Kiva Whitlock

Kiva couldn't help but sigh as he sat in the back of his Uber, the party he'd been at absolutely fucking sucked, it was a waste of his time and a waste of his gorgeous new clothes, everyone at the party had already been piss drunk to the point of already being a loud half naked mess- which wouldn't have been a big deal if everyone wasn't ugly, balding and smelled of cheap alcohol with a hint of fermented cat piss.

I mean seriously, why do men not shower? What was it with men in thinking its a good thing to smell like they've lived a dumpster full of rotten food and cat piss? He truly didn't understand, Kiva gave another huff as he rubbed his ankle, he was almost to his father's vacation cabin anyway, it was quiet a drive to get there but his father wasn't actually aware of the fact he was so.. Flamboyant, don't get him wrong he could give less of a shit if his dad agrees or disagrees with his way of dressing but he kind of wanted to keep his expensive life style, he loved the expensive things ya know? The expensive wine, the expensive lingerie.. The thought made him remember why he was actually so peeved the party was a bust, he had on some lingerie under his outfit and it wasn't comfortable, but he didn't think he'd be wearing it for long! He wrong but still..

Kiva was so relieved when they pulled up to the cabin, he quickly opened up his small hello kitty purse and pulled out 250$ dollars to hand to the Uber driver, he didn't give the Uber diver time to try and give back the extra 170 before he was getting out of the Uber and closing the door.

"Keep the extra, I've got money to spare" Kiva insisted as he looked at him threw the passenger window, he bid him goodbye as he started his walk up to the Cabin, it was a gorgeous cabin with a beautiful view- however because it was his father's smaller cabin he practically never used it, which was shitty on his father's part but good for Kiva sense now he can keep all his gorgeous girly clothes and bags and shoes and his make up and.. Well you get the point, though he was mostly looking forward to his pajamas right now.

It was a slower walk to the front door then usual, it was dark out and his feet hurt due to his delicate heels, gorgeous to look at but not the most practical thing (at all), maybe if Kiva had been paying more attention he would've noticed the unfamiliar car in the driveway.. Kiva slid open the back door before sliding it close again, he sighed heavily as he turned around- but was quickly stunned into place when he was met with the sight of a hunky, older man in his pink heart apron making some food, he wasn't quite sure what to do as he and this stranger had a silent stare down.. Other then the fact he was hot apparently.