Lunar had been woken up by Midnight licking his face. He noticed he was one the couch, he must’ve fallen asleep there.
“....,” He shot up looking around realizing he had fallen asleep and that means it was while Erien was here. But with a quick search around his apartment, Erien was nowhere to be found. Just the first aid kit placed on the kitchen counter with a note.
“Hey,
Thanks for letting me hang out a bit I guess. If you can even call that a hang out. You fell asleep on me pretty fast, I think because of the peroxide pad and bandages on your head wound. I just left you alone and played with Midnight a bit before I left.
I’ll see you whenever again. Thank you for dealing with him even though I didn’t ask you too. Make sure you take care of your head or I’ll kick your ass.
-Nova
P.S. you smell. Take a fucking shower. :P
Lunar chuckled at the note and placed the first aid on top of the fridge. Midnight trouted along with Lunar to the bathroom. Late late night shower and then back to bed.
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I Like It Loud by Cash Cash blasted through Gedeon's speakers, a few of the dancers were sitting on the edge of the stages, some of them at the bar. Deimos was casual scanning around the floor with a drink in hand, slipping it down slow. His eyes snapping to the club doors pulling open and Erien, Lucas, and Pear popping in in a hyper mood.
“You, Lucas, look like a pimp with those too on either side of you,” Deimos notioned to all three of them. Then snickered and shrugged.
Pear was in a white chiffon deep V neck blouse with corset shorts on with her over the knee cloth black boots. Her hair was up in a messy bun, some strains of her now all pink hair curly hair out. Pear hopped onto one of the stages and spun around the pole, soon flipping upside down, her legs wrapping around the metal and spinning has her arms hung down.
Erien stood near Lucas. His high waisted black dress pants fitted to him making it look subtle thanks to his black short sleeve shirt that was just a little loose. He messed with his black baker’s boy hat, fiddling with the chain on it that matched the one hanging off his pants. His black combat boots thumped against the tilted floor.
Lucas really did look like a pimp no thanks to his black suit and fedora. His thin feather like hair hanging down around his face made him seem little more like a mysterious pimp that is.
He pulled off his sunglasses and placed them in his pocket, smiling at Deimos,” Well, I guess then I’m here to drop off my goodies then. Make sure they do a good job. They are expensive so don’t break them.”
“Lucas!” Erien and Pear screamed at Lucas, one of the shoes from the back stage was immediately thrown at his head as he ran out laughing and waved to them both. Deimos snorted with an amused smile.
“Deimos, am I able to go on tonight? I bet coming back now would be a good idea.”
“Wish thing to ask. Everyone is pissy you aren’t back yet, so sure. Have at it.”
Erien cheered, racing up and jumping onto stage, Pear giggling as she flipped down and stood. Her and Erien lined up on opposite sides of their own poles, waiting for the song to replay again. And once it did, so did they. Practice. Because why not. This was the song they were going to dance to.
Even though in the back of his mind there were some troubling thoughts and lingering emotions, Erien smiled happy to be back at it. Not having to fear coming to work now.
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Gedeon's doors opened for the night, another night again, and regulars flooded in. Music boomed throughout the building, Pear and Erien stayed backstage getting ready. Sun was getting especially ready, chugging down a hard bottle of Sunset Rum as he exhaled with a satisfied smile.
“Whoa man,” Erien giggled out and snatched the bottle,” Boss put this back here so fun nights weren’t a drag. You chug the whole damn thing down, your client will just have a sloppy mess. Trust me, you aren’t fun when you are sloppy. You are a jellyfish at that point.”
“Psh, you just don’t know what fun is getting hella drunk Nova!” Suntrap waved out, fitting his furry coat over his shoulders as he wrapped arms around his clients bicep and disappeared in the crowd. Pear smiled, applying a last check of lip gloss before snapping it back and tossing it to the mirror desk.
Her body was decorated in leather. Leather red bustier top, red leather mini skirt with part of hip and thigh cut out. He heels clicking to the sound.
“You the lady in red tonight?”
“I thought bringing back an old outfit would be a grand idea,” she cooed, twisting her hair between her fingers to exaggerate the curls. Pear noticed what outfit was in and smiled,” So that one? How come? I thought you had a code on that one or something?”
Erien was standing in the mirror reflection. Pear wasn’t wrong, but for some reason he felt tonight was well worth the outfit. Sun was wearing the Angel outfit anyway for his night out with his client. Something about tonight felt great.
