Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime, and desperate for love.
Years of being hyper-aware of his own looks have made Jared develop social anxiety. When you look like Jared, love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks or confidence, but h...
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Jared was sitting at the same table with Darnell's father, Austin, and Yves. It was late in the evening on a Saturday, and they were currently in the crowded bar that Darnell worked at. Jared watched the stage, not really interested in the other queens that were playing. He was waiting for Darnell. He bit his bottom lip as his face flooded with color at the memory of Darnell practicing a bit of his routine in his living room. If sexy could be personified it was Darnell's drag persona. As Jared looked longingly at the state Yves stared at it with a glint in his eyes. He used to do 'drag' back in France — of course, the drag he did was a lot more classed than this. He had been a parent queen. Yves hadn't seen a drag show since forever, so it was not as if he was complaining.
Austin watched Yves as the dark-haired man watched the stage with the biggest grin on his face. The current drag queen on stage was doing a dance routine; tumbling and spinning around the stage. At a point, Austin feared the queen would fall, but she had such a good eye that she landed right on the edge of the stage from time to time. When the queen was done there was a round of applause. The queen bowed, making the cotton candy-colored hair on their head bounce a bit. The queen walked off the stage, and the announcer walked towards the middle to energize the crowd.
"Who's ready for Miss Anatasu?" the man in black asked, making the crowd cheer. That's Darnell Jared said with a mix of pride and excitement. Yves raised a brow in interest, turning back to the stage just in time to catch the younger man strutting on to the stage as Jazz music played in the background. Darnell was in a cocktail dress and he was wearing a short straight wig. Like always, his makeup with minimal compared to the other queens, and he had on padding to give the illusion of a smaller waist. Yves couldn't keep his mouth closed. Darnell looked amazing.
On the other side of the table, Darnell's father watched him with Jared. Jared felt a bit tense, wondering what Narong thought of the show. The man's face was unreadable, and it was hard to tell if he was just squinting because he didn't come with his glasses or if he had mixed feelings about the show.
Darnell started singing into the microphone, and it was then Narong smiled at his son moving his lips until he started singing along with him. Jared smiled, looking away in relief. On the other side of the table, Yves had his legs crossed and his fingers poised in a way that let him snap them to the beat. Darnell moved across the stage, engaging the audience with poses and air kisses.
The camera hung around the stage, taking pictures and Darnell strutted from one end to the other. Thankfully, the man wasn't Nyx. Darnell had the club change who taped him ever since the incident with Jared.
Surprising everyone, Darnell walked down the stage, still singing as he approached the table with Jared and the rest. For a moment Jared didn't think he was coming their way, but when he locked eyes with Darnell he shivered, feeling his heartbeat quicken as it threatened to jump out from his chest. Darnell eventually reached the table, singing to everyone. He first put his hand around Yves, pulling the man close to the fake breastplates he was wearing before heading over to his dad. He smiled at the older man, pointing the microphone towards him so that he could sing out loud.
