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[color=#808080][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=SILVER][I]ARC Center [/I] - [I]PRCU[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Dance Monkey  #4.058:[/b] [COLOR=SILVER][I]Those Eyes[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [COLOR=SILVER][I]Rory, Boyfriend [@Webboysurf][/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Previously:[/b] [COLOR=SILVER][I]When Disco Plays Our Loon[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/INDENT][/color]

[color=#808080]She laughed happily as the song faded out, her eyes alight with the joy that came with letting loose to the music. For a moment she’d felt untethered to reality. Truly enjoying the present without a care in the world. It helped that Rory was there with her too. His goofy moves, like mimicking an egyptian walking or wiggling his shoulders and head like a snake, made it easy for her to also move her body unencumbered by the crowd of students around them. Her wings had danced with her, creating a radius behind her that left her grateful it hadn’t been invaded by an unknowing dancer nearby.[/color]

[color=#808080]She hadn’t felt so free to move them around strangers in a while.[/color]

[color=#808080]The first slow song of the night changed the mood in an instant, as the single students left the dance floor and the couples began to dance at an intimate distance. Haven would have usually taken this chance to get another drink, or use the bathroom, but tonight was different.[/color]

[color=#808080]She looked into Rory’s eyes and her heart fluttered in her chest. Her smile softened. She stepped closer to him, her wings tucking into her back to make space for the other couples that gathered around them. The romantic music, paired with the way he was looking at her, brought a pink hue to her cheeks. She felt anticipation crawling along her skin as she waited for him to make the first move for her.[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory smiled warmly, closing the already short distance with Haven as the music slowed. He noticed Haven's slight blush, and matched it with his own. He moved his left hand to Haven's waist, using it to pull her in close. His right hand grabbed for her left, swaying back and forth with her as the song began. [/color][color=#04cf3a]“You, uh… you know what we do here?”[/color]

[color=#808080]Haven tucked in closer to him as her smile grew. Her head tilted back a fraction to look between his blues, and she giggled softly as she answered. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“We leave a bit of space between us, so we don’t forget that we’re in public.”[/color][color=#808080] Yet she inched ever closer to him.[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory nodded, looking down into Haven's eyes. That was a mistake. His heart fluttered, and his clothes felt far too tight and restrictive. She looked at him like no one ever had,  and he couldn't put into words how precisely he felt when he looked into those hazel eyes. He was pulled in close by the sheer magnetism of her gaze. [/color][color=#00ff00]“What, afraid someone is going to get jealous of us? Or is it just that hard to keep your hands off me?” [/color][color=#808080]Rory smirked, and his left hand moved to cover the small of her back. The second he felt his head move down towards her, he averted his gaze and straightened up.[/color]

[color=#808080]His joke had only offered a moment of relief, until his hand moved from her waist. She’d felt her own chin tipping higher as his head moved closer, the pressure on the small of her back subtly pushing her closer to him, until she too moved her head back to its resting position as they both tried their best to be civil. She was eye level with his collar. The green and gold tie looked even more dashing below his adam's apple, and it made her smile as she thought of how she would remove it later that night.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Your tie really suits you, you know.”[/color][color=#808080] She murmured softly, although she didn’t question where he’d gotten it from. It seemed like something you’d get from a father, like his own had worn it before. Instead she turned her head to the side, and rested her cheek against his chest as she finally allowed herself to lean into his body. She breathed in his signature cucumber body wash and cologne, only able to smell him when she was this close, and even picked up the faint traces of what he must have been drinking with Gil.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“When did you have your first drink? Were you young?”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory shook his head.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Uh… no. My first drink was with Jim, when he called me to his office to chew me out a few days ago. Buttered me up with Bourbon before he went in on how I was handling things.”[/color][color=#808080]He rested his own chin on the crown of her head as they slowly swayed to the music.[/color][color=#04cf3a] “I've seen how people get when they drink, and never found it super appealing before.”[/color] [color=#808080]A dumb grin formed on his lips.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Besides, I make a fool enough of myself when I'm sober.”[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“I can’t believe Jim took your drinking virginity.” [/color][color=#808080]Haven teased with feigned jealousy. Though she was sure he could feel her goofy grin on his chest.[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory rolled his eyes. His voice was reduced to a whisper as he lowered his mouth to her ear [/color][color=#04cf3a]“One wasn't enough for you?”[/color] [color=#808080]He knew full well what playing with fire felt like, but he did it anyways. He accentuated his point by moving his hand slightly, tracing a single finger along her lower spine. He then gingerly returned his hand to its former position.[/color]

