Kneel (ManxMan) (BDSM) (18+) ✔️

4.

I don't have anything to wear.

My entire closet was surrounding me. Some clothes on the bed, some on the ground and I was at the centre of it all. How do I chose? I wanted to look good. To look perfect. But what could I wear?

Luke the unhelpful friend was just giggling at me from where he was perched on the bed, he was literally lying down on the clothes on the bed. His hair was a curly mess, free of hair wax and spray.

"You're not being helpful." I pouted at him, myarms crossed.

"You do realize it's six o'clock and Malakai would show up at seven on the dot. Heck, he'd knock on the door immediately the time goes from 6:59 to 7."

I was so close to pulling my hair out. Of all days to be a pain in my ass, Luke chose today. I had just an hour left. I didn't know what to wear or how to style my hair, do I wear any jewellery? What do I do? Malakai had told me semi formal.

I was still thinking, looking at the ground, wondering what piece of clothing was going to be right, to look right. I startled when Luke clapped loudly and hopped off the bed.

"Okay. I made you suffer for a while but it's not getting fun any more." he said with a teasing grin. He thinks he's a funny guy. He looked at the clothes splayed out and snapped his fingers. He grabbed a shirt and pants and handed them to me. "You should try these."

I huffed as I slipped the shirt on, bent down to pull the pants on and finally buttoned it. I rushed towards the mirror I had in my room and felt my cheeks heat up. It looked good. I looked good. I ha d on a cream silk shirt, ruffles along the neck line and cuffs, it also had a pussycat bow. I had tucked the shirt into a pair of tight black ribbed pants.

"Hand me the big belt." I asked Luke. When he hands it to me, I slipped it around my waist.

I smiled widely as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Holy fuck. I looked good. Luke let out a loud whoop. He took out his phone and I heard the tell tale shutter sound as he took pictures of me. My friend was such a ridiculous person.

"I'm gonna frame this and put it up in my office." Luke said and I laughed, turning to him.

After posing for a ton of pictures, I ran a comb through my hair, sprayed on a little oil, so it would be shiny. I should probably dye my hair soon. Maybe blue or a bright red like Luke's. I slipped on a few rings and a little lip balm. I was ready. And I looked good.

"Thank you." I told Luke when I walked out of the bathroom. He looked so smug, so proud of himself.

"Growing up I always wanted a cute friend that I could dress up and now I have you. My cutest friend." he said, pulling me in for a hug. I smiled softly at his words. He often said words like that in the years I've know him. He never really liked talking about his family and childhood. To him, it seemed like his life started when we became friends. When I'd ask, he always said he would tell me later and I never push. Didn't want to.

"And you're like the brother I've always wanted but never had. Very annoying." I said and he laughed.

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By seven on the dot, there was a sharp knock on the door and I paused.

Oh shit. This was actually happening.

I'm actually going on a date with Malakai Armas.

Luke had left just minutes ago, saying something about not wanting to ruin the magic. It occurred to me that I hadn't moved when I heard the knock on the door again. I took a step forward and then another, making my way over to the door, fingers wrapping around the handle and pulling it open. In all my daze, I realized I didn't look through the peephole to check who it was. Oh my god, why was I reacting this way?