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[nikoloa-blog]

niko chuckled gently as he rubbed his neck, a little habit of his, offering rocco a smile as it was obvious that he was impressed with what he did. “yeah, i love it.” he commented in between rocco’s sentences, “with a heated wetsuit, and it’s not too bad.. getting out is the worst part to be honest.” niko laughed gently, following rocco before sitting down on one of the chairs, waiting for the vet to have time for their little alley cat. “it’s colder here though, was never this bad back home i’ve got to say.”hey, still, it’s pretty nice of you. some people would not even give him the time of day.” 

[rxcco-blog]

“shit...” rocco couldn’t help but be enthralled with niko’s stories of surfing. he was just a loser kid from ohio, he knew nothing about the sport. but it always seemed so cool to him, and here he was with an actual surfer who did this kind of professionally. “i wanna see you surf, at that competition thingy. you have to tell me when it is.” he shrugged and stuck his hand into the box, petting punua’s dirty fur again. “how long have you been living in new york?” he asked, looking up hesitantly at the other man. if this was truly his first friend in new york, he wanted to get to know him.

[jamieprince-whispers-blog]

“Same. It’s just so gross and tastes weird and like… I dunno man. Whoever made seafood a thing should be gut-punched.” He chuckled and shook his head, taking the other’s phone. “Na. More like in case I ever have anyone over and they like need tuna. I like to be prepared.” He looked up the closest vet and smiled. “Great. I’ve got a location. It’s pretty close to here. We can walk or drive. It’s up to you.”

[rxcco-blog]

“I think it was like, our ancient ancestors who invented seafood. It was a part of the whole, hunter gatherer thing. but i think we’ve advanced enough to leave seafood in our history.” rocco slowly crept closer and closer to the cat until he bent down and picked it up. it yowled in protest and kicked around, but rocco held on. “shit, shit, shit,” he chanted, trying to get the cat to calm down. “sick. um, i don’t have a car, do you?”

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“What? I totally have a dragon helping me through life, how do you think I’m getting through all my uni classes?” She joked. “I would join that metal band.” Her tone was completely serious - or at least trying to be. “They do have a lot of love and I’m completely alright with that. I’ll take all their love. And no way, there’s no way you can die from too much awesome sex, I refuse to believe that.” She shook her head with a laugh. “I already have tickets to all of those, I’ve been buzzing for months. I want to touch Patrick Stump’s face. Possibly hug him and give him a cool gift so he never forgets me.”

[rxcco-blog]

“you’re one lucky girl, i wish i had a dragon. i’d probably use it to ride around on though, since i don’t go to uni. school is for nerds.” school is also for people who want to work for a living, which wasn’t in rocco’s future. “you’d die,” he laughed. “you’re it for them, you’re their world. of course they’re gonna give you love. and you totally can! like one second you’re on a train to the bone zone, and next your heart is giving up on you.” he pouted at the mention of her tickets. “i’ll get my own, don’t you worry. i’m gonna run up on stage and steal patrick’s fedora just for you. you know the best gift is the gift of life. and it also means you get child support checks.”

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“Oh… that’s disappointing. I wonder how Jasmine did it then, maybe she had a professional tiger tamer or something. I don’t really think princess meat popsicle sounds all that appealing so I might have to pass.” Zara replied with a small pout. “Big dogs always knock me over though. They think they can just like, jump on you. Not that I mind being bowled over by a dog, if I was going to get injured or killed, that would be an alright way to go.” She laughed. “Right? I’m still not over it, I cried for a long time- not in front of him, of course. I’m going to Fall Out Boy obviously, and Iron Maiden is coming to MSG in March- I can’t wait. twenty one pilots is coming but not until fall.”

[rxcco-blog]

“it’s also a disney movie, so i wouldn’t think about it too hard. mulan had a dragon helping her through life. movie logic doesn’t really apply to us. sounds like a bad metal band name if you really think about it.” rocco nodded in agreement with her words. “that’s true, they can get kind of... excited. but that’s just because they have a lot of love! true, there’s a lot of ways you could go, and that’s probably one of the better ones. i wanna be one of those old dudes who dies in a nursing home from too much awesome sex.” he looked down to check up on the cat and noticed it was almost close enough to grab. it was still trailing blood, which made rocco frown. “fuck, i’m gonna have to get tickets to all of those.” 

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“Yeah, that’s true. I wish you could adopt little lions or tigers. I would totally tame it and then when I was a bit older I’d be like princess Jasmine and Rajah.” Zara nodded decidedly, watching the kitten with a thoughtful expression. “Uh- maybe? It looks like a little teddy bear although some annoying people grow out the fur to the floor and they look like mops. But the curly ones are adorable.” She laughed at his gesture, albeit she was always impressed by people who played instruments, having not done much of it herself. “I thought I saw Mikey once but I was mistaken.. But I did see and stalk Bruce Dickinson for a few blocks until I had the courage to go up to him. It’s hard to find people in the streets though, concerts are a better bet usually.”