[color=#808080]Every inch of her body shivered, the movement eliciting a small gasp as the feathers on the top of her wings ruffled. Her lips twisted into a small scowl. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“I’m fine with PDA, Rory Tyler, but that was a foul play.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory leaned back, looking down at Haven's scowl. He blushed, moving his hand back to her waist.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Sorry, sorry… I was just trying to make you flustered for once.”[/color] [color=#808080]He watched some of the other couples dance around them as he kept swaying with her.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“I kind of don't know what to do when you flirt back most of the time.”[/color] [color=#808080]He nervously smiled as he tried to meet her green and gold gaze.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“I think you do just fine.” [/color][color=#808080]She retorted, and yet her smile returned. Her hand fell from his back to push his own towards that small place again. A subtle way to let him know she liked it resting there. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“You’ve been the first to fluster me, and even though I push through it and make you blush more, it always catches me off guard.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Her hand returned to his back, and she gazed into his eyes for a few beats as she simply enjoyed this moment with him. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“I like this feeling, falling for you.” [/color][color=#808080]Her cheeks heated, yet she just smiled wider as the subtle confession seemed to fill her heart to the brim.[/color]

[color=#808080]A soothing comfort blossomed from his chest and spread to every extremity. His breath caught in his throat as he confirmed the truth in her shimmering woodland stare. The world seemed to melt away into nothingness, their presence the only thing that mattered. He held Haven close as they just absorbed the moment. [/color][color=#00ff00]“Is that what this is?”[/color]

[color=#808080]Haven nodded, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she realized that he was feeling the same way. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“I think so.” [/color][color=#808080]She murmured.[/color]

[color=#808080]The pair continued to sway together, the dance feeling much more real and intimate than it had before. Blue stared into hazel and it seemed like they were the only ones in the world just for a little while.[/color]

[color=#808080]When the song eventually ended, the tempo returning to a fast and fun pace, Haven tilted her head back to look at him. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Should we dance more, or have that last drink?”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory shrugged, tilting his head from side to side as he thought.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Might be good to get the drink now, since I don't think we'll have time to if the right song comes on.”[/color] [color=#808080]He shrugged again, keeping a hold of Haven's hand as he spoke loudly over the music.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“What do you think?”[/color]

[color=#808080]She laughed softly at the loudness of his voice. He’d forgotten that she could still hear him over the music. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Have a drink with me, Rory. I have a feeling the song won’t matter the next time we come to the dance floor.” [/color][color=#808080]She winked at him, her mind already thinking about that next dance, before she gently tugged his hand along.[/color]

[color=#808080]She led the way until they made it out of the dancing crowd and slowed to walk beside him. Her eyes were on their path ahead, trailing up the stairs and to the bar. She looked towards him for a moment as she considered his tolerance levels. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Are you comfortable having another? I don’t want to accidentally get you drunk.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory simply nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd and decorations again.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“This is the one instance my powers actually help. I'm used to the feeling, and alcohol is nothing compared to what I usually feel."[/color] [color=#808080]He gave Haven's hand a soft squeeze as he followed.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Oh.” [/color][color=#808080]Haven began, smiling as they started to climb the stairs together. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“I should have thought about that.”[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“I think one more will be the perfect amount for me.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory smiled, desperately trying his best to not focus on Haven's swaying hips as they trudged up the stairs.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“I'll let you pick my drink tonight, Dove.”[/color] [color=#808080]He didn't feel like elaborating that he didn't really know what to order or what was good. No need to make the moment feel less special.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Hmmm, what shall we have, then?” [/color][color=#808080]Haven hummed softly. Her eyes looked over the assortment of bottles behind the bar as she snuck into an open spot, her hand letting go of his as she leaned forwards to rest her elbows on the bartop. She sucked on her bottom lip for a moment as her mind focused on what type of drink she wanted to get them. She wanted something simple, something that would keep her happy buzz going but wouldn’t put her over the edge.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Should we get something sweet or something classic?”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory saddled up next to Haven, resting his back against the bar so he could maintain a view over the dance itself. He gave a nod to some of the other seniors ordering drinks of their own.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Classic feels like the vibe.”[/color] [color=#808080]He looked back to Haven, making a show of scanning her from head to toe.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Sweet comes later.”[/color]

[color=#808080]The way his blue eyes lazily traveled over her body made her head go fuzzy and her dress feel tighter than before. She could still feel the phantom sensation of his finger tracing her spine, a sensitive spot on her body that he was definitely aware of now. She wondered if he would remember that later.[/color]

