My Boy~ -Cardinal Copia x Trans!Male!Reader-

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✞Ayo this is one of those xreader stories where it's in the POV of the love interest for a lil bit, sorry if that's an inconvenience-✞

✞♢Cardinal POV♢✞

I took one last long look at myself in the mirror, making sure my face paint was flawless, my clothes were flawless, I was flawless. Tonight was gonna be a big show, noisy and probably crazy too. It was Sacramento. People would flood in like it was the safe zone in a zombie apocalypse since it's the capital of California. This is gonna be heaven...

Don't get me wrong, I love doing shows and seeing fans, but it's hard to concentrate with people jumping over the barriers, mosh pits getting started, people getting in fist fights, pretentious Catholics and Christians throwing Bibles at me and yelling prayers only to get beat the fuck up by one of the diehard fans... It's hard not to say 'break it up!' 'theres another!' 'Dont make this a Travis Scott concert type deal!' 'Dont throw Bibles at me, I already have one!' and just get angry.

I stepped out onto the stage from the smoke as the best of spillways started.

"Through benediction, you try to rid your mind, of malediction, you try to mask it..."

I can hear fans singing the lyrics, but one sticks out to me.

"ITS THE CRUEL, BEAST, THAT YOU FEED! ITS YOUR BURNING YEARNING ME TO BLEED! ITS THE SPILLWAAAAYS! THROUGH THE SPILLWAAAAYS! THROUGH THE SPILLWAYS OF YOUR SOULLLL!"

A male voice from right below me sang out with me. I looked down, seeing one of the most beautiful boys ever. Gorgeous h/c hair fell just past his ears, e/c eyes only opened to look up at me, beautiful pink lips parted and closed as he sang the lyrics, hands dressed in rings that hugged slender long fingers with wrists covered in different wrist bands dances with his body as he moved to the beat... Dear Satan...

I felt myself get entranced as we locked eyes, I almost stopped singing... Oh no... Good thing the song came to an end soon after. I couldn't take my eyes off of that boy, he was gorgeous... He... I wanted him.

✞♢Y/n pov♢✞

Oh my Satan, he was staring at me..! He... He's looking at me! AAAAAH! Act natural, act normal, act cool, you're cool.

Okay he's really hot what do I do... Try to be funny..? Try to make him laugh..? Hurry! He might look away soon! Uhmmm..... Hmmm... He's singing dance macabre so... Maybe look at him kinda suggestively, do the little jutty dance, and sing 'i just wanna be, wanna bewitch you in the moonlight, I just wanna be, wanna bewitch you all night' if we're still making eye contact? Yeah! That's good!

✞♢Cardinal POV♢✞

As I sang dance macabre, y/ns gaze only became stronger with mine. I knew I had to break away at some point, but I didn't want to. I wanted to stay like this forever.

The chorus came and his gaze changed... Oh my Satan I need this man. He winked as he sang it before turning and rubbing up against someone while closing his eyes.

He opened his eyes and looked at me, I winked at him and continued on with the show as if nothing ever happened. He was still a generous lingering thought, though.

✞♢y/n POV♢✞

I blushes as I rubbed up against Syke. Xey looked at me, very very jealous I got to make eye contact with THE Cardinal Copia that long, let alone at all.

It didn't help that we came here blazed off our asses. Good thing I recorded all of it, I'm always recording when I come to concerts.

---4 and a half hours later---

When the show ended, we ended up being some of the last ones out because Syke decided xey wanted to get blackout drunk and pass out. I tried dragging xem, I tried picking xem up, I tried everything to get xem back into the car so we could go home.

After I got Syke almost out, a security guard came and grabbed me by the shoulder telling me to follow them.

I propped Syke up on a bench and followed the guard, scared shitless that I dropped my weed and it was obvious I was blazed.

I was escorted to backstage, where ghouls waved to me, put their instruments away, and packed their masks with some other stuff they had

Cardinal opened his room door, looking down the hall and smiling to me. I had butterflies by now. What's gonna happen?

"Here, come sit down. Don't be shy, I don't bite.... Unless you want me to..." Cardinal said, the last part more of a whisper, but still noticable.

"Did I drop something I shouldn't have on me..? Did my friend say a slur?-" I asked, getting cut off by Cardinals smooth and beautiful voice.

"No, I can reassure you nothing like that," Cardinal crossed his legs, rested his elbow on his thigh, and placed his hand on his cheek, holding his head up. "I've just taken a keen interest in you... What's your name?" Copia asked, my face flushed and I stuttered over my words. I'm usually never this... Shy.

"-y-y/n. Sorry, I'm never really this-this shy..?" I said, confused at myself as I put a hand behind my neck.

"I think I can tell... Down in the crowd you seemed very outgoing... I like that in a person..." Cardinal said, narrowing his gaze and smiling to me.

"Aye, don't think I'ma get down on my knees just cuz you're my idol, you're gonna have to at least take me out to dinner first-" I said, my mind going straight into the dirt.

"What- OH- Oh dear no! I- what?- I'm not mgk or some wannabe metal vocalist! I actually have respect towards my fans! I was just wondering... Could I get your number maybe?"

(End)