Nikolai "Demo" Markov & Nathan Caldwell
Nik leaned over the upper balcony overlooking the club, his beer loosly resting in his fingertips while dangling over the lower level. He lifted the bottle to his lips for another sip, the bitter taste causing his nose to scrunch slightly as he swallowed. He wasn't a big drinker, but tonight was an exception to the rule. His eyes scanned the dance floor below. Una had gone back to dancing apparently. And he was going to have to have an awkward conversation with her about what everything had meant. But for now, he was just trying to sip his beer in peace and enjoy the view.
Nathan looked over at Nik sipping his beer. "So what was all that about?"
Nathan said as he walked up to Nik, who was swiftly becoming a pain in his ass. He sipped his water and leaned against the railing next to Nik.
Nik shrugged. ”Something Una and I talked about doing a long time ago. Finally had the opportunity to pull it off.”
Nik turned around, leaning his back against the railing as he sipped his beer. ”And to be fair, she asked me to dance.”
The smug grin returned as he took another swig of his beer.
Nathan glowered at him. "Yeah well doesn't mean you're out of the friend zone."
Nathan looked out at the dance floor his gaze drawn to the coppery red vibrancy that was Una's hair. It took so much to not want to drag her out of there. He noticed all the attention that she got and it bothered him. He didn't like it but she seemed to. She was too friendly by half. No more than half. It was like no one was a stranger. She must have had a good childhood or be way to naive for anyone's piece of mind. "So seriously do you like her or are you just being a dog in a manger? Cause it's really starting to piss me off."
Nik chuckled as he took another sip, watching Nathan fret. That is until his expression soured. The kid in front of him was jealous... and rightfully so. Nik couldn’t exactly blame him for it. ”I liked her since the moment I met her, same as you. Thing is, I pitied you when we first met. I backed off, let you sweep Una into your arms. And I regret that.”
Nik turned his head away, his expression clearly one of shock. He’d said a lot of things tonight that he wouldn’t have normally. Must be these damn sleeves. Knew they were bad news.
Nathan grunted. "It's kinda hard not to like her. And pity me? Seriously? You don't know enough about me to pity me. You know what makes this situation suck even more? It's that I could see us actually getting along if we weren't after the same girl."
Nathan shook his head at that knowing it was more or less true.
Nik shook his head. ”Maybe... but I know for a fact you aren’t going to see me as a friend. Especially not after what went down during and after our dance.”
He took a moment to sip on his beer again, finally emptying the thing. He stared at it as he spoke, not looking at Nathan. ”She kissed me during and after the dance. And I kissed her back the second time. And I told her you weren’t right for her. Because the thing I regretted was thinking that you were the right kind of guy for her.”
Nik gripped the bottle firmly. He knew he was about to have hell to pay.
Nathan pulled his gaze off the dance floor. His eyes narrowed on Nik's and his vision started to get red at the edges. He kissed her?!?
His jaw clenched and he balled his hands into fists breaking the glass that held his water. His sclera bled to a blood red and his breathing was ragged. He sneered at Nik. "Who died and made you god? And what makes you think you're right for her?"
He was dripping blood that never hit the floor. It seemed to hang there and start to simmer and bubble like water that was going to boil soon.
Nik rolled his eyes, the bottle in his hands beginning to crackle with red energy. ”And you do? Your focus the entire time you’ve been with her is on shaping her into the kind of person you want her to be.”
He took a step away from the railing and back, his own eyes trained on Nathan. ”Don’t do something you’re going to regret, Nathan. Learning to deal with heartbreak in a healthy manner is important for kids our age.”
Nathan growled and tried to reign in his anger but it was a hard thing. "I don't know punching you sounds great right about now. Sounds like you deserve that much at least. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't regret it. But I know that would lead to using my power on you and as good as that would feel it wouldn't win me any favors. For the record you're a fucking ass most of the time."
Nathan walked off from Nik and swiped a wad of napkins from a table. He blotted the wound on his hand as he came back over to Nik. "This time I'll let it go but until I hear it from her,"
He pointed at the dance floor not looking away from Nik. "Then I'm still in the running. And damned if I won't make this hard for you. I need her in my life."
Nik looked at the bottle as it crackled with energy. He hadn’t exactly learned the art of not
making things explode yet. But as he looked up, he gave a small smile. ”It’s cute you think you could win that competition. Hell, if you really want to find out how she feels, you should ask her now. She’s been pretty honest tonight.”
His somewhat friendly smile turned borderline sinister as the grin turned devilish. ”Unless you already know that she’d break up with you.”
There was something about this conversation... about the way that Nathan acted around Una that was practically begging him to push Nathan to the edge. Perhaps he just wanted a fight... or maybe this was insecurity
? Nik didn’t know for certain what Una wanted. Does she want to date me? Exclusively? Or does she plan on going out and cheating on me like she did with...
He couldn’t even finish the last thought. All Nik knew was that he was irrationally angry, about three beers in, and ready to see just how far his powers could go if Nathan really went at it.
Nathan smirked. He actually thought that we were officially dating. Oh this is priceless. We never made it official. Mostly because we were still getting to know each other. Oh I can press this button repeatedly.
Nathan let out a soft mocking laugh. "So sure of yourself Markov? Besides she can't break up with me."
Nathan left it at that. Stretch the truth a little bit but I doubt that Nik would go running to Una. Besides if he does then I know if she'd spare my feelings or tell the truth. Which it would probably be the latter. She's nothing if not truthful, even if it hurts. Which is why I always refrained from asking how she felt about Nik.
Before their argument escalated further, the screams of fear and panic jolted the two back to their setting. Una was nowhere to be seen... but a large monstrosity seeming to terrorize the environment sure as Hell was.