Ghost Oneshots /// Ships (pt.1)

🔞 Swiss x Sodo - His wounded soul pt.2

Dom: Swiss
Sub: Sodo

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Swiss hadn't spend a day since without texting Sodo. He wasn't so sure how happy the other was about texting on end every day, but he figured that as long as he didn't say anything about it, he could just continue that way. Swiss also realized that he didn't go to the pub anymore as often as before. He visited it a couple of times after their night, and had one or two more one night stands. But he quickly realized that no one could compare to Sodo, so he didn't even try. Instead, he spend his time at home with playing guitar and singing. He even picked that up as some kind of job again, posting his stuff online. He mainly did that to get some extra money, though. 

He still kept the letter Sodo had written him in his bedside table, and there were a couple nights when he couldn't sleep, that he picked it up and just stared at the messy handwriting. He felt pathetic. How could he, of all people, fall in love with the emo guy who was in town for only one night? But he would lay in bed, imagine Sodo to sleep next to him while the music of his newly discovered, favorite band ghost played quietly in the background. The music wasn't his favorite. What was his favorite, was that he could imagine how Sodo played guitar to it. There were a couple songs he actually really adored though, and the more he listened to it, he felt the better it got. He had tried everywhere to get tickets to the concert.

They were on tour right now, and all tickets were sold out. And if there were people selling theirs, it would be absolutely ridicolously expensive. But Swiss saved money. He needed to go to a concert, and he needed to be front row. He felt like it was his only option to see Sodo again. They may have exchanged numbers, but Swiss knew that sooner or later, they would fall out of touch. Sodo would get annoyed at his nagging and overload of texting, and to prevent that happening too soon, Swiss figured he'd just have to go see him instead. And after two weeks or trail and error, he actually held the ticket for ghost in his hands. He couldn't quite believe how stupid this was. He had spend a ton of money, simply to see one of his one night stand. But so far, he didn't regret it one bit.

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Swiss had driven a way too long distance, just for a concert and seeing a one night stand. And he also queued way too long. But as he stood at the very front of the barrier, he couldn't have been happier about it. He was excited like a little kid. He hadn't told Sodo about having bought the tickets, because he wanted it to be some sort of surprise. He was also looking forward to the concert though, because he had heard that the show was supposed to be breathtaking. But when the band came onto the stage, and Swiss' eyes fell onto the masked band members, he felt a mixture of disappointment and giddiness. He knew instantly which one Sodo was, despite his face being fully covered by that weird helmet. But he did wish that he could see his pretty face and gorgeous long, blonde hair.

The show was insane though. The songs were played amazing, and the whole mood of the crowd and all was fucking insane. Swiss was enjoying himself a lot. And it got even better when Sodo seemed to finally have spotted him. He threw him pics, and always pointed at him. He made some naughty and teasing hand movements, but what especially stuck with Swiss was what Sodo did during the song he recognized as mummy dust. Watching Sodo pretend to jerk himself off on stage was something he didn't think he'd see, he had to be honest there. But it almost gave him a boner. Luckily just almost.

It was nearly as if Swiss could barely recognize the smaller man on stage. With wearing the mask, and no one recognizing him, it was as if he was way more confident than before. There was nothing left of the guy Swiss had met in the bar a couple weeks back. Honestly, he would've loved to see the look in the others eyes when he spotted him. What was his reaction when he noticed Swiss standing in the crowd, right at the very front? Was he happy to see him? Or did Sodo feel uncomfortable with knowing someone knew who he was? Swiss couldn't tell, but he just hoped that Sodo would actually be true to his words, and get him backstage. In reality, it wasn't about getting backstage. Swiss didn't care about that. For him, it was only about having a teeny tiny bit of alone time with that handsome guitarist.