»Talking Body (PromStuck)«

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Bright lights, those that strobe and those that don't, lit up the entire outside area. The twins rented a small part of a park for something they've heard about from many.

Prom.

A small white gazebo was decorated with streamers and lights, a small dj area set up, and two microphones.

They had obviously thought this through entirely.

Tikore adjusted one of the microphones, music playing around him. He was wearing a cutesy little dress, blue and violet, an had no problems with it.

Hikaru was making sure the decorations were good, wearing a nicely made, traditional tux. When he was done, he went to his brother; glancing up at the night sky a quick moment.

"Done, Tik?" He questioned with a quiet hum, running a hand through his hair.

His twin briefly glanced up and nodded, turning on every instrument in the gazebo.

The music continued as they stood behind the microphones. To gather people, you gotta make things seem interesting.

Tik smirked slightly and let lyrics fall from his lips. "In bed, stay in bed. The feeling of your skin locked in my head~"

Hikaru joined in and chuckled softly before so. "Smoke, smoke me broke. I don't care, I'm down for what you want~"

Their voices rang out, catching the attention of curious trolls; who gathered around and casually joined in on the fun.

Most heading to the outdoor bar though.

"Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here~ 'Cause you dry away my tears."

"Yeah, summer loving and fights~ How it is for us, and it's all because~"

They glanced at each other and harmonised perfectly for the next set.

"Now if we're talking body~ You got a perfect one, so put it on me~ Swear it won't take you long~"

Hikaru stepped back and went to the dj area, cranking up the music louder.

"If you love me right, we fuck for life, on and on and on~" Tikore licked his lips and purred, hips swinging before the actual singer took his place.

Figuratively, not literally of course.

They stepped off the gazebo and blended into the crowd suddenly, sticking close each other.

They hoped to see two special people there~ Perhaps even others that they enjoyed conversations with.

"Now if we're talking body~ You got a perfect one, so put it on me~"

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