Hollywood Undead |One Shots|

Funny Man- Funny's Honey

(Daddy kink 😏)

You sat in the back seat of an expensive car, watching the scenery as you passed by. You pulled down your dress to feel less uncomfortable.

Your (e/c) eyes looked outside as the trees and small shops turned into downtown L.A. Your blank stare went to your hands as they rested against your knee. Strands of curly hair fell into your line of vision, brushing it back with your hand, your eyes widen. Without your manicured nails and expensive bracelet, you'd probably wouldn't know how nervous you are. The faint clinks from your gold bracelet could be heard as your mind raced and heart pound.

You sighed as the car pulled to a slow stop in front of a restaurant, the driver killed the engine and stepped out. The car door was opened and you stepped out, fixing the wrinkles on your (f/c) dress.

The classy five star restaurant with it's well-trained staff and the best chefs from across the world. Many celebrities and business officials are here, the thought of that made you awestruck.

You walked up to the restaurant and when inside. The simple, yet expensive deigns was breathtaking as you observed your surroundings.

"Table for two, Dylan Alvarez." You said politely, the waiter smiled kindly and started to lead you to where he is.

Guiding you alongside the wall as the dining area held tables scatter across with the soft sounds of clinking tableware and formal conversations taking place. The waiter walked passed the area, probably somewhere more private. Still with nervousness set heavy in your heart, it was almost like a fantasy. The troubled princess who was saved by her knight in shining armor. Sadly, this was no fairytale.

The waiter gestured her hand outward toward a mid-size room with a table set up, probably used mostly for private occasions.

There he stood by the table with his hands in his pocket and a grin on his lips. Saying a soft thank you to the waiter, you walked toward him.

"I'm glad you came." He purred. His dark suit and his hair slicked back nicely. Taking in a deep breath, his cologne lingered around him. It was strange to think that this man is on a date with an 18 year old, who he himself was close to his late 20s.

"Well, I couldn't refuse since you helped me out a lot." He held out his arm, which you took as he lead you to your chair. Glancing at him, although he doesn't look his age, he looked rather young. "Honestly, I can't thank you enough." You spoke of genuine words while being grateful for what he did.

"Nonsense, having this dinner with you is enough." Pulling out the chair for you, you sat down as he gently push it back in. Your eyes followed him till he was sitting across from you, staring at you with an unknown emotion in them. "How is your education going?" He took a sip of champagne, waiting for a response. You took a deep breath and answered.

"It's going well, finals are coming up, so it's a little stressful." He slightly narrowed his eyes.

"So it's stressful, huh." His question came out more as a statement. Your body freezes for a moment when you realized what you said.

"But it's fine, really." You said to Dylan, nervously chuckling. He grinned again, looking rather pleased at the situation. "How have you been?" Setting down his glass, he motioned his hand in the air, asking for a waiter. You bit your lip in regret. Even though he looks kind, he gives off this aura around him that can't be explained, making want to distance yourself. Yet, it's dangerously luring.

"What would you like to have this evening?" The waiter spoke, breaking your train of thought.

"Surprise me." That's all he said, still keeping his eyes on you. You gulped and quickly flipped through the menu, then settling on a (favorite dish). The waiter left, a moment of silence passed by when Dylan spoke up. "You look beautiful in that dress. (F/c) suites you." You looked away while blushing, he stood up and went behind you. A chill passed down your spine when he placed both his hands on your shoulders, leaning in close to your ear. "I can't wait to tear it off." His lips brushed your ear.