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Well I'm a modern guy
I don't care much for the go-go
Or the disco images I see so
Often telling me to keep trying
Keep up the work kid…
Chapter 7: We've Been Had
Marco threw himself onto the bed and kicked off his shoes as Ryan collapsed onto the floor and groaned loudly." Oh Mio Dio man," Marco sighed out, rubbing his feet." I can't believe it, we won!"
"I won" Ryan corrected as he threw his blazer off and fanned himself." July is too hot for such articles of clothing!"
Marco laughed," My Fair Fantasy is up for 10,000 in auction! Can you believe that?"
"No" Ryan said shaking his head." I can't believe it, I can't believe it!"
"Believe it!" Marco said as he picked up the 3 awards that Ryan had with him and spit shined them real good." You're on your way to stardom!"
"Yeah, well, we'll see about that" Ryan said happily.
"We need to celebrate" Marco said as he rolled under the bed and pulled a bottle of champainge.
"How may of those do you have stashed under there?" Ryan asked, laughing
"Too many" Marco remarked as he poured himself and Ryan a glass. After many drinks and laughs they settled down on the floor and ended up in a thumb wrestling match. It was tied, 14 to 14 when Ryan cheated and called it "An illegal move" when Marco pretended to grope him.
Marco called it off and decided to leave It as a tie.
"I'M BOARD" Marco proclaimed in a loud voice but quickly quieted himself when he realized that it was going on 12:30 at night and Jake was sleeping in the other room.
"Let's play a game, swap secrets" Ryan suggested.
"You have secrets?" Marco inquired
"As far as the sky holds stars" Ryan replied as he got out a pen and paper from Marco's desk and sat back down," How about this, we grill each other on questions while I draw to keep my unrequited artistic appetite at bay"
"Jakey's been talking to you I would presume" Marco remarked as he laid down on the floor and looked up at the ceiling, the lights were off incept for the moonlight that came pouring through Marco's wide window.
" I always wanted to wear a skirt" Ryan dimly confessed." Kinda weird right? I just have this fetish with it, I always wanted to try on a pair. I tried on Lizzie's once, But I ripped it"
Marco laughed," Okay…" He went into the closet and Ryan rambled on." I think that's freaky, who the hell wants to wear a skirt"
"I dunno" Marco said as he came out wearing a red skirt. He smiled.
"What the hell are- are you wearing?" Ryan asked.
"A skirt" Marco replied as he tossed one over to Ryan, "try one on".
"You're gonna laugh."
"It's just you and me, I have no reason to. Go on, try it"
Ryan nodded and began to pull the skirt over his pants when Marco stopped him." Take off your pants, it's easier that way" He remarked in a serious voice. Ryan did as he was told and then pulled them all the way up and laughed a little." Okay, I look stupid" He was about to take it off when Marco stopped him.
"No, keep it on" He murmured as he pulled the string in the back," You look cute"
" They feel cottony-"
" Airy-"
"Silky" They both said at the same time.
Ryan sat back down and began drawing again.
"So why do you apologies so much?" Marco began as Ryan licked his lips and began swiping away,
"I dunno, force of habit" He replied." Why did you take in Jake?"
"He was hurting and needed a place to go" Marco answered softly.
They went back and forth until Marco said something to piss Ryan off. " I don't believe that I express my yearning through my paintings! I express my out looks, my trials, my visions. I capture what I see, not what I feel"
"Did you ever try?" Marco asked as Ryan frowned.
"Why would I?" Ryan asked back." Do you take all your out looks and place them within your articles?"
"I would suppose so" Marco said," But I guess when you have everything it's not that hard to do"
"What do you mean, have everything? You've seen where I lived!"
"Besides my point, you have everything you really need. Family, Love, friends-"
"Friend. You-"
"And even then. You're talented, handsome-"
"And you're saying your not-
"I shatter mirrors-"
"You've got to be kidding me-"
"I'm insecure-"
"You're an idiot-"
"That's what you say…-"
"Forget it, Marco, you have everything that you'll ever need. A beautiful son who loves you unconditionaly-"
"Which causes custody battles that happen and appear like wild fire-"
"A wonderful boyfriend who you're very much in love with and a mother who loves you so much. I wish I had that-"
"You have like 5 brothers and sisters, thats a big family-"
"They're not like-"
"Your family" Marco finished off.
"Fool!"
Ryan smacked him," You're blind"
"This is so stupid, we're arguing over who has the worse life"
"You're a wonderful writer-"
"You're a talented artist-"
"You're fabulous-"
"You're flawless-"
"You're an attractive guy Marco. People- boys- stair at you when we're out, you're too blind to notice that-"
"I don't want them-"
"You wanted Dylan. You have Dylan-"
"Have you ever though that he may not want me?" Marco yelled.
Ryan got quiet." No, because he never would do that"
"How do you know"
"Because the way you talk so ardently about him this must be the real thing-"
"Love?" Marco asked.
"Yeah, the L word"
They laughed and looked at each other," The other L word"
" All I'm saying is that you're taking things for granted when you shouldn't"
"Give me one thing to be happy about" Ryan stated.
"Your dad-"
"Is dead. Died. Gone buried-"
"Lucky you, mines is still alive-"
"Then fix what ever altercation you had! Before it's too late-"
"It already is-"
"It's never too late" Ryan sighed out, running a hand through his hair and began working on the shading in the upper right corner of his picture.
"How would you know?"
"I don't"
"The-"
"My mother told me" He whispered." Her advise is normally good"
"Okay, listen…I know that you think that life is all woe-"
"Isn't it?"
"I wouldn't know"
"Bullshit, of course you would-"
"What are you talking about?" Marco sneered.
" Nothing…nothing" Ryan said as he shaded a little more." Things are not as simple as they seem"
Marco looked at him and scooted closer." What's happening? Why are we arguing like this, this is stupid"
Ryan watched as tear drops hit the paper.
"Nothing's simple anymore, everything is complicated" Ryan continued.
"They never were" Marco added softly.
"Why am I crying?" Ryan laughed out sadly as he wiped his tears away and took another sip." You gotta stop me from drinking this anymore."
"Here…"Marco looked at Ryan and grabbed his by the collar of his shirt, pulled him close so they were eye to eye and kissed him. He pressed his lips up against the other's and pulled him closer until he was stretched out over the floor and into his lap. He tilted his head up so he could look him in the eye while doing so and smiled slightly, breaking the kiss." Here's something simple for your world"
Ryan let go of the paper that he was drawing on and pressed two fingers to his lips." You consider that simple?"
"I consider that dull" Marco said." But since this night has officially been killed due to the account of male arguments in which no shirts were ripped off I think we should go to bed"
Ryan picked up the paper and stuffed it into his pocket." Yeah, yeah. Sleep"
He pulled off his skirt and laid down on the bed." This is exactly what I need right now, you hitting on me"
Marco rolled his eyes," Once again, you wish"
"Aren't you going to take off the skirt?" Ryan asked as he shut his eyes.
"Nope" Marco remarked." I think I'll keep em on tonight. They're silky"
"Yeah…Silky" Ryan murmured as sleep captured him.
Like Marco's lips…
Love? Attraction? Gasp? IS THAT really a question mark? I dunno, but what ever Ryan's feeling isn't good now is it? Or is it ? I dunno agao, read the next chapter to find out peoples!