Filthy Business (One-Shots)

Lose You

(Alistair x Micha)

when showing texts, bolds are Micha, italics are Scottie.

I had a lot of fun with this. thank you anonymous requester !!  you were also very fun to converse with >.

its not smutty. :/

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"I really hate this gas." Daddy muttered as he eased  into the gas station.

The car was on the verge of being on e  on the freeway  and he's complaining about the gas ?

I sighed and picked at the  green nail polish on my fingernails , it was chipping and the imperfections were bugging me.

"Stay in the car ," he warned.

"But what if I want something? "I whined. He raised his left eyebrow.

"Well... then what if I have to pee? "

Alistair shot me down with a look as he stepped out his car.

I kicked his seat. "Bastard."

I groaned and turned my attention toward the convenience store- ooh, milkshakes!

I pulled my socks up over my calves and opened the car door,  I looked over the hood at daddy but his back was to me and he was cursing at the gas kiosk.

I grinned to myself and skipped to the store. Bells at the top of the door frame jingle as I pulled that door open signaling I came in.

A huge man that was standing behind the counter covered in tattoos ,piercings and leather watched me walk in with a little smile on his face.

I walked through the isle with chips and cereal in it, squealing when I found a family sized box of Lucky Charms. I opened it up and started eating as I walked through the rest of the store.

"I don't see any milkshakes." I announced loudly my mouth full of cereal ,looking at my reflection in the refrigerator glass. I swallowed and went in my pocket to get my mascara and lipstick. 

Daddy was taking me to his parent's house for a pre-Halloween costume party that our mommy invited me to. 

Naturally I was a kitty!

I rolled on a fresh layer of midnight blue lipstick, it was so shiny and smooth it felt like lip gloss and put on a new coat of navy mascara too. I have on a gray furry  sweater with blue cat ears on the hood and a blue tail in the back ,a black leather mini skirt  that ended just above the bottom of my ass cheeks (I wore a thong so it wouldn't interfere- and of course for other reasons)  and gray socks and black converse ,so it's pretty obvious why I'm wearing all this blue makeup.

The weird cashier guy hovered behind me as I brushed the mascara brush through my eyelashes, I purposely brushed them outwards and to the side. "You're pretty." He said.

I looked up at him , meeting his dark gaze for a moment. I dunked the mascara stick.back in its tube and whipped on another thick coat of mascara.

"I know." I turned around to face him and ,closing the vial as  he looked me up and down hungrily.

"You're really pretty."

"And you're weird.  Can we stop stating the obvious?"

"And sassy." He chuckled.

"And I want a milkshake."

"No ice cream, no milkshakes. Sorry, kitten." He shrugged and got closer, a toggle on his stupid looking leather jacket was poking me in the eye he was so damn  close. He wound his finger in the fabric of my kitten suit and pulled it down my shoulder slightly. I know it was the trail of fingerprints and hickeys  that made his eyes shoot up.