders.
"I don't know! I've been eager about this all week, and now I can't stop sweating," Marco told her, starting to motion with his hands. "Why can't I stop sweating?" He turned to Alex. "Alex, why can't I stop sweating!!"
"Marco, calm down," Alex said, resting her hands on his shoulder, stopping him from pacing. "You have nothing to worry about. Marco, look at me."
Marco looked up to Alex.
"Everything will be fine. This is Dylan, okay?" Alex said, heartfelt. "The love of your life, you know?"
"I know," Marco breathed.
"Once you see him, everything will be fine. Just breathe and try to calm down. You're just excited, so you're sweating and getting nervous, that's all."
Marco leaned towards the car, putting his hands on the side of the hood. He took a deep breath out, and then inwards again, repeating this process several times.
"Ok, you're right. I'll be fine once I see Dyl," Marco said. "Ok, ok.."
Alex opened the door to the driver's seat. "You sure you're okay to drive?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, Lexie."
"Then what are you waiting for, punk?" Alex grinned, pushing Marco in the car.
Marco laughed as he closed the door and started Dylan's baby up. Alex leaned on the car door, looking into Marco's eyes, dead-serious.
"Stop sweating and shaking. Dyl will be here soon, ok? Now go get your boyfriend so you two can make out."
Marco chuckled, as he grinned at Alex.
"Alex?" He asked, tilting his head, as Alex stood up.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks," Marco said, genuinely.
"No, problem," Alex winked, as Marco backed out of the driveway.
Marco was almost late, due to the horrible traffic to the airport, mostly due to the holidays. Most of his nervousness had disappeared, because all he wanted at that moment was Dylan. He looked at the screen, and found Dylan's flight, which was supposed to arrive at 2:00. He found Dylan's baggage claim, thankful he wasn't late.
Marco sat down to rest against a pillar, next to the baggage claim that was in clear view of the screen monitoring all the flights. Dylan would be there any minute now.
Dylan saw Marco before Marco saw him.
"Marco..." Dylan whispered, mostly to himself.
Marco finally turned his head in the other direction, seeing Dylan. He smiled widely, as he got up and started to run towards Dylan, as Dylan did the same, grinning happily.
"Dyl," Marco whispered.
As he got within a foot of Marco, Dylan dumped his bag on the floor. Before Dylan could even react, Marco jumped into Dylan's arms, wrapping his legs around Dylan's waist. As Dylan grabbed a hold of Marco's butt, Marco threaded his fingers through Dylan's hair, kissing him hard, passionate, and deep.