Walking on the wild side... A return toSixes!

[Corvin Blackwood]

The music in the small building was loud as all of the tables had been swept away to make room for the vast number of party people that was now packed on to the small dance floor. Bodies were pressed agaisnt one another as the music set the rythme of mass, personal space was no longer am issues as there were not much space to allow such luxeries and in the heart of the massive amount of people was a shirtless Corvin who was hoping to dance away his fears and concerns. Corvin had loved to dance though he never admitted to anyone as it was a guilty pleasure of his that was so far outside of who he was that even if he did inform his friends they would never believe him. He was a musician and so the heart throbbing boom of the oversized speakers and all the hot bodies pressed against each other allowed him to forget everything in his life and to be taken away by something so simple and primal.

Corvin had alot on his mind as of late but it was not what anyone would guess but more or less how he was feeling towards an idea... the idea of commitment. He was a hopless romantic but that had gotten him into a whole lot of hurt and pain in the past that he swore he would not ever open himself up to such a thing again, however after making that vow he ran into Aran... well more or less Aran ran into him. Regardless of who found who it seemed as though the two were perfect together and that was the problem since Corvin had already began to harden his heart Aran want to make a home in it. It was also confusing for him as he wanted to be with Aran but he also was scared to trust him with his heart. Then Aran had to ask him to be his boyfriend which cause him to freak and leave and that was what brought him to the club.

 

[Aran Reynolds]

Aran, unknowing of Corvin's presence, was at the small bar off to the corner, observing the dancers and sipping his drink with a nonchalant face. He was still bitter and resentful when reminded of his rejection, though he wasn't mad at the other by any standard. It was just embarrassing to have to tell people that the man that he was head over heels for turned him down without a single word. It was like getting inches away from an oasis while stranded in a desert, only to discover that it was a teasingly painful mirage. The dancers looked so carefree and relaxed, and in truth, Aran envied them with every bone in his body. All he wanted was to see Corvin's face and touch him, hold him tight and then just demand that they belonged with each other no matter what the risk was. And yet he could never pick up the phone, he could never bring himself to visit either. This was so unlike him and yet, he actually expected it from himself.

Blue-green eyes scanned the dancers even more feverishly. Something in his bones said that someone was there, someone he knew. Of course he wasn't expecting the reality that Corvin was there, but he knew it was someone. Feeling brave, he got up from the bar and went to the dance floor, trying to relax himself and showing everyone that he really did have the Spanish spirit of passion within him. He might not have been able to sing, but he could dance with no problem. It wasn't limited to solo dancing, it was partner dancing as well. Without thinking, he grabbed his crush's hand and began to dance with him, not even noticing that it was him in the first place. If he had, Aran would've shied away into the wall and wouldn't move for anything in the world.

 

[Corvin Blackwood]

Corvin felt a tug on his hand and after a brief moment pause to look to see who it was he was slightly shocked but then a wicked smile crossed his face as he walked up to the man and through a singlearm over Arans shoulder as he closed in the space between there bodies and began to dance. Aran was a wonderful dancer and the way he moved in the flashing lights of the dance room made him seem surreal as he moved almost effortlessly with Corvins body as if they were not two seperate bodies but as one single soul. Corvin smiled as he stood on his tip toes and placed a single kiss on his spanish heart throb hoping the show of effection would wake him up from his stuper and see that out of a room full of beautiufl people he had managed to find Corvin and out of all the clubs in the world he had found the very one that Corvin went to to get away. Corvin believed in fate and it seemed that he had a future with the man that he was now dancing with and it seemed that no matter how far he ran he would not be able to out run this fate and so finally Corvin accpeted his future.

"I would love to be your boyfriend..." Was all the young man said hoping that Aran would have him for real this time ... no tricks and no more fighting or running away. Corvin was tires of running and tired of loneliness and so why not be happy with the one person who want him more than anyone elese currently in the world. Corvin kept the rythm until the song changed to a softer slow song that prompt most to leave the dance floor except a few couples here and there and of course except him and Aran who stood at the heart of the dance floor.

 

[Aran Reynolds]

Aran blinked once, then another two times. Firstly, he hadn't even known that it was Corvin. Secondly, he hadn't expected a kiss in the least. Then finally, he had a boyfriend. It was a little strange, honestly. Though it was a good type of strange, as if fate had for once looked in his direction kindly. He smiled at Corvin and gave him a giant hug, tight enough to squeeze him, but not tight enough to choke him. "Good, because I wasn't going to give up anyway." That, no matter how desperate, was true. Aran thought of love as a game of some sort, that you needed to strive to win at whatever cost. Then he let go of him smoothly and held him close soon after, swaying to the music happily. The moment was just too perfect, and almost made him suspicious. Nothing was ever this perfect except for scenes in movies or plays... But then again this could be the fates just letting him win for once. He placed his head close to Corvin's, just dancing there and listening to music. This club was fast becoming his favorite place to be. After all it was a place where he had met, and gotten together with, his boyfriend.