Den of Ghouls | Ghost Band One Shots

🎭|🩵 Masked feelings [Terzo x Omega]

CW/TW:
• smoking (cigarettes)
• alcohol
• swearing

Always remember: Communication is key and only consent is sexy. Stay safe🫶🏻

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It's November 11th, people!
In Germany it's the start of carnival season today, I'm so excited🥰
That's why I wrote a Terzo x Omega carnival chapter for you (even though it turned out more like venetian masquerade than german carnival... eeeh, anyway).

It's a bit longer than usual since I had wayyyy too much fun with this😂

I hope you enjoy and lmk what you think🫶🏻
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Terzo PoV
He was unsure about this whole thing. Having a masquerade in the ministry where everyone, ghoul or not, could attend had certainly not been his best idea.
Why Nihil had agreed to that was another thing he couldn't get off his mind. Actually he had just suggested it to provoke the old man but suddenly he had agreed and Terzo was left with the task to organize it.
He had thought the concept through, there was no hole in his security concept: Every guest had to wear a special mask that concealed who they were during their whole visit in the ministry. It was able to hide ghoulish features as well as human ones and, of course, their scent. No one needed to know if their dance partner was actually a ghoul from the ministry or a human from outside. And of course names didn't matter this evening.

Even though it was his idea in the first place, he felt uneasy tonight. Maybe it was the fact that he felt watched by his father wherever he goes. Their little conversation about how to behave as a Papa wasn't that long ago.
He had forbidden Terzo once again to get involved with Omega, describing him as a wild animal who can't be trusted. Too bad that this 'wild animal' was irresistible to his son. Drawn to his ghoul like a moth to a flame he knew exactly that they couldn't be together and that he would, sooner or later, get burned by the flame, but who was he to withstand that intense purple gaze or those powerful hands that could be so gentle when they caressed Terzo's face.

By stepping outside on one of the balconies he hoped to get rid of that nagging feeling. He just didn't know what to do with his hands so his consumption of cigarettes was enormous tonight.
"Brother", Copia suddenly said from beside him, "You have smoked way too much already for tonight."
Terzo could only close his eyes and breathe out. As if he didn't know that already. "I know..."
"Don't tell me you're still hung up on..." This time Terzo had to interrupt him by clasping his hand over his brother's mouth. "Don't! I'm begging you, don't..."
With his lips drawn into a smile his brother removed the hand from his face. "You need to let it go. Find someone else tonight to forget about it. Get it out of your system, you know."
Suddenly his suit felt too tight and he opened the first button of his dress shirt so he could breathe more easily. Forget him? What kind of weird thoughts the kiddo had in his head... It wasn't that easy and even if it was, would he really want to?

Instead he heard himself say "Maybe you're right."
A triumphant smile had already made its way to Copia's face. "Good, I already picked out the best candidates for you."
Terzo knew his brother only wanted to help but couldn't stop his uncomfortable laughter. "Alright, little sicko, show me what you got."
Copia pointed at a figure standing with the back to them. "That person. Slim, athletic and..."
He interrupted his brother right there before he could finish his sentence "Even smaller than I am. Not tonight, brother. Next!"
The other man shrugged, then pointed to another figure more Terzo's taste. "Then this one. Tall, lean, muscular. More to your liking?"
Unconsciously he licked his lips. "Yep, I'll take that one. What am I gonna do now?"
Copia raised an eyebrow at him. "How about talk to them, drink, dance, have a good night and maybe a good fuck later?"
"Yeah, let's skip the drinking part. I'm way too nervous already..." Speaking those words made his hands sweaty and he was thankful for wearing his white gloves tonight. At least his chosen partner wouldn't notice.