Musical One Shots, Imagines and Preferences (Requests Closed)

Candy Man - The Rocky Horror Show - Riff Raff x Reader

Requested by LydiasNightmare. Hope you enjoy and apologies for the delay, home learning and apathy for everything sucks.
Also, quick warning just in case, drug use will be discussed in this story, because the 'Candy Man' Frank references is definitely their drug dealer.

You clutch your tattered old messenger bag as you walk towards the castle. It's miles away from your house, but you prefer to walk rather than take the car. Its a beautiful place and you like to take in the scenery, although you don't usually walk at night. Or in the rain. Luckily, you were close enough to home that you could turn around and grab your coat when it started. As you come closer to the castle, you quickly check that you have everything you need, which you do. You continue towards the castle, and you see two figures walking in the same direction. You duck behind a tree as you watch them walk towards the castle, a newspaper over their heads like a makeshift umbrella. You watch as they approach the castle, and someone lets them in. You presume it's Riff Raff. As you wander towards the house, you keep thinking about him. He may not be the most conventionally handsome person in the world, he's gorgeous to you. You really do like him, but you push those thoughts out of your head as you approach the house a few minutes later. You're sure he does not think of you like that.

You knock on the door, and when no one answers, you let yourself in. As you walk in, you see Riff running down the corridor with a bundle of clothes under his arm.
"Hello, (Y/N)," he says.
"What are you carrying?" you ask.
"Clothes from our guests," he replies.
"Should I question it?"
"No."
"Anyway... I have the stuff you ordered," you take off the messenger bag. Riff throws the clothes into an empty room and takes the bag, your hands brushing for a moment too long.
"Stay the night, (Y/N)," he says, "we have guests". You feel a smile forming on your lips.
"I'd be glad to," you reply. You follow Riff towards a staircase, and you sneak a glimpse at the night's festivities. There are two people you don't recognise, both in their underwear. You assume Riff is carrying their clothes. You also see all the Transylvanians, and Magenta and Columbia with them, although they look like they are about to leave.

"So, where are we going?" you ask, halfway up the stairs.
"The lab," he replies, "Master's creation will come to life tonight."
You didn't question Riff further, because that was confusing enough. A simple "Okay" would suffice, you think. You've not heard anything about what Dr.
Frank-N-Furter is doing in the castle, you just bring them the drugs when they ask without question, after you were told not to ask anything.
"Come up to the lab with me," he says, stopping to look back at you.
"I'd like that," you say, smiling a little. He turns around and keeps walking, but you see a smile forming on his face as he turns.

Riff leads you up several flights of stairs and leads you into an impressive looking laboratory. There are lots of things in there you don't understand, and it all looks very futuristic. You see Frank in a green apron, and everyone else in white aprons. You also see a scantily clad, muscular man doing press-ups in the middle of the room. Frank sees you with Riff.
"Ah, (Y/N), good to see you," he says, marching over to you both.
"And you," you reply. He snatches the messenger bag from Riff's hands and gives him an apron. He then clicks his fingers, and Magenta quickly grabs another apron and brings it to Frank, who then hands it to you.
"If you're staying, you'll need to wear this," he says. You take the apron and quickly put it on, following Riff and Frank into the lab. At the same time, a door bursts open, and a dark haired man sits on a motorbike with an electric guitar and an old looking head wound.

"Eddie!" Columbia cries, excited. Before you can fully process what is going on, he starts playing the guitar and singing.

What ever happened to Saturday night?
When you dressed up sharp and you felt alright?
It don't seem the same since cosmic light
Came into my life, I thought I was divine

You start swaying a little to the beat, as it is very catchy, as is everyone except Frank, who just looks angry. You catch Riff's eye, and he seems to be thinking the same thing as you.

I used to go for a ride with a chick who'd go
And listen to the music on the radio
A saxophone was blowin' on a rock-n-roll show
You climbed in the back seat
You really had a good time

He grabs your hand and spins you around, and you freestyle the dance, just having fun and not caring that you probably look like idiots.

Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll

Out of nowhere, Eddie pulls out a saxophone and starts playing. Your smile grows wider and you start laughing at the absurdity of the situation. This is the best time of your life.

My head, it used to swim from the perfume I smelled
My hands kind of fumbled with her white plastic belt
I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that when I'd melt
She'd whisper in my ear, tonight she really was mine

You and Riff move closer and closer together throughout the song, as do a lot of people, including Columbia and Eddie.

Get back in front and put some hair oil on
Buddy Holly was singin' his very last song
With your arms around your girl, you'd try and sing along
You felt pretty good (woo!)
You really had a good time

As the song approaches another chorus, you grab Riff and kiss him passionately, and he kisses you back. You wrap your arms tightly around his neck, and he wraps his arms around your waist. You never want this moment to end.

Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll
Hot Patootie, bless my soul
I really love that rock-n-roll

You and Riff eventually pull away, still wrapped up in each other's arms, and he looks towards Frank, who is staring daggers at the muscular man.
"Master is displeased with Rocky," he says quietly.
"Who?"
"Rocky, who he created for his own use."
"And he's upset because Rocky likes his ex's song."
"Yes."

Frank looks to Magenta, then Riff and you, demanding help for something. As Eddie rides his motorbike around the room, Frank grabs Rocky and throws him in the lift. Riff grabs your hand and pulls you towards a chainsaw hanging on the wall. You both quickly take it down and Frank approaches you, anger on his face, and takes the chainsaw. He revs it up and runs towards Eddie, and Magenta holds Columbia back as Frank hacks into Eddie. Her screams are only half drowned out by the sounds of the chainsaw. You're a little disturbed, but you can't see anything, so it isn't as bad as it could be.

As the song grinds to a halt, the room stands in a shocked silence.
"One for the vaults," Frank says as he turns around, covered in blood.
"Why do you keep him in there? He's so ugly," Rocky asks.
"A certain naive charm. But no muscle. We had a mental relationship," Frank explains, "but a deltoid and a bicep, a hot groin and a tricep. Makes me shake. Makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand. In just seven days, I can make you a man. I want no dissension, just dynamic tension."
"I'm a muscle fan," you hear Janet say, as she stares longingly at Rocky.
"In just seven says, I can make you a man," Frank says as he leads Rocky away. The others throw rice at Frank and Rocky as they leave, almost like the end of a wedding.

After Frank and Rocky have left, everyone begins to clean up. As you go to help out, Riff grabs your hand and begins to quietly lead you out of the room.
"Where are we going?" you ask.
"Bedroom," he says. You smile as you speed up a little, and you finally reach the door...