Daniel, what if we suddenly became strippers? Just for the hell of it? What would you do?
Flaunt my ass.
Why are you asking these questions, though?
I’m scared.
…do I want to know.
I’m contemplating doing something… special… for Chris. That’s all.
…I didn’t want to know.
Shea
Did you just hurt my fiance?
It wasn’t intentional. Promise. He wanted to learn, and I was just teaching.
Daniel, what if we suddenly became strippers? Just for the hell of it? What would you do?
Flaunt my ass.
Why are you asking these questions, though?
I’m scared.
…do I want to know.
(Source: chicagomadechicagoruled)
An Early Christmas \ Sheamus Para
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
Alberto had planned for this evening to happen closer to Christmas but the violinist had to reschedule and he was forced to move his plans up by a couple of weeks. Alberto called the violinist and bagpipes player early in the day, as well as the caterer, and had the location set up. Once he and Sheamus were ready, he kissed Sheamus and blindfolded him, leading him to the car.
The drive was quiet, with Alberto reassuring Sheamus that it was going to be great and he hoped he liked it. The ring box that Alberto carried felt heavy in his pocket the whole time.
At the location, Alberto lead Sheamus to the scene before taking off his blindfold. The table was set and dinner was already served, in the distance a violin could be heard but not seen. Alberto smiled brightly at Sheamus and pulled his chair out for him.
The entire way there, Sheamus was tense. He didn’t like surprises and he didn’t like not knowing where he was or where he was going, and Alberto surprised him and blindfolded him to take him somewhere. Even though it was silly to think it, Sheamus couldn’t help but think of every worst case scenario that could come out of being blindfolded and taken somewhere. He thought about being thrown out of the car on the interstate while crossing a bridge and rolling off to his death.
It was rather silly to let himself think of that.
Alberto kept talking to him during the ride, which really eased his mind a whole lot. He managed to make himself sink down in to the seat and relax, his fingers curled around the door handle.
Eventually, the car stopped and Sheamus was led blindly out of the car and to somewhere. He was walking on grass so he knew he was in a field somewhere. The blindfold was taken off, finally, and he saw the set up Alberto had in front of him. He smiled and rubbed the back of his head.
“Wow.” He didn’t really know what else to say.
Mi tesoro
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
Don’t feel bad. I had to move everything up because of an outside influence.
Okay then.
Mi tesoro
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
Put on your best suit. I have a surprise.
Okay
I’m serious. You’re getting your birthday present early.
My birthday is nearly two months away, though.
Sorry, Christmas present. I’m confusing my surprises.
That makes more sense. Now I feel bad because I don’t have yer present yet.
Mi tesoro
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
alberto-del-rio-thearistocrat:
Put on your best suit. I have a surprise.
Okay
I’m serious. You’re getting your birthday present early.
My birthday is nearly two months away, though.
I’m getting married in thirteen days.
This is good crying.. sort of. I’ve just been thinking about my papi a lot these past few days is all.
I get that. He’d be happy for ye, I’m sure.
Thank you. So, how are you?
I’m doing pretty good, thanks for asking. Good to see people around again.
(via blindeyescanseex)
