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dethshit · 3 years

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Prideklok

I wanted to write cute fluffy gay shit with my man CFO and my woman Abby. So I wrote cute fluffy gay shit with my man CFO and my woman Abby.

Charles nervously adjusted his tie as he checked his reflection in the mirror. The pink and royal blue mixed with the purple stripe along the center of the tie.

It would be the first time in a long, long, long while since he had last attended a pride parade.

The last time was back in his college days before he became the manager for Dethklok and that...

That didn't end well.

A knock at the door pulled him out of the spiral of memories. "Charles, are you ready? The parade is going to start soon."

He glanced up at Akita's reflection in the mirror and smiled. The other man looked like a walking rainbow. He had glitter scattered along his exposed shoulders and in his platinum blonde curls. He had on a rainbow crop top with three quarter sleeves and a pair of sinfully tight blue jeans that hung low on his hips.

Charles smiled softly at the sight of his husband. "You look lovely."

Akita winked at him as he stepped inside, his smile growing soft when he saw the tie. He bent down to close the gap between them and pressed a gentle kiss onto the shorter man's forehead. "You look smart. Are you sure you're not going to want to wear your sweater?"

Charles shook his head. "No, I think I'll be fine like this." He gestured to his white button down and black trousers.

Akita smiled and nodded, sending a fine layer of glitter onto Charles. The brunette huffed and rolled his eyes fondly, dusting off his shirt of golden sparkles.

Akita cackled at his scrunched up nose when the glitter didn't move. "Oh, Charlie baby, you better get ready. We'll both look like Tinker Bell by the time Pride is done."

Charles groaned at the thought, already dreading the inevitable mess.

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Akita led the way through the streets crowded with people, Charles' hand in his. Some were decked out in LGBT clothes like Akita while most others were more casual like Charles.

"Where are they?" Charles asked over the noise, grunting when someone knocked into his shoulder.

Akita glanced over his shoulder and pulled him closer. "They should be around Fifth and Ninth. Or so Dana says." He grumbled under his breath with a scowl.

It was well known in the Kujakissa family that Dana was horrible with directions and should not be left to her own devices, but she wanted to be a gentle lady and pick up her wife from work before Pride.

"Maybe I should contact Abigail?" Charles asked as he pressed closer to Akita to use his height as a shield.

Akita shook his head, showering Charles in glitter again. "No, she wants to do this her way. Besides," He winked at Charles over his shoulder. "I get to spend some time with you without the man children."

Charles huffed through his nose, shaking his head fondly as the tips of his ears tinged pink. "We could've just gone on a date then."

Akita came to a full stop once they reached the edge of the crowd, close to the corner of Fifth and Ninth street. He turned around, arms crossed. "Charles. The last time we tried to do date night, we had to carry Toki home because he was drunk off his ass, call a Klokateer to pick up Nathan and Pickles because they snuck off to a motel room, protect Skwisgaar because he kept flirting with a biker's girlfriend and save Murderface from getting his ass handed to him by the bouncer who heard him being a homophobic douchebag." He ticked each incident off his fingers, raising an unimpressed eyebrow to a very embarrassed Charles.

"I-I'm sure if we explained..." He protested weakly, letting his words die on his tongue when Akita stared him down.

"Neither one of us believe that for a minute, Charles." Akita grumbled, uncrossing his arms to put a hand on his hip as his phone rang. He rolled his eyes when he saw the video caller ID and answered it. "Don't tell me you two are lost."

Dana frowned at him, grunting a negative. She turned the phone slightly to show that both her and Abigail had made it to Fifth and Ninth.

Abigail waved when she saw the blonde, dressed casually. She wore a black t-shirt with a small bi flag over her heart. "Hey Akita! You almost here?" She shouted over the music being played from one of the nearby floats.

Akita nodded, reaching over to take Charles' hand again and intertwining their fingers. "We'll be there soon. We got caught up talking."

Abigail and Dana both shot him a disbelieving look that made Charles blush.

"I'm serious! We weren't fucking in the bathroom. Again."

Dana gagged loudly, retching as she pushed the phone into Abigail's hands so she could be dramatic.

Abigail laughed while Akita rolled his eyes. "Fucking drama queen. Like I haven't caught you getting hot and heavy with your wife before!" He shouted to the phone.

Dana took the phone again, her face bright red from the roots of her curly black hair down to her neck. 'It was one time and we agreed never to talk about it again, you utter bitch! She signed quickly, eyes averting from Abigail who turned a very interesting shade of pink.