The whitish pink Rosario corset blouse with matching thin layered petticoat tutu went well. Too well.
“Cute little horns like mine!” Pear bounced in her heels as he tapped the little pink horns in Erien’s hair. Pear has bright red ones in hers, both making her they were fixated on to withstand anything.
“Erien, you got someone saying hello.” Deimos popped his head in, blinked into an awed shocked state from seeing he was in the outfit finally. Lunar popped in head in from the door frame as well,waving a bit only to stop and stare.
Pear clasped her hands on Erien’s shoulders with a sly smirk,”Look at this cutie little angelish devil. Isn’t he so cute? Deimos he finally is wearing it!” Erien’s face flared up into a red state, the music starting up indicating it was his turn with Pear. He pushed past both males, covering his face so he could avoid eye contact. It didn’t matter though, he could feel his eyes even more. Pear was strutting right behind him, gaining character just as Erien was and stepped onto stage from behind the maroon curtains. Whistles blew loudly.
I Like It Loud blasted again, Pear and Erien instantly grabbing the metal poles and spinning up, bodies in unison flipping upside down as they hooked their legs onto the metal and spun slowly. They sang along, Pear, eyeing the crowd and motioning with her fingers to the men closer by.
Erien arched his back as he raised up, the distraction of the dance and music making him forget the embarrassment he had just endured. He slid down stepping on the floor, Pear doing the same and switched places with him, both of their hands trailing up one another's arm before stopping and twisting towards one another and joining hands stepping around in place as the beat slowed. Their bodies lowered as they bent backwards then arched their backs, dragging their arms up again and spun up. They raced to their pole, stepping around the poles.
Pear latched onto hers as placed her back to it and slid down slow. Erien flipped at the tutu skirt, snaked an arm up the pole and slid down keeping one knee propped up as he dropped down. Both him and Pear panted invisibly as the song ended, money being tossed on the stages and whistles echoed. Chateau by blackbear started to play, Erien stood up and dropped down off the stage and sang out along, flicking the chins of some people around him, Pear smiling and giggling as she swayed her hips to the beat. Erien did the same, running his hands up his body as tossed them in the air and stepped onto one of the isolated stages and rolled his hips, swaying the tutu to the rhythm.
Lunar and Deimos were staring from the back, unsure what they were seeing. Whether it was a rebellion or confidence out of nowhere. And Pear, along with everyone else, was sure boosting it on. But the show was definitely a show.
“This won’t last long. But this is perfect. It’s great when it’s on the surface.”
Lunar looked to Deimos. The ashy blond beside him was smiling happy at his best friend that was on stage with real energy and wanting to do this. Pear had joined Erien on the isolated stage and danced with him.
“What do you mean it wouldn’t last long?’
“His confidence in himself. It doesn’t last long. You will know when he has it if his music is a funny mix of sadness yet upbeat. Kinda like how blackbear’s music is. That’s when we know he is at his best. He only plays blackbear when he is in a great mood. So this is a golden moment.”
Lunar focused back on the stage. The devil outfit moving with Erien’s body, it was hard not to look. Every little movement was worth keeping eyes on. At least to Lunar.
His finger dug into his crossed arms, the stare getting bolder. Something in him was pinching at his irritation. Lunar’s want to snatch Erien off the stage and hide him. Hide him away only for Lunar to see the outfit and have Erien dress in it. Something about it struck appeal in the brain.
“Deimos, I have something to say.”
“Hm? What is it?” Deimos sipped from his whiskey.
Lunar paused for a moment, watching as Erien and Pear waved off and started to dance step towards him and Deimos. He sighed a bit,” I want him.”
Deimos glanced out of the corner of his eye then back to the two coming forward. Deimos nodded slowly, a small smile appearing now,” You got yourself pulled into this. You can have him. In a way, he is your responsibility now. But,” Deimos pivoted on his foot with a burning dark glare. With some hatred visible. Lunar wasn’t phased by it but stayed intrigued.
“Hurt him and I will ruin your night club, got it?”
“Rather not have that happen. But I don’t plan too. Thanks.”
Pear and Erien smiled at the two men, winking as they stepped into the dressing room and closed the door behind them so they could change. A few other dancers had gone back on stage after serving drinks and danced.
Lunar stepped out onto the floor and paced to the bar, his mind full. Very full.
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