Fancy dress, masks, bubbles
"Demyx I am not wearing that!" whined Zexion. He was sitting on the couch in their apartment. Before him Demyx was holding the most atrocious dress, it was bright pink had frills in way to many places. As Zexion put it, it looked like something a pretentious sixteen year old would wear to prom.
"But Zexy it would look so good on you! And you only need to wear it to get us into the club!" Demyx had wanted Zexion to wear it so that they could get into an exclusive club that only let in couples.
"Then why don't you wear it?" Zexion snapped. He didn't want to wear it or even go to the club for that matter.
"It would look so good on you and please I really want to go!" Demyx stared at Zexion, giving him his ultimate puppy dog stare. Zexion tried staring back but Demyx knew that his puppy dog look made Zexion agree to anything.
Zexion could feel himself yielding the more he stared at those eyes, finally he couldn't take it anymore.
"Fine! Fine! Just stop already!" Zexion felt himself blush as he agreed to another stupid scheme of Demyxs.
"Yippee! Don't worry Zexy you'll have fun at the club." Demyx handed Zexion the dress, which he took with a sigh.
"What's this club called?" Zexion started to pull on the dress.
"It's called the 'Masked'"
They had only been here for an hour and Zexion was already wishing he was dead. Apparently he passed for a very attractive girl, and no matter how he acted guys kept coming up to him and trying to flirt with him. This one guy, he said his name was Reno, wouldn't leave him alone and kept fallowing him around. He was also soaked, the whole club was covered in bubbles, Zexion kept thinking about how weird it was that the club was called 'Masked' but didn't have anything that related to masks.
Demyx had gone off somewhere a while ago, and Zexion was on a mission to find him. He wanted to leave as soon as possible. It was harder than he thought though he kept tripping on the hem of the dress; it was just an inch or two too long. He scanned the crowd, and headed in another random direction looking for Demyx. He finally tripped though after taking two steps. As he saw the ground rushing up to meet him, his only thought was 'oh fuck.'
He didn't hit the ground though. Instead a pair of arms caught him just in time. He looked up to see who caught him and came face to face with Demyx.
"Where have you been?" he asked feeling anger bubbling up in him for being forced to go here and then not even get to spend time with Demyx during that time.
"Why don't you ask your new 'admirers'?" Demyx said obviously troubled.
"What do you mean 'admirers', you mean all those men that keep talking to me?" Zexion asked, the anger was gone now, just confusion left.
When Demyx didn't say anything, he knew he was right. Zexion sighed, amazed that Demyx could even think that he was interested in those men. Demyx started walking away. Zexion grabbed his hand though keeping him there.
"Demyx I wouldn't come here with you in a dress just to leave you to flirt with others. You're the only one I want to be with."
Demyx looked at him with hopeful eyes. "Really?" he asked
"Of course," Zexion smiled and pulled Demyx down into a kiss.
Behind them the Adam Lambert sang in the back round one of Demyx's favorite songs "For your entertainment" , bubbles floated, and other men looked over jealously at the guy who had the sexiest girl in the club.