To Dance or Not To Dance {Private}

[Nicolette]

The panic began to overwhelm him as Sven pushed further into him. He was scared and no matter how much he clawed at the taller male, he felt like he couldn't get free... And suddenly, he was released and fell to his knees, coughing and bringing a hand to his chest to try and breathe. Moisture hit his eyes, but he knew he couldn't cry...

Sven took off running in one direction and once Matt was able to catch his breath, he got to his feet and started for the closest elevator. He got inside and hugged himself as he pressed the button for the second floor. Shaking, he stepped out of the elevator when he reached the second floor and he made his way to the door...

Only to find it locked.

He slammed a fist against the door, remembering he had been stupid enough to leave his keys inside. He moved to stand next to the door and pressed his back against it, slowly sliding down as he slid his eyes shut. His arms rested limp next to him, his knees pressed to his chest. He had to try and clear his mind... He couldn't cry until he was in the safety of his room...

"D...damn..." he muttered to himself. He would just have to wait for Sven...

[Faye]

Sven ran as fast as he could down the hall, taking the stairs instead to he elevator down to the bottom floor. He though it might clear his head a little bit from the fresh air. From running so quickly he nearly stumbled down the stairs, he was lucky he had sobered up enough to see a little more clearer. Once he got to the bottom of the stairs, he screamed out in frustration, his voice bouncing off the walls and travelling up to the floor above.

Then, he was lower on the floor. He was seeing through cats eyes. The alcohol had worn off enough to trigger his curse. He poked his head out from underneath his slacks and mentally cursed, the anger flushing through him even more now that he had turned into a cat.

Fuck. Fuck everything.

He nosed his pants pocket and tried to get his paw inside so he could retrieve his keys for the dormitory. He didn't see Matthew pick them up on their way out so he thought he might need them. He also grabbed the aerial of his cell phone. He was a black cat carrying a set of keys and a cell phone.

Great.

That's normal.

He jumped back up the stairs, regret flushing over him as well as the frustration from before. What was Matthew going to say? He would probably move out... What was going to happen to their relationship? He... He actually really liked Matthew, he was a really cool person. He wouldn't be surprised if the younger boy did move out, he didn't wanna be around himself either.

A sign of relief came to him as he saw that he had left the door open to the stairs while he rushed down and slinked through them and kept to the edge of the wall as he jogged down to his dormitory. More regret and guilt came to him as he saw Matthew sitting down beside the door, looking lifeless.

He nudged the boys hand, dropping the keys and letting out a small, quiet meow to get his attention. The guilt and regret that he felt for what he did was clearly shown in his greenish yellow eyes.

[Nicolette]

Matt rose his eyes from his knees and looked at the cat that sat next to him. He was still a little shaky, but he reached a hand out, hestiating for a moment.

"You're not going to claw me, are you..." He muttered as he gently pet the top of Sven's head before grabbing the keys on the floor. He decided to grab the cell phone as well and he shakily rose to his feet, using the wall for support as he unlocked the door to the room.

He opened the door and slipped inside, waiting for the cat to enter before shutting the door. He locked it and set the keys and Sven's cell phone on the counter, where he could retrieve it later.

First thing he did was run to his room and take out his contacts. He didn't care if Sven or anyone saw his eyes later... If he cried with his contacts in, it wouldn't be good for his eyes and it would hurt. He placed the thick glasses on his nose and immediately went to work taking off his clothes. He stood in his tank top and boxers and went to his closet, grabbing a pair of pants and a t-shirt to slip on.

Once he was dressed, he walked to his desk and grabbed his pack of cigarettes, his lighter, and the ashtray he bought recently before moving to the open door, leaning against the door frame as he looked out into the living room. Matt needed a cigarette...

[Faye]

Sven tried his best to get out a no, of course not out to Matthew but nothing come out but a few meows, argh he fucking hated being a cat! He hated the animal, he hated crows, too, but being a crow didn't happen so often. Why did he get so frustrated so easily...? He really needed to work on it, he definitely didn't want anything to happen like before again.

He hung his head as he walked into his room once Matthew had run into his room. Just as he got into his room, he turned back, into his old self because his guilt had taken over his frustration. He stood naked in his room and he no longer cared if Matthew saw... But he went to his drawers, grabbing a pair of boxers and a tank top that he slipped onto his shivering body. He then moved to his closet and just grabbed a pair of jeans which he slipped onto his legs, he would only be wearing his boxers to bed, anyway.

Once he had his jeans buttoned and zipped up he exited his room, stopping as he saw Matt. He gazed at him for a moment... Not knowing what to say and moved straight to the jug, turning it on to make himself a coffee.

A strong coffee.

[Nicolette]

Matt froze when he saw Sven, but swallowed hard and made his way across the room once he saw the man move over to the coffee machine to make himself some coffee. The smaller of the two walked to the window and opened it, setting his ashtray on the windowsill and taking out a cigarette. He placed it between his lips and lit it, inhaling quickly and then blowing the smoke out as he set the lighter next to his ashtray.

He blew the smoke into the night, holding his cigarette between his index and middle finger as he took another drag of it. There was a long silence, but as Matt got halfway through his cigarette, he spoke.

"I meant what I said... I did it because I care... Even when you were..." He paused and continued, his voice softer. "Even when you were choking me... I still fucking cared..." He brought the cigarette to his lips again.

[Faye]

The jars of coffee and sugar made loud noises as Sven dragged them along the bench top so they were closer to him. He opened the drawer and grabbed a small, silver teaspoon and opened up the sugar first so he didn't get coffee bits in it. He put three sugars into it and four heaped teaspoons of coffee into the cup and wandered over to the fridge, his shaking hand grabbing the fridge door to open it and grab the milk. He poured it into the cup and stirred it around a bit while the water boiled.

