1 - Let's Do It
"You'll do it with me, right?"

Those were the words that sealed Mathias's fate. If taken as they were, they sounded like the beginning of a very happy night for Mathias, but they were the exact opposite, especially considering what had come beforehand.

It was a Saturday evening like any other; Lukas and Mathias sat together on Mathias's couch, a laptop on the coffee table in front of them, watching cartoons. Anime, to be more precise. It was a title Mathias had heard about from his friend Elizaveta... "Sailor" something, and thought he and Lukas could give it a try. It was the girliest shit he'd ever seen: magical girls who saved the world with the power of various celestial bodies and their talking animals. He kept watching though, only because Lukas was enthralled, culminating in the words, "I'm going to cosplay this," after only three episodes.

Getting sick of Mathias's lack of response, Lukas tried again. "You will do this with me, right?"

"Uh... Yeah, sure!" Mathias replied. Lukas definitely didn't have the time to start a new cosplay. He thought he could say yes and let it slide.

Unfortunately, that was not true, for, a month later in the middle of Boston Commons, Mathias was dressed in a tuxedo, complete with a mask and a dumb cape. He felt like a weirdo in a sea of weirdoes, all decked out in cosplay in the middle of Boston. Lukas, on the other hand, had gone all-out: Blue skirt, white leotard, blonde wig... He had even shaved his legs. Any self-respecting male did not shave his tree trunks, Mathias insisted, trying to ignore the shapeliness of Lukas's bare legs.

"Kiss! Kiss!"

The other cosplayers hounded him, shouted at him, even jostled him a little bit.

"Let me get a photo!"

Lukas seemed in his element, though, posing demurely for the cameras pointed at him. It was a side of Lukas that Mathias wasn't familiar with, and it was slightly scary.

"Now kiss!"

Before he knew it, Lukas had sauntered up to Mathias, pressed his thumbs over his mouth, and touched his lips to his thumbs. The crowd went wild and Mathias stumbled back, stunned and confused. Lukas simply smiled at him wickedly and said:

"Welcome to my world."

AN: An introduction to this story:

It's not necessarily a story. Sometimes I get tired of writing whatever multichapter fic I'm working on, like The Future for example. I've been writing up a storm of SuFin, and I would like to redirect my storm to another pairing. I also happen to be undergoing con anxiety because Anime Boston is in May (shhh con anxiety is a chronic condition), so I thought that my breaks could consist of DenNor drabbles.

So welcome to No Plot, a series of DenNor drabbles where Lukas and his friends are geeks living near good ol' Boston, MA!

That, however, isn't a promise that they will be good. :P

Also I just learned that copy+pasting my story into Doc Manager always mucks up the formatting.