It's forbidden to be gay in 1967.
Famous painter Alastor and illustrator young and rich.
Famous ex female stripper losing his job to being a illegal disguised male fraud. Landing in a bar finding each other...
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"I spotted you from a mile away and you were so bright and it was more to meets the eye than any other women I encountered. I think. My heart started beating for the first time~ but I still don't know."
So there is Angel inside the beautiful mansion owned by Alastor.
" This place is so beautiful" as Angel looks around with his eyes glittering over the eyes of the chandelier above him.
" oh yes. I do say that my home, is known to be very amusing to new guests."
Taking Angel's hand and letting him loop his arm through. He slowly takes Angel deep into the house some more.
" so. *Clears throat* Alastor...?"
He looks at Angel.
" yes?" As he glares at him
" you have a wife?" Angel feels embarrassed " a-as I don't want to make a scene. Her seeing me like this... thinking she's, not for your standard..."
Alastor chuckles.
" oh no, my dear. I'm unmarried."
Angel bites his lip in relief.
"Also, Angel. If you agreed to work with me. I don't see why you can't live with me either"
Angel chokes in shock to his oxygen
" what?! Live? With you?"
Angel chuckles nervously.
" with all due respect sir, thank you, however, I have a home... well flat..."
Angel goes dark
" even though this place I would love to live in"
Alastor cuts in
" Splendid! Now. Let's sort you out a room and new fashion clothes"
" N-no Al I di-... oh okay"
Walking down the glamorous halls. Alastor approaches an oncoming door. Picking a golden key out of his silky trouser pocket.
" that'll be your room my dear"
Soon placing the key into the slot and turning it slowly to the right. Hearing a sudden click as Alastor turns the door knob and slowly opened up the great glossy rich wooden door surface.
Letting Angel approach first. En counting a beautiful butterfly pink and red room with a king-sized glossed red mattress. Beautiful lit curtains. An on-suite and wardrobe the size of giants reaching up to the ceiling.
"What do you think my dear"
" This is beyond all I could've imagined ever stepping into my life"
Angel looks at Alastor with tears of a smile in his eyes.
" I couldn't thank you enough"
Angel approaches the wardrobe door and swings them open excitedly.
" oh... there's no clothes in here."
Angel looks at Alastor with confusion.
" that's the next question I was also going to ask you"
Angel smiles.
" clothes shopping?" Angel asks with the smirk
Alastor takes out his car keys and hangs them on the end of his finger
"What are we waiting for then"
Soon entering a beautiful silver Aston Martin DB5
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