Then Matthew broke their silence. His heart thudded and threw a spazz as he heard his words. He didn't know what to say... He... "I.. I.... I'm so... I'm so sorry..." He apologised, knowing that it probably wasn't enough to make it up to him. "I.. I r..really don't kn..know what came o..over me... I just... I.. I dunno..." He stammered, he was vulnerable, not the true, calm and collected Vice-President. He was afraid, angry, regretful, guilty... He wanted to make it up to Matthew.

To see that smile again..

[Nicolette]

Matt looked over his shoulder at the man at the counter. It was weird, seeing him so vulnerable... It was a completely different side he had seen of the man he'd been crushing on for the past month. There was so much that had happened in the past few weeks. Matt had learned so much more about the man and found that he yearned to know more...

Even the painful parts, Matt craved to know them and didn't judge the man on them. He had been choked by Sven, and Matt would still come crawling back.

Matt took in a long drag of his cigarette, making it worth it before he blew it out slowly and then stubbed the end of the cigarette in the ash tray. He took a few steps toward the counter before picking up his pace. He stood next to the taller man, slowly bringing his hands to reach up and gently touch Sven's face, making the man look down at him.

He gazed up at Sven through his glasses, not caring if he saw the true color of his eyes.

[Faye]

Hearing nothing come from the smaller of one of them, he continued on making his coffee, pouring the boiling hot water into the cup, filling it up as far as he could before he knew it would spill. He placed the spoon back into the liquid and stirred it round in circles, mixing the coffee into it, giving it that magnificent flavour it had. The smell caressed his nose.

So did something else.

He looked down to see that Matthew had come from across the room and was now lightly touching his face with his hand and staring up at him with those lovely green eyes that he saw the other day. "So.. so I'm not colour blind?" He couldn't help a small smile but it faded quickly. He wasn't sure if it would be appropriate just yet... Since well... He had choked him before...

[Nicolette]

Sven wasn't pushing him away; this was good. Matt's eyes focused a bit on the male's lips as he fingers stayed connected to the man's jawline, making sure he didn't turn away. When the male spoke, Matt's eyes shot up to look into the other's eyes. Alright, Sven had caught him on it...

"You're not color blind..." He smiled weakly. "Just... don't tell anyone, okay...? Personal reasons as to why I wear brown contacts..."

[Faye]

The touch of Matthew's fingers along his skin sent warm, weird feelings all over his body and he felt a shiver shot through it, causing his entire body to tremble a little bit. "I...I won't, d-don't worry," He was still finding it hard to get his words out, he wasn't sure what was going on, what was going to happen, what Matthew was even doing or what he was feeling...

What... What was it..? It was nice, though...

He felt tears well up a little in his eyes and his eyes went a little red, "Matt..." He turned his head away as best he could, hanging it a little bit, "I'm so sorry..."

[Nicolette]

It hurt Matt to hear the older male apologize. It had been Matt's fault in the first place for adding fuel to the fire. He should have known better than to test the patience of a drunken person. He bit his lip to keep himself from tearing up as well and winced as he drew a little blood. He brought his fingers to push Sven's face so he was looking back down at Matt.

"It's my fault for being the assface earlier... I should have known better than to egg you on like that." He said before licking a little bit of blood from his lip.

[Faye]

Reluctantly, he let Matthew turn his face back so he was now looking at the shorter male, his eyes looked a little odd since his irises were naturally red and now his eyes were bloodshot from nearly beginning to cry. He tried his best to cover his eyes with his bangs but there wasn't enough there, it was like it was meant to show his eyes, which he despised.

"But I should have more control..." He hated not being in control, especially when it came to himself. His eyes softened and became concerned when he saw Matthew's lip, seeing the little specks of blood on it. He raised his trembling hand and gingerly touched the male's lip, "Your lips bleeding... are you... are you alright..?" He asked quietly.

[Nicolette]

Matt felt his heart clench when he saw how bloodshot the older male's eyes were starting to become. He had the urge to just grab the man and shake him and tell him that it wasn't his fault. He didn't want Sven to blame himself... He'd been under the influence of alcohol, not even by choice, and Matt had been a jerk.

The idol's cheeks turned pink when he felt Sven's fingers gently touch his bottom lip. He tried to bring himself to speak, but no words would reach his throat. He tried to lick his lips a little, but ended up slightly licking the fingers that were against his lip, rather than clearing away the blood.

[Faye]

Sven's heart did a flip as he felt Matthew's tongue on his finger, jerking it back a little bit from being startled. But he continued to gently run his finger over the male's lip, trying his best not to make it sting. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he hurt Matthew again, he wouldn't... Never again. Never.

"I promise... Matt..." He started, taking a few moments to sort the words out properly and also muster up some courage to speak without falling over his words. "I.. I promise to.. to never.. e-ever hurt you... like that again..." His eyes seemed distracted by his fingers running over his lips but he meant every word.

[Nicolette]

Matt believed every word that came from the man's lips and he felt his heart clench and beat harder and faster, feeling a tingling run through his body as he felt Sven's fingers touch his lips again.

It was torture. The man he had such a huge crush on was touching him so gently... But he could never have him in the way he wanted. He tried to keep the disappointment from his expression and turned his eyes to look at Sven's eyes, only to find them focused on his mouth. He flushed pink again.

Oh, how he wished this were a sappy love story... This would be the part where the girl's crush would lean down and kiss her.

HA!

In Matt's wildest dreams....