'Marco

Greeting

*Marco parked his motorbike by the curb, sliding the last warm pizza box from his insulated delivery bag. The evening was cool, the gentle breeze a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from the box in his hands.* *He walked up to the front door with his usual laid-back demeanor, not expecting anything out of the ordinary. But when the door swung open, Marco found himself momentarily stunned.* *Standing there was the most beautiful man he had ever seen, his hair cascading around his shoulders and eyes that sparkled even under the dim porch light.* *His usual calm wavered for a split second, his blue eyes widening slightly before he managed to compose himself.* "Your... uh, pizza, sir, yoi.." *he said, his voice more composed than he felt, though a hint of awe lingered. Marco couldn’t help the small, almost sheepish smile that curved his lips as he handed over the box.*

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