"Walski come out"
Said Rico, standing on the other side of Kowalski's door. He was wearing a knitted sweater vest, a bow tie, braces and a pair of glasses not so dissimilar to The ones Kowalski owned. Rico felt stupid and looked ridiculous, but that was the point of Halloween wasn't it? To look disturbing, so naturally Rico's first thought was to wear the exact opposite of what he felt comfortable in, something so unlike him it was scary.
"I'm not coming out"
Came the muffled response from the other side of the door. How long was this going to take? They were going to be late for the party. Rico sighed, and pushed open the door.
What he saw took his breath Away. Rico was speechless, and his mind went blank. There on the other side of the door stood Kowalski. Only he didn't look like he normally did, hair slicked back meticulously, and body covered up by frumpy jumpers.
His hair was spiked up every which way with spray and gel, and he was wearing black eyeliner which was smudged like on the cover of a Marilyn Manson CD. He wore a low cut v neck shirt which left little to the imagination, covered in rips and chains. He also wore a pair of ripped skinny jeans so tight they looked painted on.
To say Rico liked this look on Kowalski was an understatement.
Kowalski stood there awkwardly, one hand grasping the opposite arm and one black painted bottom lip worrying between his teeth.
"Rico I can't go out like this" choked out the scientist, attempting to cover his chest up by pulling up his v neck and holding it in his left hand, the other messed with the crotch part of his jeans, which were incredibly tight, and a little uncomfortable.
Needless to say Kowalski was surprised when Rico's lips covered his own, and hungry kisses peppered his jaw and chin. Evidently one of them liked the look.
"Rico" said Kowalski almost absentmindedly as kisses where trailed along his jaw and downwards.
"Rico…"
The taller repeated, as the kisses trailed down his neck.
"Rico! Stop!"shouted the scientist finally, and Rico started to suck on his collarbone.
"You're going to leave a mark! And then what will I do, you won't let me put a jumper on over it!"
He stuttered hysterically.
"Rico I don't think this swapping thing was such a good idea… I feel so… strange"
Rico pulled back, and that was the first time Kowalski properly noticed Rico's attire.
"Are those… my braces?" Asked the analyst. Not entirely disliking how cute Rico looked in a soft sweater vest and glasses. Rico was wearing the equivalent of what Kowalski wore daily, but somehow still managed to look more like an artist than a scientist. He was just so expressive, from his eyes to his every day wear, everything about Rico was passionate. From his scar, to his husky Spanish accent.
Kowalski could not however fail to appreciate how soft and cute he looked with his hair tied back and his clothes immaculate.
Kowalski made a decision.
"Ok, I'll go out in this, but on one condition"
Rico tilted his head to the side.
"You have to have sooo much sex with me tonight"
Rico grinned, eyes widening as Kowalski walked out of the room, cute butt now in full view.
That could be arranged.