Gamer Boi

Part 5: Tell no one

Angel didn't say anything as he let himself out of the limo. He smiled at the broken down building and sighed. He was happy to be here. He was dressed to the nines in black dress with a huge slit up his leg and his best heels. He had just been at the studio and had to look the part for Valentino's prying eyes. He rubbed his bruised arm and walked with Jerry to the foyer.

"Hey Jerrs, What does bungee jumping and hookers have in common?" He smiled at the stiff man.

"Oh, what do they have in common?" He asks.

"They both cost a hundred bucks and if the rubber breaks, you're screwed!" Angel busted a gut as Jerry shakes his head and types in the code.

Angel wiped away his tears and gasped as he catches his breath.

"Oh, my gosh, gotta tell Cree that one!" He giggled.

Jerry smiled and looked peaceful as he asked a question, "Mr. Dust, are you quite fond of Mr. Nicolaide?" 

Angel widened his eyes before looking away, giving a frown. "Ya don' have to rub it in my face."

Jerry chuckled a bit.

"Ohhh, so you find 'that' funny huh?!" He smirked at the butler.

"Indeed Mr. Dust. He is absolutely oblivious. You must be trying your best to appear suave." 

"Psht, I'm the definition of suave." Angel rolled his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Oh? Your last joke was something of class to some, I'm sure." Jerry peeked at Angel's face.

Angel looked annoyed and growled at the butler.

"Shutup Jerry." He scoffed and left the foyer in a rush while Jerry laughed and shook his head.

His heels clicked as he made his way to the living room, he looked around and saw no one. The tv screen was black and Cree was nowhere to be found.

"Cree? Where the fuck are you?" He asks and pulled out his phone.

No messages.

"Ugh, Cree, I don't want to play hide n seek y'know." He made his way to the bedroom to look for him.

He huffed and opened the door to see the back of Cree as he applied a touch of mascara. He turned around to see Angel looking at him. Cree's face had swipes of color and glitter as well as bright blue shades of color around his eyes and thick liner, with mascara of course. Angel gaped at him. He noticed the color of blue shining in his eyes. He was oddly beautiful. He wore a hoodie as usual, dark blue with his logo and black pants with heeled black boots. Angel said nothing.

"Hey Ange, c'mon, gotta get u ready, you look like shit." he pushed him to the vanity and started with pink, red, and silver face paint.

"Woah! Woah! What the hell is happening?!" Angel screeched before Cree could apply the color.

"Hey, it's a surprise, jeez. I don't wanna be late neither so work with me." Cree wiped the makeup off his face and began applying the colors to Angel's face, transfixed on his work.

Angel just stared at Cree as he worked on him. He noticed how close and calm Cree was and how much he was liking it. He allowed Cree to add glitter and beautifully done red an silver eyeshadow before adding liner and mascara. He left his lips alone. Cree laughed and put a huge, squelchy kiss to Angel's cheek.

"Mwahahahaha! A beautiful masterpiece! Cree baby, you've done it again!" He fist punched the air.

Angel's face went tomato red but it went unnoticed as Cree grabbed Angel and pulled him to his closet. He rustled through many clothes, mostly hoodies, before grabbing an outfit. It was silver and pink loungewear outfit. The top had a V-neck that went down a bit with silver sleeves that ended at his elbows and comfy looking blush pink pants. He handed the outfit to him.