Cliché (MUKE)

Masquerade Part 1

AN/ So this is the beginning of the story :D Michael has already seen Luke in the costume store but it wasn't like meeting him. I hope you enjoy this chapter a bit, I do warn you this story has loads of smut! I'll put up on each chapter which ones have smut as a warning. This chapter has NO SMUT

I walked into the huge building, it was dark outside but the path to the house was lit up with pink lanterns. I adjusted my mask as I walked up to the ballroom.

“Michael?” A voice asked, I looked over and saw my boss I nodded at him and shook his hand.

“Dyed your hair again I see.” He tells me, I chuckle.

“The platinum blond looked better with the tux.” I told him, I looked down at my silver shoes, my white dresspants and white shirt, my silver tie and white dresscoat. I knew it had a fancy name or whatever but all I can think of is a blazer but it’s not a blazer is it? Anyway, I looked up at him and readjusted my silver mask that was covering most of my face.

“It does look better, well enjoy your night Michael, I’m glad you could make it.” He says to me, I wish for him to have a great night and I told him I’d see him next week, he always took his wife on vacation for a week. He’ll leave at about 11, I knew the whole routine form everything the others said. One of the woman I work with said she asked her daughter to be her plus one because this year the boss’ son turned 18 and he was allowed to come. I ran a hand through my hair as I walked into the room, there were people dancing slowly, some fancy waltz like thing I guessed so I walked over to get a drink.

Every year my boss would hold a masquerade party, he invited all his employees and for 5 years I was able to get out of it but this year he insisted. I started working for the guy when I was 19 and now I was 24 and I hated my job. Well hate is a strong word, I’m pretty fucking loaded now because this job pays so much and I hardly buy anything, plus I was really good at it, although I’d rather do something in music but that hardly gets you places unless you’re extremely good.

I didn’t really know anybody here, I worked in my office and I worked long hours, taking breaks in my office because frankly I was an asocial asshole and I disliked people a lot. I’ve always had a strong dislike towards people but people always had a dislike to me so I was ok with that.

It wasn’t long until my boss announced he was leaving and he wished us all a good night and a nice week off of work. Yes we got out of work to, paid vacation that is, I couldn’t believe I agreed to come here but free food and drink all night didn’t sound too bad, plus I figured I’d leave whenever my boss left so he at least knew I was here. I finished my drink, I didn’t know what it was but it tasted like red fruit, it was a bloodred drink too and I liked it.

After having a good look around to see if I did in fact recognize anybody I decided to leave, that was until my eyes glanced over who walked into the room. He was wearing all black, his blond quiff standing in contrast with the outfit. He walked in a smooth way, more like he was gliding, as he went over to the bar. I noticed a couple of people look at him, nobody seeming to know who he was.

I couldn’t help it as I watched him bring the glass to his lips, how he’d pucker his lips a bit before taking a big gulp. He slowly brought the glass down, his lip licking over a black lipring, I’d lie if I said that the movement didn’t faze me. His eyes closed, his long lashes opened slowly and I gulped as I realized he glances my way. A sly smirk made its way onto his lips, was he smirking at me? No he couldn’t be? I quickly looked around me to see if there was a hot girl next to me but I couldn’t see a girl. Relocating my gaze back upon him, the guy with the blond quiff, he was leaning against the table, drink in hand and staring right at me. I felt nervous under his gaze but I stared right back, my dull green eyes meeting his lively blue ones. After finishing his drink he licked his lips, swiped his thumb over his bottom lip and then he turned his stare away from me. It was odd that I felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders and I exhaled a deep breath I didn’t know I was holding. What was Blond Quiff doing to me?

He walked to the other side of the room, where the food stood and it seemed like everybody moved out of his way. His black dress pants clung nicely to his petite ass and I shivered as he rolled his shoulders back, his glides stopped when he reached the buffet. Suddenly my throat felt dry so I grabbed another drink. When I looked back up to find the guy, he was gone, I sighed in defeat when I couldn’t spot him anywhere. I walked around a bit more before deciding it was time for me to go.