An Idea Turned Into Real Life?

chapter 1

Holy fucken shit. I just saw Vanoss wearing a nice ass suit for the charity event and its exactly what I picture him wear in my head where he goes to this event, and Delirious also attends but keeps it a secret. Him also wearing a fine ass all black decked out suit, shiny black dress shoes, holding a glass of champagne, with one hand, fingers decorated with tattoos, looking at Vanoss. Giving dirty glances at him, smirking. Delirious would catch the eye contact and keeps it as long as possible, makes sure Vanoss sees him checking him out from bottom to top biting his lip until Vanoss looks away. Vanoss would think ‘Who the fuck is this guy keeps starting at me, does he know me?… Cause I feel like I know him.’ Delirious would then smirk and looked away, sipping his champagne.

Delirious decides to look back at him again seeing him loosen his tie and unbuttoning one button on his dress shirt, Delirious smirked again. Vanoss is starting to sweat a little having no clue why. He looked back seeing that man is still looking at him with those.. eyes. Then Delirious would buy Vanoss a drink with a piece of paper saying ‘Hey Hoodini ;)’. Vanoss widen his eyes, snapped his eyes back to that man, looking boss hell, holding his stupid drink.. The man grinned, raising one of his eyebrow at the same time making a cheers gesture with his glass and took a sip, licked his lips slowly followed by a wink. Delirious walked away, Vanoss’s eyes followed him, debating whether to follow him or not. But fuck it, that man is making him curious, “Is he a fan? He looks fine as hell though’…

Vanoss starts following him, the man stopped to chat with some people. He’s starting to feel like a stalker now, ‘How did this even happened?’ The mystery man is chatting up the group, charming them up it seems, the men and women were laughing, patting his shoulders and arms. During that time Vanoss takes the time to inspect the man. He’s tall, maybe the same height as him, short dark hair, slicked back. Chiseled, razor sharp jawline. His neck looks smooth and milky to the touch, like carved white marble, Vanoss gulped. The man looks super fit, he can see it. Beneath the blazer, the dress shirt, the pressed pants, beneath the briefs or boxer briefs, ‘Damn he has a nice ass holy geezus’. The man smiles and looked directly in Vanoss’s eyes like he knew he there the whole time, at the exact location where he’s standing, where his eyes have been. Then he showed a heavenly, cloud spreading apart, angels singing, doves flying, sun shining smile with a slice of sinister god of seduction wedged between it, gifted directly to Vanoss.

He froze in his place, doesn’t know what to do after that action, but to just keeps staring into those glistening color of beautiful clear early morning ocean waters. Delirious excused himself, walking in the opposite direction, turning behind a corner. Vanoss couldn’t follow him with people stopping his tracks, giving greetings to him, thanking him for participating, appreciating his works. Vanoss politely returned his gratitude, thanking them in return, gives them some smiles, later having to respectfully decline their offers of joining their table for dinner for he has some other business to attend to. Finally getting out of that crowd, he turned the corner, ended up facing three different doors. The kitchen, the roof, or the exit entrance. ‘Fuck it, exit it is’ Vanoss now stood in a dark alley way with one light bulb on the side of the building, looking around, having a difficulty seeing with the lack of lighting. He starts walking a few more steps. Then suddenly, he was shoved to a wall by that mystery guy again with those hypnotic eyes. Delirious rested his elbow on the wall next to Vanoss’s head, with his other hand holding his arm. Vanoss secretly liking the pressure of being pushed into the wall. ‘God he smells damn good’ Vanoss continues looking into his eyes, then the man got extremely close, they could balance a tic tac with their noses with their intimate distance. The man turned his head, at the same time Vanoss looked at his lips. He breathed hot breath on his ear and said in his deep, musky voice, “You’re looking for me?”

To be continued?