Once Fate Became Twisted | Man x Boy | Ⅱ

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The next morning, Isoloses woke up with Naevys to the sound of Laiex knocking on the door with Isoloses's uniform for the royal guard. Isoloses had gotten up and taken the uniform before going straight to the shower. He was covered in cum and slick from having had sex the night previous and absolutely couldn't show up to his first day working with Vampires smelling like he'd just fucked someone. After showering, Isoloses glanced down at the razor and then side-eyed the mirror for a moment, before his eyes darted to the uniform.

Isoloses sighed as he turned to look in the mirror, his hand running over his cheek cautiously. Demon's hair grew at a substantially slower rate so he didn't have to subject himself to staring at himself intently enough to shave. It truly was the little blessings, in the end, he supposed.

Isoloses sighed as he picked up the bag that the uniform had been delivered in and pulled out the shirt, jumping a little in surprise as a shiny mask fell down onto the countertop and Isoloses looked over it curiously. It made a small noise as it clattered down against the countertop with a clang. Isoloses's eyes widened a little and he flushed as he took in the sight of the mask.

It was nice. A lot nicer than the one he currently had. It was just plain and connected around his ear so that the bottom of his face was covered. This mask, though, it was--not like that at all.

It was black, and it was meant to go over his eyes--or rather eyes because only one side of it actually covered his eye. The long side, which would reach to about his cheekbone, had gears fashioned in white gold, connecting to white gold springs that connected to other gears. Some of them were facing outwards while others were facing up so that they were flat on the surface of the mask. The eye hole on that side was covered with a black mesh and then a layer of fishnet. holding the fishnet and the mesh into place was a thin line of white gold which circled the entire eye. The portion of the mask which would cover his forehead, the top of his left eyebrow, and his nose was whatever black metal they used to make the black metal of the mask itself, with the white gold marbled and scattered through it.

The marbling effect faded off towards the side of his mask that reached his cheekbones but got more intense towards the side that only covered his eyebrow. The eyehole was lined with a tightly coiled spring made of white gold, and it sparkled. The entire thing sparkled. It was shiny, and--way too good for the likes of him. Too nice.

"Isoloses, what was that racket?" Naevys asked as he poked his head into the bathroom. Isoloses flushed a little and looked over at him, pointing towards the mask. "It's nice. What happened? Did you drop it?" Isoloses nodded, flushing a little.

"I was going for the shirt and I didn't notice it," Isoloses responded, and Naevys nodded before turning on his heels and going to walk away. He hesitated for a moment, though, before he glanced back at him.

"It'll look good on you," Naevys said, before he promptly walked away, his heels clanging against the wooden floor as he scurried off. Isoloses watched him go for a moment before he smiled a little and glanced down at the mask. He nodded his head. He could do this. It was a nice gesture from Cassian, and Naevys thought the mask would look good on him. It was a gift. Something he didn't deserve but had anyway.

Isoloses hurried through putting on his shirt and then tugged out the jacket. It was black, rather plain in terms of overall appearance, it didn't stand out nearly as much as the mask did--but it was... professional. It had a black leather collar, with three buttons up the front with leather rectangles that had little d-rings along each one. Around the arm of the left sleeve, there were two leather bands that had a belt mechanism so he could adjust them, though the way they were placed seemed fine. On each side of the jacket, there were leather pockets with buttons, one of them was a little wider than the other--a crescent pouch, Isoloses realized as he examined it closer. The other seemed rather pointless, it was just a leather flap that seemed to serve no purpose.