Akita rolled his eyes, pulling a silent and slightly mortified Charles behind him.

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The minute Dana saw her cousin, she stepped forward to punch his bicep hard. The red was still present in her cheeks as she pouted.

Akita hissed and rubbed his bicep. "Don't fucking bruise me. You started it."

Dana groaned, grunting the negative before signing, I did not! It's all your fault!

"How is it MY fault?!"

Charles left the two Europeans to argue as he went to Abigail's side to escape the dramatics.

Abigail was leaning against the wall in her shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Her usual heels had been swapped for a pair of comfortable looking sneakers. "Glad to see you two could make it and represent." She teased, winking as she tapped the bi flag on her shirt.

Charles exhaled sharply through his nose. "I doubt Akita would've missed Pride for the world." He glanced over to his husband, a fond smile on his face.

Abigail had a similar dopey smile on her face as she looked at her wife in bisexual colored galaxy overalls. "Yeah, Dana didn't want to miss it either. Not after last year."

The two office workers shared a grimace over the fiasco that was Dethklok at Pride last year.

"Never, ever again." Charles vowed once again as Abigail nodded in agreement.

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Akita came back to Charles' side once their argument had fizzled out, wrapping his arms around the shorter man's shoulders with an exaggerated pout on his red lips. "Charlie baby, Dana's so mean to me." He whined, batting his eyes at Charles.

Charles rolled his eyes fondly. "Akita, you're just as mean. If not meaner."

Akita wrinkled his nose at him. "Baby, you're supposed to agree with me, not argue with me."

Charles chuckled and got onto his tiptoes to kiss the pout off Akita's lips.

Dana gagged playfully at them as she pulled Abigail to her side, an arm draped loosely over the shorter woman's shoulders. Abigail placed her head against Dana's shoulder. "Well, are we going to participate or argue on the sidelines like a bunch of losers?" She asked as a group of people waving flags walked passed them, loudly singing to Lady Gaga's Born This Way.

Dana giggled, pulling a neatly folded bisexual flag from the bib pocket of her overalls. She unfolded it to the amazement of the men before handing one corner to Abigail.

Abigail smiled at her before pulling the corner over her shoulder. Dana had the other corner over her shoulder so that the bisexual flag covered both of their backs like a cape. "Come on, slowpokes!" Abigail laughed as the duo joined the crowd.

Charles glanced over at Akita, raising an eyebrow. "I don't suppose you've got a secret flag hidden away like that?"

Akita snorted at him. "Please. I knew you wouldn't want to do something quite that flashy." He pulled two small flags from his back pocket and passed one to Charles.

Charles stared at the fabric, warmth filling his chest and a soft pink dusting his cheekbones. His fingers ran over the black triangle on the left hand side. "Akita..."

Akita smiled softly at him before kissing his cheek. "Come on. Let's join the parade before Dana loses her shit." He held out his hand with a soft smirk.

Charles beamed back at his husband, interlocking their fingers. "You lead." He said softly, holding the demisexual flag tightly in his free hand.

Akita winked at him as they pushed through the crowd where Dana and Abigail were waiting for them, his rainbow flag raised proudly in the air.

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Aftermath

Charles groaned as he slumped into the seat of the car. He was an absolute mess. There was glitter and confetti in his hair. There was glitter in his clothes. There was glitter in his fucking glasses and he still wasn't sure how that happened.

Pride had been a fun experience, watching Akita dance to the music by other LGBT musicians before getting forced into a dance by a not-so-gentle nudge by Dana that nearly collided him with his husband. But it was kind of worth it to see Akita beam at him before taking his hand and pulling him tight against his chest with a laugh.

He had learned that there were plenty of people on the same spectrum as he was.

He had also learned he wasn't as young as he wanted to be and now he wanted to put on his comfiest sweater and sleep until there was another fire for him to put out that Dethklok started.

Akita slipped into the seat next to him, kissing his cheek gently. "Too much?" He asked softly, rubbing his thigh.

Charles shook his head, trying to hide his exhaustion. "No, I'm fine." He straightened in the seat.

Akita gave him a disbelieving look combined with a raised eyebrow. "...Uh huh." He let it go as he cuddled against Charles' chest, tucking his legs beneath him and letting his eyes fall shut. "Well, I am. We should go home and cuddle. Maybe nap." He fiddled with a button on Charles' shirt, eyes full of mischief.

Charles sighed with a small smile, knowing full well he had been caught.

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