Black Lotus [Vintaker]

Chapter Two

"I'm back," Vincent announced. His brothers, who he dubbed Shitty Thing One and Shitty Thing Two, ran to either side and jumped up to be carried in his arms.

"Welcome back!" they said in unison.

"You assholes are getting too old for this!" Vincent grumbled. If these two kept doing this every time he came home he wouldn't ever need to work out. Shitty Thing One, aka Ciel, followed in his big brother's footsteps. He glared a lot, swore a lot, and got quite a few piercings on his face and ears. Shitty Thing Two, aka Leic, was a bit nicer and had a fascination with dressing nicely. The two couldn't be more different. They even went so far as to have polar opposite hobbies. But they did share one thing: their boyfriend, Sebastian Michaelis.

"You're going to make me jealous if you keep running to your brother like that," Sebastian leaned up against the wall and sighed.

"Maybe we want to make you jealous," Leic smiled, giving Vincent a kiss.

"Back off, bitch, I came out first I get to claim Vin," Ciel pushed Leic's head away and kissed Vincent too.

Vincent dropped the both of them. "You incestuous little shits," he growled. "Go fuck each other and leave me out of it."

"You say that," Leic snickered.

"But you didn't refuse our kiss," Ciel finished the sentence. 

"Maybe you're right," Leic shrugged and ran over to Sebastian to jump up into his arms.

"We should give each other some company," Ciel finished the sentence and did the same. The three retreated to their room.

"Just keep it down, assholes!" he sat on the floor and picked up the laptop. Time to investigate that band a bit more. He went right to youtube and typed in 'undertaker.' It didn't take long before he found someone that looked like the regular customer.

"It's almost creepy how similar the two look," Vincent admitted. The video was oddly appealing. Each member in the band was attractive but Undertaker made it a point to reach out to the audience. He swayed his hips and danced with the microphone's pole.

"What is this? A strip tease?" Vincent scoffed, scrolling down to look at the comments. The world loved him for reasons unknown. Memories of his star days came to him. He shuddered at the thought. Satanic Siblings. It was possible no one remembered them now. He was a teenager at the time and his brothers were about ten. They formed a singing trio until the scandal with their mother sleeping with directors when they turned to acting. Their career was over and they were all forgotten now. Vincent tried so hard to run away from that past. Changing his appearance, his personality, the way he walked and talked and existed. But pieces of his previous self still remained.

"What's this? Darling brother is interested in the newest band?" Leic hugged Vincent from behind and looked at the screen.

"I thought you didn't like these trend things," Ciel furrowed his brows in confusion.

"I don't. I just, well, there is a guy that shows up at my job all of the time and they look the same," Vincent defended himself.

"Do you have a crush on him?" Ciel was even more confused now.

"I don't have Heart Radius. How am I supposed to know that shit?" Vincent frowned.

"You know, before people had Heart Radius they used to rely on their actual hearts," Sebastian plopped down on the ground. The twins sat on top of him and hugged each other.

"I don't know, seems fake," Vincent got up and went to his room. "Y'all do your weird threesome shit. I'm taking a nap." He face planted into his mattress that resided along the ground and fell into a nice sleep. But his dreams were haunted by Undertaker and his sexy hip motions.