Okz, I finished him faster than I expected hehe….and it didn’t take two hours….maybe 45 minutes or whatever. Anyways it still looks like crap cause I can’t draw good what-so-ever….so…yeah. welp…I think I’m going to sleep….it’s way too late for me…and I can hardly keep my eyes open. G’ night peepz.
Goth by: @nekophy
*pops my head over your cubical wall* Oh, Hello. It’s 2:20am here and I’m heading off to bed but I thought I’d leave you a little something? I hope you like it. *wink*
The bass was strong and steady. A consistent heartbeat that
he felt at different pressure points on himself. The club was packed, bodies
pressing into each other and the faint smell of sweat, alcohol and hormones
consumed the place. There was something different about tonight, what exactly
he couldn’t pin down but it seemed like everyone was full of wild energy. He
walked steadily across the crowd towards their table, ignoring the flirtatious
looks shot his way. When he arrived though, there was only Kevin. Something
close to anxiety shot through him as he leaned in to ask, “Where’s Neil?”
Kevin pointed into the throng of people, “Nicky took him.”
Andrew leaned over the railing and looked down at the crowd.
Finally he spotted them at the dead center of the dance floor. The lights
flashed warm colors across their faces and Andrew could see Nicky smiling and
swaying to the relentless pounding of the bass. He had his hands on Neil’s’
shoulders, swaying him along and Andrew was almost amused by the sight of Neil’s
confused look until Nicky’s hands suddenly slide down Neil’s chest to grasp his
hips, pulling him closer. He turned around and shot Kevin an order, “Don’t.
He cut straight through the crowd, parting it with the promise
of death clearly radiating off him. When he finally reached them, he didn’t
hesitate in placing a hand on Nicky’s shoulder, turning him around, and
punching him in the solar plexus. He would have hit the ground if Andrew hadn’t
pulled him close, giving the impression of a friend sporting another who had too
much to drink.
“What did I tell you? You know I hate repeating myself.”
Andrew whispered into his ear.
There was no response besides Nicky’s sharp inhales of
breath, struggling to both respond to Andrew and get away from him. There was a
gently pull on Andrews right wrist, Neil having come up beside him and Andrew
could almost feel him pressed along his side. He wasn’t, even in the middle of
a mass of bodies all pushing against each other. Neil always managed to keep
that distance he needed between them, so even know if felt like he was being
eclipsed by him, Andrew could see their only point of contact were the fingers
gently encircled around his wrist.
He stared at him and though he meant it as something hard,
something furious, something threating, it must have come out in a different
way. Neil stared right back at him but his mouth had parted slightly, his breathing
was harsher and-
“Go back to the table and keep Kevin Company. Do not try
this again.” And with that Andrew shoved Nicky towards the stairs leading to
their table without a backwards glance.
Neil was still watching him, no, studying him and Andrew
felt that now familiar prickle across his skin. Always being on the giving end
of such a look, it had messed with him for months having it directed his way.
Made his heart race a little bit as it did now, made him think of soft lips,
calloused hands, fierce, slate blue eyes. The music changed to another sultry
slightly slowed bass sound and without hesitation, he pulled Neil those last
two inches towards him, clutching his waist with an unforgiving grasp. Neil
didn’t mind. He never seemed to mind. Slowly, so slow it could barely be
registered as dancing, Andrew began to sway back and worth. Neil’s hands
automatically came up and hesitated on Andrew’s shoulders for a second before being
placed on the back of Andrew’s head.
They have never been this close in public. Well, surrounded
by people while this close in public. It didn’t matter, they didn’t give a damn
about people normally and here, pressed together as their bodies swayed, the
air heavy and intoxicating and the lights soft and in shades of reds, purples,
and blues, they could be anyone; the only ones.
Heat. It’s too much heat. He’s burning and taking Neil with
him and god, how do normal people stand this? Do they even know? Has anyone
ever felt this before? No, probably not. It’s far to terrifying. Andrew watches
small beads of sweat begin to appear on Neil’s forehead, his upper lip, his
neck, slowly dripping into his collarbone. It’s too easy to just lean in and
place his mouth on there, run his tongue along the erratic pulse, ghost his
lips up his neck and jaw landing a breath away from Neil’s mouth.
“Yes.” Neil whispers.
But before Andrew can press forward, it’s Neil who rushes
towards his mouth filled with a desperation and need he’d never shown before.
They get lost. He’s falling. Down, down, down and no, not here. He gathers
every inch of his will power, places the hand that somehow found itself inside
Neil’s shirt at the base of his throat and presses, hard. The slight moan Neil
lets out nearly has him pulling out a knife but he resist; barely. He tries
again, forcing his head back. They’re both breathing heavily, chest, hips
thighs still glued together. There is no question of desire, their hips still
shifting slightly but not at all in a way that can be perceived as dancing.
Neil’s eyes are shut tight and Andrew takes a moment to
watch his face. He looks broken apart, as if Andrew simply tossed him off the
roof and is now holding the sharp pieces in his hands. He glances at the
fingers still at the base of Neil’s throat, amazed that they aren’t covered in
blood. He wonders if he ever looked this way and was angry that he couldn’t
answer that with a clear no. Finally Neil opens his eyes and… would he ever
stop staring at him like that? He looked at him as if Andrew was the beginning
and the end of everything. As if there had never been anyone before; as if
there wouldn’t be an after. Andrew couldn’t have this. He didn’t want this. But
if that were really the case he wouldn’t be here, surrounded by hundreds of people
and only really seeing one person. They’re just standing here now, holding on
to each other like life lines and Andrew places more space between them though
not without reluctance. Neil blinks and it’s as if the world comes rushing back
to him. He pulls away slowly and finally they let go of one another.
“You aren’t a bad dancer.” Neil states.
He isn’t smiling, but he’s not smiling in the way that
Andrew knows he actually is on the inside. He gives him a flat look and the
corners of Neil’s mouth raise the slightest bit.
“One hundred and twenty-three.”
Andrew turns away before he can see a real smile on Neil’s
face and starts to head towards the stairs before pausing. He glances back at
Neil, who’s right at his back waiting for him to move forward. He tosses Andrew
a questioning look and fuck it, it’s been a strange night already. Andrew
reaches for his hand, lacing their fingers together tightly and begins to pull
them through the crowd.
When they get to the stairs, he calls back, “one hundred and
He doesn’t have to turn to know Neil is beaming at him.
YIXING RIDING IN EXPENSIVE CARS SINGING A SONG HE WROTE COMPOSED AND ARRANGED HIMSELF!!! YIXING HAVING FUN!!! YIXING DISPLAYING HIS FRIENDSHIP WITH KASPER!!! THE CUTE GIRLS DANCING!!! YIXING SLAPPING HIS LIL ASS AND MOVING HIS HIPS LIKE THAT!!! ALL WHILE HE HAS AN INJURY!!! THE ENTIRE CHOREO!!! THE ENTIRE FEEL GOOD SONG!!! THE SNOW THAT SUDDENLY STARTS FALLING!!! HIM SMACKING HIS ASS OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!! ALL OF THEM SMACKING THEIR ASSES!!! YIXING KISSING US THRU THE CAMERA!!! I LOVE YIXING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i cant believe season 1 is over already and we have a year now until season 2 to think about, over-analyze, and draw and write our theories about volpina/lila, gabriel’s reaction to the missing book, how much he suspects adrien of being chat noir, what exactly hawkmoth’s upcoming d-day entails, the connection between mrs. agreste and tibet and the peacock miraculous, what on earth fu will tell marinette and if they will share this info with chat too, and to rehash everything else that happened this season.