My Dynamite (frerard/funpoison)

Chapter 19

It's been two days since that evening at the stadium. It's been on my mind constantly ever since, stubbornly taking up space in my brain. The image of Poison looking so soft and unguarded, so gentle, has me weak at the knees. They're gorgeous. God dammit. Who gave them the right?

Whoever it was. You're torturing me. But also please continue. I do enjoy whatever Poison is doing to me.

We're going out on a date later tonight. The plan is to go back to the warehouse, because of course it is. That's like, our special spot. We're going to scribble more dumb stuff on the walls I think... I'm really excited. I can't wait. This is going to be awesome.

I have a feeling something good will happen.

I'm currently getting ready, it's almost time to leave the house. I'm wearing a black shirt that I stole from Poison, a dark gray hoodie and black jeans. I also decided that black eyeshadow would complete me, so now I'm putting that on. Or well, I'm trying. I'm terrible at makeup.

But after a few failed attempts it ends up looking surprisingly decent. A pretty small amount ended up in my eyes this time. I check myself out in the mirror- I come to the conclusion that I don't look so bad. I run a hand through my hair, trying to fluff it up a little. It fails, so I just leave it how it is. I washed it earlier, it should fluff up by itself.

I leave the bathroom and grab my things. I check the time- it's 6:40pm. So, about time. I put on my boots, take my helmet and I'm out.

The drive goes by surprisingly fast. The traffic isn't so bad, I arrive at the warehouse in only 10 minutes.

I leave my bike outside as usual- Party isn't here yet. I walk inside, going over to our usual corner. It feels weird to think about how only a few months ago did I come here by myself. I ran into Kobra that time, he took me to the Diner. That was a fun day.

But this is also the place where I met Poison and we shared our first kiss. I remember every second of it even now. That was awesome.

And now we're coming over here for a date. I stare at the art on the walls, wondering how did I end up here and what kind of dream is this. If anyone dares to wake me up, I'll be pissed.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by hearing another bike outside. I run to the door and sure enough there they are- wearing a hoodie with a skull on the chest, black jeans and my skeleton gloves. Their hair is gelled and looking perfect, even tho it got squished under the helmet a little. They're wearing purple eyeshadow and white eyeliner, it works unfairly well with literally everything else they got going on.

So beautiful.

I run up to them and tackle them into a hug. Party chuckles but hugs me back, picking me up and spinning up around in a circle before putting me back down and kissing me. I kiss them back, keeping my arms around their body. I'll never get used to this.

"Hey Dynamite," Poison whispers when we pull apart eventually. "Good to see you. You're beautiful."

I smile and kiss them on the cheek quickly. "You too. You look incredible. It's doing things to my heart."

They smile too. "Thank you." We pull apart from each other completely and head inside. Their presence makes me incredibly happy immediately. I love them.

We walk back to our corner. Party puts down their bag which was holding the cans of spray paint. I rush over to them immediately, pulling out the green one. Poison leans over and takes yellow. We have obtained our weapons of choice.

They lean down and write "PARTY" on the wall, with big capital letters. I write "GHOUL" underneath it. Now our names are on the wall. They'll stay until someone scribbles them over again.