@AgentFallenSoul@ImaginaryColt paused after he pulled on his swimming trunks to listen to Dyana talk. He walked over to the interconnecting door and stood in front of it, listening to her sweet voice.
"I dont even know if your on the other side of this door, but...I think I have feelings for you, isn't that crazy? The big trouble maker has an admirer..." Colt looked at the door in shock. She had feelings for him?! She obviously wasn't done, but he pressed a hand up against the door, making sure to stay up. This was different.
"And...the fucked up part is? It's only been two days but...with in those two days the big trouble maker has made me feel more like girl then anyone has...and now he hates me. I'm sorry...if you still feel like being around me...my doors are always open..." She sounded like she was about to cry. Making a split second decision, he yanked the door open, grabbed her shoulders, and kissed her. He cupped the back of her neck gently with his hand and drew her close to him with his other. His eyes fluttered shut before a brief moment, but within a split second, he was back away from her again.
"I feel the exact same way," he murmured to her. "But I can't afford to be close to you. I like you a lot, but it seems that everyone I get close to gets hurt." He backed up a little bit, going back into his room. "I could never hate you Dyana. You just have to give me time." He dipped his head to her and shut the door gently, right when he heard Nya call out a greeting from his front door.
He took a deep breath and walked over to it, opening it up almost fully. He leaned against the door hinge with cat like grace and smirked at her, making sure he didn't cover up the fact that he was shirtless and standing in swimming trunks. "Hello darlin'," he said, a fake, flirtatious accent overbearing his voice. "How are you on this fine evening?" He glanced at her shoulder and sucked in a quick breath, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah... sorry about this morning. I didn't mean to go bat-crap crazy..."