Incident at the Club ☆ AweSamPonk ☆

° Chapter Four °

As Ponk delved deeper into the building, the excitement in his gut grew more and more, engulfing him in a euphoric, yet weak spirited feeling.

Once he reached his dressing room, he went over to his work attire, which hung on a rack, and grabbed it, bringing it over near a chair. He set the clothing down on the chair and began to take off his outer layers, getting ready to change into his work attire.

After zoning out for what felt like forever, Ponk realized he hadn't finished changing, he still needed to take off his shirt and pants and replace them with the ones needed for work.

As he was finishing taking off his shirt, Ponk heard a soft knock on the door, "Come in."

The door opened to reveal Sam, who as soon as he laid eyes on a shirtless Ponk, squeaked in surprise before slapping his hands over his eyes, "S-Sorry! I didn't know you were changing! Y-you said to come in!"

"Pfft, it's alright Sam, I'm fine being seen shirtless, it's not like I'm not shirtless nearly every night." Ponk quipped, grabbing his white shirt and shaking it out.

Sam partially uncovered his eyes, still wanting to respect Ponk's privacy, but also navigate closer to the shorter male so he didn't need to yell, "Schlatt said he wanted to see you, and soon. He didn't seem too happy either." There was a hint of worry in the hybrid's voice, making Ponk curious.

"Alright, that's fine," Ponk had put his shirt on and was now yanking down his dress pants, "Tell him I'll be there in a minute, I need to stop by the bar to see Tommy for a second after I'm done changing."

Sam had covered his eyes once more and turned his head when Ponk had begun to take off his pants, not wanting to seem weird or creepy, "A-alright, I'll let him know."

Before Sam could go, Ponk gently grabbed his shoulder before slowly prying his hands away from his eyes, "Why are you so nervous? I've never seen you like this, even when you're around me while I'm performing... Are you alright?"

Sam gulped, his face had already heated up, a light dusting of blush betraying him, "I-it's just that- I don't want- I'm not trying- I- I-"

Ponk cut him off with a soft kiss on the lips, "Don't stress about it. I see the way you look at me, and I assure you, I feel the same way." The shorter male gave a quick wink, smirking as he saw the creeper hybrid's face darken even more with a shade of red.

Ponk turned and grabbed his jeans with the built in assless chaps design, he then began to put them on, looking towards Sam, "You should get going now so Schlatt doesn't flip on you," after he put the pants on, he slipped on his cowboy boots and walked over to Sam.

"I'll see you later, Sammy."