「 ♥ 」———— ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs one can be absolutely positive about: first, angel has climbed onto the food table. second, there’s a particular glint in his eye---one that sings of wicked intentions---that accompanies an equally wicked smirk. and third, he is unconditionally and irrevocably going to strip-dance to ‘paralyzer.’
there’s just one teeny tiny problem: he has overalls on, and overalls are definitely not sexy to take off. what an absolute mood-killer! but fortunately, his smart self decided to wear a yellow button-up to complete his minion attire & that is something he can work with.
as the familiar beat of ‘paralyzer’ resonates within the compact chamber, he begins his ( rather spontaneous ) performance: body moving to the rhythm of the chorus, he tucks his thumbs underneath the overalls’ straps and slips them off. 「 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚒’𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ~ 」 his hands run along his chest provocatively, too provocatively---almost as if he’s done this before ( he has )---before hooking onto the collars of his shirt. ❝ if you’re underage, you miiight wanna look away. ❞ his voice carries the warning in an unexpected volume - the result of using sonorus, the amplifying charm, on himself.
「 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 ~ 」 a delightful grin sits playfully on his features, unrivaled, as he yanks the top of his button-up open. and as he continues swaying to the music, delirious in his own right, he peers down at the crowd & catches the eye of one of his onlookers. ❝ don’t be shy now, darlin’, ❞ he says as he works on the second, then third button. ❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴ’ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴍᴇ. ❞
