Secrets ➸ Misaac

2.6

Outfits Above, Michael's outfit on the left and Isaac's outfit on the right!

The picture in Michael's is what the place they're in looks like, and the necklace in his is explained later. Also, my friend showed me the album Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez and fucking yes.

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Isaac fixed up his hair, a bit nervous for in a bit. His siblings and everyone else but Michael had already left so its around seven but they won't be back until sometime after midnight.

Once he finished with the bit of make up he went and put on his Star Wars converse high tops.

Michael downstairs, leaning against the wall next to the staircase. Looking through a couple texts he had missed or just texting his Mum.

Isaac came downstairs, playing with the hem of his jacket as Michael turned off his phone and waited until he stopped in front of him before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and grabbing the keys to the car and they both headed out.

Michael bit his lip as he climbed in, he knew he shouldn't be taking Isaac where he was but he's been stressed the whole time Isaac was out.

He had to watch Isaac so he couldn't leave him home and come back to the boy shaking and crying or having deep cuts on his body.

He hadn't even realized they were half way there and Isaac was singing quietly to Stitches by Shawn Mendes. He pretended not to hear so that he could listen to his voice as he saw the colored lights and cars zoom past in a flash.

Soon the car started to slow down a bit and Michael pulled up into a open parking spot. Isaac looked at the place in front of his window, bright lights and had loud music.

A club.

He cringed slightly as Michael got out, why would Michael take him here?

He didn't bother with it, Michael probably had a reason for it.

Maybe?

He followed Michael in, surprised that they just let you in without asking for ID.

Isaac ended up in a booth by himself, Michael somewhere on the dance floor as he just played on his phone.

Honestly he didn't mind because he got to be on his phone and everyone else didn't give a shit.

"Hello." He heard, he looked up to see a boy with dark hair and bright blue eyes at the side of his booth wearing an apron.

"H-Hi..." Isaac put down his phone, the boy looked around Luke's height.

"You look lonely, did you come with someone?" The boy asked, Isaac gave a shrug.

"He's probably drunk and dancing with some slut." He admitted, making the boy chuckle.

"Well he's missing out, you seem nice-"

"Isaac."

"Nice to meet you, Isaac. My names Nick, I work here." The boy sat next to the eighteen year old.

Isaac scooted in the opposite direction a bit, he likes his space with strangers.

"I kind of guessed by the 'uniform' you have on," he joked, making the dark haired boy roll his eyes slightly.

"Not my fault they suggest you wear all black." He laughed, they ended up talking for a while until the people in the club started to leave and there was only around twenty people.

Isaac felt awfully uncomfortable when the boy kept leaning closer a bit more though.

Soon Michael stumbled over, only a bit drunk so he's more sobber than all the other times.