AN: Happy Halloween! Stay safe!

Mistaken Identity

By: anybodiherme

Originally Uploaded: Monday, October 31, 2016

"You think because you wear that badge, you can tell me what to do?" Kevin purrs into my ear, circling me, making small sounds of appreciation as he looks me up and down. "You think because you wear that gun on your hip, you can stop me from doing what I want?" He inquires, stopping behind me and placing his hands on my hips, running his nose alongside my neck. "You think because you're on the good side of the law and I'm on the bad, you're better than me?" He whispers into my ear, pulling my hips flush against his.

"Hear you tell it, I make you do an awful lot," I say lowly, looking at him in the mirror. Dressed in all black cargo pants tucked neatly into black military combat boots accompanied by a dark form-fitting muscle sweater, was almost too tempting for me to ignore. His red hair falls perfectly around his face, showing off every angle, every highlight. His green eyes, or rather emeralds, shine brightly in the light, surrounded by a single lone red bandana. It was purely breathtaking. Undoing the top two buttons to my uniform, I fix my collar, adjust my belt, and grind my hips deeply into his. A soft groan escapes his lips as he closes his eyes and breathes deeply into my hair. "I think you just have a weak will when it comes to me," I admit.

"I agree," Kevin chuckles, letting go of my hips. "If we don't stop now, we won't make it to the party."

"What?" I question, turning around. "You don't want me to cuff you?" I tease, tapping my fake cop belt and twirling real handcuffs, that Kevin bought from a kink store, around my finger. "I thought you liked it when I restrain you?" I wink, making his cheeks turn bright red.

"I like it very much, but, we promised Nazz we would attend her annual costume party, and as scary as Halloween Night already is, I think she's more frightening when I break a promise to her." He said chuckling, interlocking our fingers. Smiling, I nod and follow him out of our shared room, down the stairs and into the car. It was already a quarter past ten and the party starts at ten thirty.

Looks like we'll be a little late but who shows up early to parties anyway?

The drive was short and sweet, filled with Kevin's corny jokes, my laughter, and the random screams of children here and there. I love Halloween. Ever since I was a little boy it's been my favorite holiday. The only day in the entire year where you can dress up and be anyone or anything you want. It's as if all of your dreams and fantasies can come true for one night. It's exciting; however, the best part of the whole ordeal is being able to take a break from being yourself for one night and take on a whole different persona. All of the worries, anxieties, and stress that makes up your daily life is simply forgotten for one night. It's refreshing and a somewhat needed change.

"Are you ready?" Kevin ask, pulling me from my thoughts. Looking around, I notice that the car is turned off and we're sitting in the parking lot behind Nazz's business. Blushing, I nod my head, slightly embarrassed from drifting off into space, open my door, and step out of the car. Kevin walks to my side and grasp my hand in his as we walk towards the ominous warehouse that Nazz loves for some odd reason. According to her, it was the perfect space for her to establish her interior design company, on the top three floors, and run a small coffee shop and bookstore, on the first and second floors. It's safe to say that all three of her businesses are successful and doing rather fine.

Approaching the building, I can practically feel the loud music radiating off of the building along with the heat pouring from people either dancing and drinking. A man dressed as an executioner nods his head at as we walk up to the door and open it for us. Walking across the spookily decorated hallway, Kevin pushes the button for the elevator. Not before too long, the elevator doors open and we step in. Leave it to Nazz to even have the elevator play Halloween music. Laughing, Kevin pulls me closer and kisses me on the head.

"Double D!" Nazz screams as the elevator doors open. Before I step out the elevator, Nazz engulfs me in a bear hug, squeezing the air out of my lungs. "You look so handsome!" She screams into my ear, letting me go. Smiling, I see that Nazz is dressed up as a very provocative version of the Queen of Hearts. "You too Kevin!" She yells, punching him in the shoulder.

"Thanks," he lies, rubbing his shoulder.

"I'm glad you two came!" She squeals. A man dressed up as a jester comes behind Nazz and places his hand on her hips. It doesn't take too long to realize that it's Ed. Smiling, Ed winks at me and gives Kevin a cold but neutral stare. Ed never hides the fact that he dislikes Kevin; however, once Kevin and I started dating and eventually tied the knot, Ed has kept his opinions to himself and accepted Kevin and me as one. Ed will never know how much that means to me. I am truly thankful for him and everything he has done for me. He is the true definition of what it means to be a best friend.

"It never ceases to amaze me how profound your decoration skills are," I admit. The room is decorated with tables covered in bloody cloths, with disembodied human remains strewn across the walls. The floor is marred with green and black stains giving off the illusion that a nuclear accident happened and holes dot the floor. The chandelier and ceiling is filled with spider webs with creepy creatures falling from the ceiling at random moments. The caterers are dressed in lifelike costumes that range from the ugly to the beautiful. People are chained to walls moaning in pain and begging for mercy while others walk around to give off the ominous feel that we're trapped in some prison with no way to escape. The lights are dimmed enough to force you to squint your eyes to see in front you. Shockingly, the monstrous scene that surrounds us doesn't stop the hundreds of people from either chatting loudly or dancing.

