Robert saw Matt awkwardly walking towards him holding
two glasses. That outfit really didn’t suit him. He looked like a kid wearing
grown-ups’ clothes. While he had found that pretty ridiculous at first, by now
Robert had started to find it cute and somewhat charming. There was something
undoubtedly fascinating about that teenage boy now, even though it still felt
very strange and even unsettling to think that that boy was his date for the
night. Well, his daughter’s date actually. He looked down at himself, keeping massaging
his ankle. The heels he was wearing hurt like crazy. How could women go around
wearing something like that, let alone dance with them? The dress, while not as
unpleasant, still felt uncomfortable as well, even though by now he had started
to get used to it. He wished he could say the same for his underwear. The lacy
panties brushing against his thighs were really annoying, and the way the dress
was constricting his breasts felt awkward. It was disturbing to think that
those were his daughter’s thighs and breasts.
He became serious. Despite how pleasant that evening
was turning out to be, he had to keep in mind that it was all merely an act to
hide the fact that he and his daughter Bella had switched bodies that
afternoon. He remembered the dismay in her eyes when they first found
themselves facing each other from the other’s perspective. Bella was desperate.
Why did something like that had to happen just a few hours before the prom
night she had so eagerly waited for so long? Unfortunately the medallion of
Zulo wouldn’t work again before 12 hours. That meant that for the whole evening
they would have been stuck as each other. It was a ridiculous sight seeing a
grown man melt in tears like a little girl. But it was a teenage girl inhabiting
that body now after all. Despite how much he protested, Robert had
unfortunately no choice but to agree to go to the prom as Bella and pretend to
be her. <<Please dad! This is too important! I can’t screw this
up!>>. He couldn’t refuse it to his beloved daughter. But how could he do
that? He was already pretty adverse to the idea of her going to the prom with a
guy. How could he go in her place and pretend to be her with her date? However
in the end he had to surrender and promise her he would have behaved and that
he would not do anything to ruin her special night.
It was so humiliating for him to go through all the
phases of her preparation. The hair, the dress, the makeup. He felt like a
doll. He couldn’t help but to shiver with disgust as he descended the staircase
and was met with the sight of Matt waiting for Bella with a bouquet of flowers
in his hand and a stupid smile on his face. He shivered when he felt his arms
hugging him from behind while his wife was taking pictures of them. His
daughter stood there with a sad expression for the whole time, watching her
father living out what should have been her special night. For the whole
evening Robert tried to avoid remaining alone with Matt as much as possible,
constantly getting away from him, trying not to stumble in the heels he was
wearing. He drank glass after glass of punch. Normally he would have been mad
finding out that someone sneaked some alcohol in it, but now he was glad that
happened. He needed all the booze of this world to get through the evening.
But as the prom went on he started to feel more
comfortable, and for some reason even Matt seemed a lot different to him. Maybe
it was the music, or the lights, or all the alcohol he was drinking. Maybe it
was the fact that Matt turned out to be a really nice guy, polite and
considerate as he couldn’t wish better for his daughter. He started to think
that he would not have minded at all if he and Bella got together.
He took the glass that Matt handed him. As their hands
met he looked back at him and couldn’t help but smile. They remained fixated
into each other’s eyes when suddenly the DJ called the last dance. Was it
already that late? The evening went by so fast. He stood from the chair and
headed to the middle of the dance floor hand in hand with Matt. He looked up at
him as he grabbed him by the waist, holding him tight. The music started. It
was Closer by the Chainsmokers. Robert would normally have cringed hearing that
song that had definitely overstayed its welcome. But for some reason now there
was something really appealing about it, and the lyrics about some stupid kids
in love seemed adorable and really fitting. Bella would have loved it.
Yeah… Bella. She was most likely desperate at that
moment. He felt bad. He was stealing her special night. Sure he promised that
the everything would have gone well, but still it wasn’t fair to her. He
suddenly felt Matt’s hand under his chin, pushing his head up, making him look
at him straight in the eyes. Those deep beautiful eyes.
<<Is everything all right Bella?>>.
Robert sighed and smiled back to him.
<<Yes Matt. It’s all perfect.>>.
He knew what was about to happen. He saw Matt lean
towards him for a kiss. Though he was tempted to push him back at first, he
found out he couldn’t do it, and as the music swelled they exchanged a tender,
passionate kiss. It lasted only a handful of seconds, but it seemed like an
eternity.
Eventually it ended, and Robert couldn’t help but to
lay his head on Matt’s chest. As he smelled his cologne and felt his strong
arms hugging his petite body he felt so safe. That boy had been a lot of things
for him that night. First he was just a dandy preying on his baby girl, then a
burden to endure for the evening, then a charming young man and finally a
really nice guy who he wouldn’t mind as his daughter’s boyfriend. But now, just
now, while indulging in that tender embrace, he had become something more. He
was his boyfriend now.
And as he heard him whisper in his ear those three
simple but magical words, he suddenly wasn’t so mad at his wife for having
caught her sneaking a condom in Bella’s purse that afternoon.
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