Skeleton In The Closet

Chapter 6- Don't Let The Person Get Away!

3rd Person POV

Hiroshi's eyes made its way up to Hypnosis's feet and to his body. He had a lean and masculine body that of a model, fair and smooth skin that looked so delicate. Slowly again, his eyes made its was to Hypnosis's face. Green emerald eyes that are enticing, and could draw in anyone regardless of sexuality. His hair was a wavy chestnut brown, and was slightly messy but was somewhat beautiful at the same time. Green eyes? Wavy chestnut brown hair?

Hiroshi blinked his eyes a couple of times, making sure that his eyes wasn't playing tricks on him but what he sees in front of him was real. Hiroshi stood a few steps backwards. He lifted his shivering hand, pointing at Hypnosis. Well, it is his stage name but Hiroshi already knew his real name. Hiroshi gasped.

"Mi-Mitsue?!" Mitsue's realisation took over him a few seconds late. His face gradually turned to a full bright red and finally realised that that his own employee that is from the same company is seeing the CEO with only his boxers on, well, more like a CEO who is a gay stripper and only wearing boxers. People such as him are a pretty rare gem. Mitsue quickly grabbed a white bathrobe that was hanging on a coat rack stand beside the speaker and put it on to cover himself.

"Wh-What are you doing here Hiroshi?!" Mitsue stuttered while shouting at Hiroshi, still embarrassed that he saw him almost naked. Hiroshi did not know what to say to Mitsue and if he were to say something, the only thing he could say was that he was peaking at him. That only sounds wrong because Mitsue could misunderstand and call him out as a stalker. Both were in a very confused stage but Mitsue decided to voice out.

"O-Oh okay, you know what? Come in and close that door." Mitsue facepalmed as he made his way to sit down on the chair that was at his dressing table. Hiroshi quickly closed the door to prevent anyone from seeing him and Mitsue. Hiroshi made his way to the couch to take a sit.

"Who says you can sit down?" With a firm voice, Mitsue snapped. Hiroshi was taken aback. He never knew that Mitsue could be aggressive, considering the situation that they are in of course, why would Mitsue not be angry. Hiroshi apologised. Hiroshi looked at Mitsue, he seemed pissed. He sighed.

"L-Look, I am sincerely sorry for what happened. I-I didn't know that it would be you." He blushed knowing that he have seen his crush's body. Mitsue tried his best in avoiding eye contact with Hiroshi, but kept looking at him because well, he too has a-that shall be saved for another time. Hiroshi cleared his throat.

"N-Now that I have seen you as a stripper-"

"Are you just going to ignore the fact that you were peaking at me?" Mitsue stated. Hiroshi could not find the words to say. What he said was true.

"W-Well, I-"

"How did you even pass through the main door? Don't you know that this entire corridor of stripper's makeup rooms is only for staff personnel?" Hiroshi was even more stressed when Mitsue was stating facts. His heart was pounding and he started sweating bullets. Mitsue leaned back on the chair, putting his right leg over his left. With attitude, he even crossed his arms.

"Now tell me, how did you get pass through the main door?" Hiroshi gulped and fiddled with his thumbs.

"I thought that the door was locked at first and I tried to think of a way to get in but I was sort of lucky when I saw a crack through the door, so I went in." Mitsue facepalmed.

"So you went in trespassing?" He stressed on the last word. Hiroshi laughed nervously, knowing that he was in the wrong.

"M-Maybe?" Mitsue abruptly stood up from the chair he was sitting on and stared directly into Hiroshi's eyes fiercely.