I dedicate this to my dear, Stelka :D
She gave me a huge bag of candy and she also suggested I do this pairing. So yay for sweets!
And sorry for any typos or errors :(
Fletcher nervously glanced at Ghastly. Every time he thought about him, Fletcher's heart would skip a beat. He loved the way his scars made him look. They gave Ghastly some extra edge, not that he needed any. Fletcher didn't care if Ghastly was bald. That made him even sexier.
It may have been wrong, but Fletcher couldn't care less.
Fletcher looked tenderly into his lovers eyes. He could just lose himself in those pools of kindness.
Ghastly loved the way Fletcher looked. He loved the way his hair would always stand up straight. As if each and every strand wanted Ghastly to run his fingers through them. Fletcher wouldn't mind if Ghastly touched his hair. He didn't mind that Fletcher had a girlfriend. After all, they needed a cover up and what would be better than having a 'girlfriend'.
They look at each other and as if some unspoken communication has passed through them, they both lean in for a kiss. As their lips just barely brush against each other, Fletcher wakes up with a jolt.
"It was only just a dream, just a dream." Fletcher gasps to himself. He looks around the room, as if expecting a certain someone to be there. There wasn't anyone special, unless you count a horrified Tanith Low to be special. And Fletcher most certainly did not.
'I must have been sleep talking!' Fletcher mentally winces and waits for the worst to come.
"So, you have been dreaming about smooching my boyfriend?" Tanith seems to be horrified and amused all rolled up into one crazy emotion. When it comes to Tanith, you must never question her motives, never.
Fletcher couldn't speak; it felt like someone had glued his mouth shut.
"Cat got your tongue eh?" Tanith asked with a creepy chuckle. "Well just so you aren't surprised the next time you see Ghastly, I already sent him the video of you sleep talking about him. It was, to say the least, so very interesting." Tanith finished with a giggle. She bolted out the door and jumped onto her motorcycle. Tanith was long gone by the time that Fletcher had reacted.
'Uh oh,' Fletcher just remembered something quite important. 'If Tanith really did send the video, then tomorrow's car drive with Ghastly is going to be really uncomfortable.'
But Fletcher allowed himself a smile. He was going to see his beloved tailor tomorrow.
Heehee!
OK, so this one wasn't as awkward as the other one but I had to post it somewhere :)
So could you just review please? Just tell me what you thought and give me some suggestions!
