Hello everyone! I realize that I may have been a bit misleading in my first chapter. sheepish grin I was wrong to call it a one shot, as this fic will have several chapters. The tone will range from romantic, to funny, to fluffy, to smutty, and everything in between. Thanks for deciding to read what happens next. wink Stay tuned, the story will only get better…and more complicated. Hopefully. ;)
Shawn waited in the lobby, twirling a finger in his long hair. He was early--something he usually wasn't--and pretty excited. After all, it wasn't everyday one had the privilege of going partying with the Undertaker. It was damn near unheard of among the guys, so this was the chance to have some serious fun, if the rumors were true.
He had dressed accordingly--knowing that the Undertaker was most likely going to be wearing all black, he had chosen to wear white: white jeans, a white button-down long sleeved shirt, and even white boots. He decided to let his golden-brown hair flow freely over his shoulders, with the exception of two small braids bound in the back. The only thing that wasn't white was the black band around his wrist, which he always wore.
He could barely tear himself from the mirror, he looked so good.
'Alright, it's 10:00... He should be coming down right about now,' Shawn thought, still fiddling with his hair. He looked up at the stairs, and a small smile came to his lips. Sure enough, the Undertaker was coming, and, as expected, was wearing all black. This time he had black jean pants, a black button-down shirt, and a black jean jacket with two white skulls on the front.
HBK stood up, and they shook hands somewhat formally. "You look nice," Shawn said with a laugh. "And I totally knew you were going to wear black."
The Undertaker laughed. "When do I not wear black?" he asked, pointing to a silver earring in his right earlobe. "Except for this, maybe."
"Hmm… Maybe you could borrow some of my old earrings? Although, they may be a bit…flashy for your tastes…"
"Flashy? You? Never!" 'Taker said with a smile as Shawn began to laugh again. "C'mon, let's go before the club gets full."
The Heartbreak Kid nodded as they made their way to the parking lot. "Where are we going?" he asked as he climbed on the black Titan in back of the Undertaker. There was an unspoken agreement between the two that they would travel together by bike. Even though Shawn could technically drive, the Undertaker had made it clear that he wasn't ready to risk his life just yet. Not that Shaw really cared. He was content riding on the back of the Undertaker's bike.
"Downtown," the Deadman answered cryptically. "You'll see. I think you'll like the place--best club in town."
"How do you know so much about all the clubs?"
The Undertaker smiled beautifully. "Didn't you know? They used to call me the PartyTaker."
How will Shawn and the Undertaker's trip to the club turn out? This was a short chapter because this section turned out pretty long, so I split it into parts. Cliffhanger? You decide.
Comment if you feel moved to do so, more to come soon!