I'm Not a Drag, I Just Dress in It.

I saw him from across the room. The dancer up on the stage. The first one that had caught my eye in a while. His stage name was Fun Ghoul, as they had announced before he'd walked out. He was gorgeous, fuck, absolutely perfect. In stockings and panties and garters. All black. All perfectly fitted on the boy's delicate figure. His lightly inked chest. His cocky grin as he strutted across the stage.

And the way his eyes lingered on mine and he bit his lip, winking before turning away. His dark hair was slightly long and framed his pretty face. I was disappointed as his time on stage was up, walking off with one last look my way.

After that I didn't plan on staying long. After him no one could be better. I walked out the back door to smoke a cigarette before heading in for my last drink. The last thing I expected was to be joined by the boy I had found so intriguing.

He had a light jacket covering his upper half now, though he was still bare on the bottom half aside from the lacy panties and stockings.
He looked over at me with a grin, plucking the cigarette from my lips and taking a drag before handing it back. I stared at him in slight disbelief before breaking out into a smile.
"What's your name?" He asked, leaning against the wall.
"Gerard." I replied simply, unsure of why he was even bothering to talk to me.
"So, you gonna ask me my name or what? It's not really Fun Ghoul." He giggled a bit. Yeah, fucking giggled. It was adorable.
When I remained silent he rolled his eyes. "I'm Frank." He said.
"Oh, sorry, I just- fuck you're so pretty." I blurted out. He smiled brightly at that, looking up at me. "Thank you." He said, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "You're handsome yourself." He added.
I was a bit surprised at that. This kid was literally a god. And he was calling me hot. "Thanks." I mumbled.
"So, not that I'm complaining, but why are you talking to me?" I asked, biting my lip. "I-I just thought you looked nice." He shrugged. I pulled out a piece of paper, writing my number down. "Call me sometime, if you'd like." I said, handing it to him.
He looked at it for a moment before nodding. "Alright. Thank you. I will." He smiled a bit. "I've got to go." I sighed. He nodded, going back into the club.

Notes

UNEVENTFUL CHAPTER. I don't really know where I'm heading with this but I hope you like it... I wrote this.. At 3 am yesterday and just decided to roll with it... again, I hope you like it. Tell me what you think.