Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

Chp: 10

(M/N) woke up with a headache, he rubbed his temples to ease the pain. He stretched and looked at the time, 9:18 am. He groaned, finding it way too early to be up. He laid back down and closed his eyes to sleep, but an obnoxious sound halted that dream.

He opened his eyes for the second time this morning and glared at the pounding sound on his door. He got up and let out a sigh, still rubbing his head.

The knocking wasn't getting any quieter, "Alright! I'm coming!" He shouted.

The knocking stopped, but then ended up starting again, (M/N) threw the door open to see a smirking Suna.

Suna's smirk disappeared as (M/N) looked him up and down, his tired eyes processing that Suna -once again- was the one to try and wake him up. (M/N) rubbed his head from the memory of dancing with Suna, shaking his head and glared up at Suna.

"Would you keep it down! You're not helping my headache." (M/N) snarled.

Suna's smirked returned, but it was bigger than before, "Aw, but where's the fun in that Angel?"

"Why are you here?" (M/N) went straight to the point.

"We have our first mission, Kita will explain the details to us. So you should probably get out of your sleeping wear."

(M/N) nodded and closed the door, hearing a protest from Suna. (M/N) smirked and got ready for the day. Taking his sweet time since they decided to wake him up early.

After getting ready, (M/N) walked out to see Suna leaning against the opposite wall.

"You didn't have to wait." (M/N) raised an eyebrow.

"But partners are supposed to show up together." Suna crossed his arms. "Even if one takes ten thousand years to get ready."

"They are?" (M/N) tilted his head. Looking away as he began to think about the true meaning of partners, "Also, to be fair you woke me up. So I have the right to take my time." He nodded his head and looked back at Suna.

Suna nodded "Yeah they are." They ended up walking side by side to Kita's office. The atmosphere was quiet but comfortable. Suna glanced at the smaller boy and looked away, (M/N) did the same thing.

Both not daring to bring up yesterday, (M/N) already forgetting it. Locking it away, Suna not knowing if (M/N) remembered and he didn't want to embarrass himself.

Once arriving to Kita's office and walking in, Kita began explaining the situation. Holding a file before putting it down.

"There's a party the Deadly Dragons are holding tonight, announcing some big surprise. You two are to go in disguise and find out what their secret is. I have what you'll be wearing already on your beds, you have a few hours to kill before starting. Don't forget to bring weapons, you don't want to go unprepared. And (M/N) you'll definitely like what Aran picked out for you."

"Aran? That man hates my guts."

"Well you can kick his ass later. You will wear what is picked out."

(M/N) smirked he knew he was going to kill Aran, he hadn't even seen his outfit yet. They grabbed the file to figure out some of their names, even though (M/N) already knew their names.

He smirked, Alizer and (M/N) had planned ahead for this, so (M/N) had given Kita fake names to everyone. Keeping their information hidden.

They first went to the smaller male's room to see what he was wearing. (M/N) went pale, he look horrified. Suna was laughing so hard his stomach hurt. He was now officially going to kill Aran.

"Is this some sick joke?!" He raised his voice.

(M/N) slowly went to the (F/C) dress laid out on his bed, with a matching mask. Along with a longer version of his hair, a wig.

"Why can't you have the dress!" (M/N) whined.

Suna cackled, "Oh this gold. Oh! We have to do your makeup!"

"No!" (M/N) shouted, he put his head on the wall and sulked.

Suna looked at him amused, he walked to him and put his hand on his hair, ruffling it. "It can't be that bad." Suna stifled a laugh.

(M/N) looked at him, "You think?" He looked at Suna with hope in his eyes.

Suna softened at the expression, "I bet you'll look great." He smiled.

(M/N) nodded his head, believing the taller male.

They walked to Suna's room to see his outfit, and he has a pretty tuxedo. It correspond with (M/N)'s dress. (M/N) sulked again, Suna sweat dropped at him.

"Why do you get to look badass and I have to look like the damsel in distress."

Suna laughed, "I bet you can hide more weapons."

(M/N) jumped and looked at Suna grabbing his shoulders shaking him back and forth, "Oh my god! You're right!" (M/N) released Suna's shoulders and grinned widely, he had the perfect set up.

"You already know what you're bringing, huh?"

(M/N) nodded his head. "Of course. You have to think ahead."

After a few hours they began to get ready in their respective rooms. (M/N) first contacted his father, letting him know they were going to be there. (M/N) then put the dress on slowly, not ever wearing one before he was confused on how they worked. Kita gave him a shaw to cover up his chest area, so that way he looked more like a girl.

He carefully put his wig on and styled it to a more... girly style. He put his right leg on his bed, realizing there was a slit there he grinned.

He attached a knife holder and put two knives and his favorite dagger on it, he did the same with his left leg except he put a gun there.

He looked in the mirror, "Oh sweet. I'm hot."

Suna knocked on the door, (M/N) put the high heels -that Kita assigned him- on. He wobbled a bit but opened the door, finally being able to walk in the painful shoes.

Suna's eyes widened, a small blush coated his face.

"I'm hot right." (M/N) smirked.

Suna chuckled shaking his head, "You ready?" He stuck his arm out, changing the subject.

"I have to be." (M/N) responded taking his arm, still having slight trouble walking.

But not admitting he needed help.