"Thank you!" Nazz clasps her hands together, looking up at Ed. "I told you it wasn't too much." Rolling his eyes, Ed kisses Nazz on the forehead and whispers something into her ear, making her blush. "I have to go finish some last minute things," she says, a frown falling on her face. "I promise I'll be quick but," she steps forward hugging Kevin and me, "thanks so much for coming," she whispers. "I love you both!" With that, Nazz turns on her heels and walks away.

"Would you like something to eat or drink?" Kevin ask.

"I would like something to drink," I hum. Nodding his head Kevin squeezes me on the shoulder before walking away, leaving me and Ed alone.

"Everything is okay I assume," Ed states.

"Yes," I answer. "No need to worry." Ed has always worried about me ever since Eddy and I had a falling out when we were in high school. I will admit, it wasn't the best time for me, being depressed and all, but I'm glad Ed was there for me through thick and then. Smiling, I punch him softly in the arm, making him cock his eyebrow. Reaching over, Ed grabs me by my shoulders and pulls me to his side, hugging me.

"You're goofy," he chuckles, letting me go. This is what I like about Ed. There is no need for us to fill the silence between us. Everything we have to say, want to say, or need to say, somehow is understandable through the silence. "Let me go find Nazz before she burns the building down," he finally says, letting me go and walking away.

Standing by the decked out wall, I look around for Kevin, who of course, is nowhere to be seen. I bet he got lost along the way to get me something to drink. Looking at my watch, I see that it's been about five minutes since he left. This happens all the time. Someone probably stopped him and started a conversation. I'm always the one who has to go find him. Shaking my head, I turn to my right to go find him. That's when I smack into a chest covered in black. Looking up, I see the green eyes, surrounded by red, that I was about to go search for. Chucking, I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close. "I thought you forgot about me," I whisper. "You even forgot my drink," I admit, seeing no drink in his hands. "It's okay," I admit, snaking my hands around his neck and getting on my tippy-toes to kiss him.

His lips are soft and warm against mine but hesitant. I lean into him, deepening the kiss, inhaling his musky scent, but what I smell isn't the usual cologne Kevin wears. Instead of smelling like sea-wood with a hint of burning cedar, he smells like fresh air and lilac. His face is soft even though he decided to grow his beard out for November. His muscles also aren't as defined as they usually are and I know how they feel. A moan escapes his lips, as he pulls me closer, forcing his tongue roughly into my mouth, and grinding against me. His mouth has a different, more sour taste than it always has, making my stomach churn and goosebumps rise on my arms.

In an attempt, and I mean an attempt, I try to pull back but he snakes his arms around my waist, trapping me. He kisses me again, this time using more force than necessary, which I'm sure will leave a bruise on my lips. "Kevin," I manage to say as I break away again, "what are you-" I gasp. "Let me go! You are not Kevin!" I yell, trying to get away. I place my hands on the stranger's chest and try to push him off of me. Looking up and down, he's wearing the same exact costume as Kevin: not one difference. This is all my fault. I try to push him off but when he doesn't budge, I panic. "Let me-

"I think he said to let him go!" Kevin's voice rings in my ear, as I feel the man's hands leave my body as he flies to the ground. "Eddward…"

"Kevin.. I… I didn't…" I stutter. "I tried to... " My voice breaks.

"What the hell is your problem?" The man asked, getting to his feet.

"My problem is you!" Kevin yells getting in his face.

"It's not my fault your little boyfriend thought I was you!" He yells back. Kevin reaches forward and grabs the man by his collar, lifting his feet slightly off of the ground, making the room fall silent.

"He's not my boyfriend," Kevin spits, "he's my husband!" The man's eyes grow wide and his forehead crinkles in regret and worry. "It doesn't matter. As soon as he told you to let him go, you should have released him. What type of person takes advantage of someone knowing that they think you're someone else." Venom laces Kevin's voice as his eyes burns holes into the man.

"Does it look like I car-" Kevin's fist meets the guy's chin, making him fall roughly to the floor. I barely hear Nazz's voice call for security to come and escort the guy out and yelling at everyone to mind their own damn business. Soon, the room is filled with music and it's as if what just happened never did. Nazz and Ed look at me worriedly before exchanging a look and walking away.

"Eddward," Kevin calls, making me look up. "Don't cry," he says softly. That's when I realize that I'm crying. "It's not your fault," he says, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a hug.

"I'm so sorry!" I wail into his shoulder. Kevin shushes and coos me until I get a hold of my emotions. "I didn't know… the lights… I pushed… I…." Kevin places a finger on my lips, making me stop talking. Leaning down to meet my eyes, he kisses me on the nose.

"I love you," he admits.

"You do…" I tail off.

"With all my heart."

"I love you too." I smile.

"Your hand…" I say, looking down at his hand, a bruise beginning to form.

"It's okay, as long as you are okay." I nod my head. Kevin stands in front of me, staring into my eyes. I can see he's fighting his emotions but as quick as I see them, they disappear. Silence hangs in the air between us, enough to make shuffle on my fete. "I can't leave you alone for five minutes before someone tries to sweep you off your feet," he jokes, making me narrow my eyes at him. This is not the time to be making jokes. "It's okay, I won't let you get away," he winks as I hear, more than feel, a soft clicking noise emit between us. Looking down, I see that Kevin handcuffed him and I together. "You can't escape me now."

"Kevin-"

"You're mine. Forever and Always."