Halloween Fic Teaser
I'm going to write a semi-horror story based on the prompt "murder" for Halloween. I know that's like 2 months away still, but, like movies, I thought I would give you a little teaser preview of what you can expect.
"No fucking way," Ryan said, lips pulled in a straight line and eyes glaring daggers at Brendon.
"Come on!" Brendon whined, doing that obnoxious pout thing he's long since perfected. It's a look of a million dollars; only a fool would say 'no' to it. "It's Halloween! You have to dress up!"
"Not in that." Ryan used his head to gesture towards the outfit, sewn cloth really, lying on the bed of the room they were assigned to for the night. "I may be gay, but not that much." he firmly stated.
"It's only a game." Brendon rolled his eyes. "Please, Ryro?" Ryan shook his head, not looking directly at Brendon as the singer shot his bottom lip out and widened his eyes, softening them while pulling his chin down to his chest a bit.
"No, Brendon," Ryan said. "I told you I would suffer through this with you but I have my boundaries."
"You can't properly play if you don't dress your part!" Brendon continued to whine, already fully dressed in the outfit provided for his assigned character.
"I don't like my part anyway!" Ryan's voice rose unintentionally, his arms dropping as he went to the bed. "How the hell am I supposed to be a fucking French maid?" he asked, falling down on its edge.
"You can start by putting on the outfit." Brendon quietly said, pushing his pouting more.
"Oh yeah," Ryan said sarcastically, rolling his eyes now. "I look atrocious in shorts," he grabbed the outfit lying out for him and held it up, "So I'll look fucking fabulous in a dress."
xoxo Tabi
"No fucking way," Ryan said, lips pulled in a straight line and eyes glaring daggers at Brendon.
"Come on!" Brendon whined, doing that obnoxious pout thing he's long since perfected. It's a look of a million dollars; only a fool would say 'no' to it. "It's Halloween! You have to dress up!"
"Not in that." Ryan used his head to gesture towards the outfit, sewn cloth really, lying on the bed of the room they were assigned to for the night. "I may be gay, but not that much." he firmly stated.
"It's only a game." Brendon rolled his eyes. "Please, Ryro?" Ryan shook his head, not looking directly at Brendon as the singer shot his bottom lip out and widened his eyes, softening them while pulling his chin down to his chest a bit.
"No, Brendon," Ryan said. "I told you I would suffer through this with you but I have my boundaries."
"You can't properly play if you don't dress your part!" Brendon continued to whine, already fully dressed in the outfit provided for his assigned character.
"I don't like my part anyway!" Ryan's voice rose unintentionally, his arms dropping as he went to the bed. "How the hell am I supposed to be a fucking French maid?" he asked, falling down on its edge.
"You can start by putting on the outfit." Brendon quietly said, pushing his pouting more.
"Oh yeah," Ryan said sarcastically, rolling his eyes now. "I look atrocious in shorts," he grabbed the outfit lying out for him and held it up, "So I'll look fucking fabulous in a dress."
xoxo Tabi