[color=#808080]His charm was so distracting that by the time the barkeep stopped in front of her she had already forgotten what she wanted to order.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]“What can I get for you?” [/color]

[color=#808080]Haven turned her head and stared at the blonde for a second or two as her brain registered why she was at the bar to begin with. She blinked as she regained her composure. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Oh, uh… two old fashioneds, please. Extra cherries.”[/color]

[color=#808080]The barkeep couldn’t help but grin.  [/color][color=#ffffff]“Coming right up, angel.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory raised an eyebrow at that, looking surprised for a moment. He glanced at Haven, before simply shaking his head while smiling. He couldn't blame the guy. Though Rory did scoot a little closer to Haven, his eyes fixed on a commotion on the dance floor.[/color]

[color=#808080]Haven had raised her own eyebrows, squinting her eyes at the barkeeps back as she wished he hadn’t called her that. Yet the moment didn’t last long, because the sound of skin smacking skin reached her ears over the music playing down below and the familiar voice that followed it alerted her to the situation.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Ooh, Rora just smacked her date.” [/color][color=#808080]She said as her body straightened, turning itself so that her ears could listen into the conflict down below. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“If you know [/color][i][color=#d2b48c]Chad [/color][/i][color=#d2b48c]you’ll understand why.” [/color][color=#808080]She moved to take a step away from the bar, fully intending to jump over the railing if her copper haired friend needed the help, but her steps faltered as Cassander Charon’s voice joined the fray. She grinned as she settled up beside Rory once again.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“And now Lorcán’s cousin has given him a reason to leave her alone.”[/color][color=#808080] Her tone was cheery as she began to explain what she was hearing to her boyfriend. She adjusted her wings behind her so that she could lean against the bar like Rory. Her body fully relaxed now that it seemed she no longer had anything to worry about tonight.[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory raised an eyebrow, his face clearly washed in utter confusion. [/color][color=#04cf3a]“Wait… Rora had a date? And it was Chad?”[/color] [color=#808080]He shook his head, trying to shoo away the frustration boiling in his stomach.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“She told Lorcán she didn't want to go with anyone and rejected me when she thought I was asking her… but she said yes to fucking Chad?”[/color] [color=#808080]He looked to Haven for some semblance of an explanation with furrowed brows.[/color]

[color=#808080]The winged woman pressed her lips together, nodding her head in agreement. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“I know. It took me by surprise when he picked her up earlier.” [/color][color=#808080]Her eyes moved back to the railing, where she could hear the tense words being spoken between the Gulo prick and Lorcán, who she heard arrive shortly after the first fist was thrown.[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“I mean, she had every right to say yes to someone else since Lorcán didn’t ask her. It’s a shame it had to be someone like [/color][color=#d2b48c][i]Chad[/i][/color][color=#d2b48c] instead of a decent guy, and I wasn’t about to tell her about his history with him standing at the doorway.”[/color]

[color=#808080]She gently bumped her elbow against his arm, offering him a small smile. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Lorcán is with her now though. I think it’s all okay.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory sighed, shaking his head again.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“He didn't ask her because she said she didn't want to go with anyone.” [/color][color=#808080]He took a breath, trying to let out the growing tension in his shoulders. He leaned over and bumped Haven with his arm.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“But as long as they've got each other now, they'll be ok.”[/color] [color=#808080]He let himself smile a little as he looked back to his own date.[/color]

[color=#808080]Haven smiled and tilted her head to the side as she remembered that day on the beach. She played with the end of her braid for a second as words formed on her lips, before the sound of glass being set against wood caught her attention. She turned around, in time for the barkeep to clear his throat and slide their drinks forward.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]“For the angel-”[/color]

[color=#d2b48c]“Don’t call me that.” [/color][color=#808080]Haven gently snapped as she picked up their drinks. She forgot to thank the blonde, somehow. She turned to Rory and took a breath as she smiled at him instead. [/color][color=#d2b48c]“Come on, my handsome boyfriend. It’s time to really let loose now.”[/color]

[color=#808080]Rory couldn't help but let a cocky grin grow. Any lingering doubts his anxiety could have cooked up about their relationship were dispelled. Of course, that didn't mean he couldn't show off. He looped his arm around Haven's waist, plucking one of the drinks with his free hand. While his arm guided Haven away from the bar, Rory lingered a moment longer as he made eye contact with the bartender.[/color] [color=#04cf3a]“Can't wait, Dove.”[/color]