[tod] 8-D(are): Dress Up

[magic_fratboy]

He wasn’t much for dressing up, but tonight was a different story. Tonight was worlds away from other nights like this one, and Tommy had seen more than a few. It wasn’t always planned, though, thought out and laid out with such care…

He didn’t like to think too much about what he was putting on…or how soon it might come off.

Blushing furiously, he grabbed his black leather vest off the bed and shrugged it on, checking himself out in the mirror as he buttoned it. He looked all right…okay, better than all right. He’d taken extra care with his clothes tonight, the leather vest and dark blue jeans an outfit that he knew complimented him. Hell, it ought to, Jelly had been there helping him shop for it with ten different wisecracks about how good his ass looked.

“I’m such a shmuck.” He sighed, raking a hand back through his hair. Already, it was growing out again, a little faster than he’d expected. Only a couple weeks out, and the close-cropped hair with the blunt-cut bangs falling in his eyes were hanging more naturally, curling at the edge of his collar in the back. Maybe it was all on him…everyone kept saying how good he looked with long hair…

Adding his handcuff necklace and a couple of his favorite rings, including the screaming skull Ben gave him last year for his birthday and a family crest his father had given him when he turned eighteen, Tommy finished the outfit with studs in each ear instead of his usual silver hoops. Another incidental from Jelly, she claimed that the pyramid-shaped diamond studs made his ears look sexy…whatever the hell that meant.

He trusted her opinion…and he was shooting for sexy tonight, right?

The only thing he didn’t bother with was shoes. He was at home, and he didn’t wear shoes unless he had to. So, barefoot, he padded out of his room and prayed he hadn’t overdone the threads, along with the lamb and dolmas he’d made for dinner as he headed back towards the kitchen, waiting for Ziyah to emerge from her room.

Tonight was a night he was hoping she’d never forget.

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 365

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[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

They had been talking about doing this for awhile, well at least really been talking about it over the last week. She was, to say the least, a bit nervous, albeit anxious, which was a first for her.

Farah spent the better half of that day laughing at her. She had never seen her friends features so tense with every outfit she'd tried on. It took hours, but she finally settled on a basic little black dress that swept off one shoulder to expose her tanned skin.

Fussing over the loose dark brown curls, she grabbed the new pair of black pumps; sliding into them while ducking into a long necklace. Ziyah took a last look in the mirror and breathed in deeply. She was ready.

Opening the door slowly, she was greeted by the smells of dinner, but in the end what she really craved was just to see him.

She walked slowly until he came into view, a smile meeting his back as she waited for him to turn around.