1977
Steve put on his favorite Star Wars t-shirt and finished his outfit with a fedora. He was lookin' hella fly, ready to take to the streets.
Steve's two friends, Kevin and Harry, were over his house helping him sneak out.
"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" asked Harry. Harry was such a worry wort.
"Yes. I'm gonna go in there and win his heart," said Steve.
"Take this record," said Kevin, handing Steve a Yvonne Elliman record. "Give it to the DJ and burn that place down bitch!"
"Thanks guys," said Steve. "Okay, how do I look?"
"You look like one fly motherfucker," said Kevin, snapping his fingers.
The boys helped Steve out of the window and Steve climbed down the fire escape and down onto the street, the record under his arm. The streets were dark and cold, but Steve knew it would be warm where he was going. The song* Best Disco in Town, by the Ritchie Family, was playing. As soon as he rounded the corner, he saw it: The Cocktail Lounge. The best disco club in the town. And tonight, it was hoppin. Steve got in with little hassle at the door.
Inside, the lights were flashing, the disco ball was spinning, and people crowded the dance floor, laying down some cool moves. Steve looked at the people dancing trying to find who he was looking for. He spotted Paris, the owner of the club, dancing with a guy and a girl, both smokin hot. He saw a few other people that he couldn't remember the names of cuz the narrator is tired and didn't bother making a list of characters. The song, Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel, by Tavares, was playing, the beat, pounding to the rhythm of Steve's heart.
Then, he saw him, and everything else disappeared around him. Jimmy Kirk, aka Capn' Kirk, the hottest guy on the dance floor. The man that Steve was here for.
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Dean leaves his boyfriend's side and sidles off the dancefloor. He watches the dancers and tries to pick out potential winners for the dance contest later. But Dean knows that Paris always wins, so there's no point. Dean wanders to the back of the club, near the backdoor. Just as he rounds the corner, he runs right into someone. They both apologize but when Dean looks up, he stops and his mouth falls open. Standing before him is a man with the bluest eyes he's ever seen. It takes him a moment, but eventually, Dean recognizes that this is the most beautiful man he's ever seen in his life.
"Are you okay?" the man asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine," said Dean. "Who are you? Only Paris's people are allowed through this door."
"I'm the new runner. My name is Castiel," said Castiel. "But you can call me Cas."
"I'm Dean," Dean shook his hand. Cas then walked past him and approached Paris on the dance floor. Dean stared after him in awe, an idea forming in his head. He was going to win the dance contest with that man tonight.
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Steve walked right up to the DJ and handed him the record.
"Hey, what you got?" asked the DJ, taking the record from him. "Yvonne? Okay man, whatever."
Steve thanked the kind man and went to the dance floor, approaching Jimmy Kirk just as the song*, If I Can't Have You, started playing. Steve sang the first note of the song, "Don't know why, I'm surviving every lonely day..." He took Jimmy's hand and asked him for the dance. The dancefloor cleared and they started dancing, Steve singing and Jimmy soon joining in the song.
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Starstruck II: Saruman's Curse
FanfictionGet pumped for the best fic you'll ever read! Join Sam, Dean, Castiel, Captain Kirk, Steve, Harry Potter, Kevin Tran, and some surprise OCs in a magical adventure. The gang runs into the evil wizard, Saruman, and he curses them! They are all doomed...