[rxcco-blog]

“i don’t think that’s like, a good idea. there’s this show on animal planet called fatal attractions, and it’s all about people who got murdered by their exotic pets because they thought they could tame them with love. you’d be more like... princess meat popsicle than princess jasmine.” he snorted at her description. “they sound pretty awesome. i’m not a huge fan of small dogs though, they’re so much harder to play with. like, with big dogs you can just wrestle around with them and shit but little dogs are all... delicate. they wear sweaters.” his jaw dropped. “you fucking met bruce dickinson? holy fucking shit. i’ve never met any band members, or anyone famous for that matter. are there any good concerts anytime soon?”

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“That’s true. And cats love watching fishbowls and stuff so they must be interested in eating it. I think that one is too.” She gestured to the cat, who seemed to be sniffing curiously. “Oh, she’s a bitch.” She couldn’t help but laugh at his joke, although she was shaking her head. “But she’s the friendliest little puppy, she has.. Havanese, I think, as well. I remember my friend had one and it was the cutest, people-loving little thing.” She nodded. “Oh, you play guitar too? That’s cool. I sort of realized you weren’t famous but then I was lured in by the cat so I stayed.” She joked. “I spend most of my time in the city just running around because I thought I saw band people.”

[rxcco-blog]

“i think they just like meat. they evolved from like, lions and tigers and stuff so they probably just want to eat things they can kill. which includes fish.” he sighed in relief when he saw the cat slowly creeping up to the food. when it got close enough, he could snatch it up and bring it to the nearest animal hospital. “the baddest bitch of them all,” he snickered. “i have no idea what that means. what’s a havanese, is it one of those smushed-faced dogs?” he nodded and held out his hand in front of her, wiggling his fingers with a grin. “these are guitar callouses.” he shoved his hand back in his pocket. “shit, i think that’s what i’d do too if i ever left my apartment. have you seen anyone cool? i think if i saw gerard way i’d nut right there in the middle of the street.”

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“I’m not even sure. I was under the impression that they liked fish and lasagne and such. Although Garfield might be the exception rather than the rule.” She joked with a light laugh, shaking her head. “I’m not even sure. It was a mix of quite a few things, a bit of poodle, and a smaller dog, I believe.” She shrugged, watching him open the tin and offer it to the cat. “Oh, I saw that - you were quite the sight, I had to come by in case you were a cool band person or something. I’m always on the lookout, you never know when you’ll meet cool rockstars in New York.”

[rxcco-blog]

“i think fish is right, like all the cat food advertisements have pictures of cats floating around so i think that means it contains fish-ish stuff. also they like mice, because they like the hunt.” he nodded a little disappointedly as she explained the dog situation. “poodles are super smart, but they’re mean as hell. i’m sure your friend’s dog is nice though. or maybe it’s a bitch.” he cracked a smile at his own cheesy joke. “me? rockstar? i mean, i fuck around on the guitar but shit, i’m not famous. that’s cool that you think i look like a rockstar though.”

[silashayland1-blog]

“It’s just scared. It doesn’t know any better.”  Silas tries tossing another little piece of turkey. “Is this your cat?”

[rxcco-blog]

“yeah, that’s true,” rocco agreed. “nah, it’s just some stray. but i saw it limping around and i figured it was hurt. i didn’t want to just leave it.”

[nikoloa-blog]

niko laughed nevertheless, shaking his head at rocco’s suggestion. he raised an eyebrow and looked towards the boy as he questioned him about his competition, something niko was more than eager to talk about. “montauk classic, surfing competition down here. i missed most the ones durin the summer, and i did some of the fall ones, more or less for practice and those went well.” he nodded, smiling at rocco, knowing that he could easily talk for years about this topic, but doubted that his newly found friend was all that interested. “and hey, i’ll make time. don’t worry about that.” niko smiled, “you pretty much saved punua’s life after all.” he added with a small chuckle 

[rxcco-blog]

rocco listened attentively as niko spoke. surfing, it was so fitting for the island native. he had the look too, lean and dark-skinned and gorgeous. “that’s so awesome, surfing is probably the coolest sport in existence. you fucking ride waves how sick is that? well you know it’s sick, you do it. but still. how can you even surf in the winter? isn’t it cold? won’t your balls freeze off?” when they entered the lobby he made sure to take lead and talk to the receptionist. he explained the situation quickly, and promised to pay all charges. she nodded and said to wait until a veterinarian became available. he sat down in one of the chairs. “you did most of the saving, he wasn’t gonna ever come over to me.”

[nikoloa-blog]

niko shook his head, the offer was lovely, but he knew that he was joking. “oh yeah, i’m free tuesday, let’s go.” he joked laughing before shrugging off the topic, “i’ll get there one day. there’s a competition, that i’m hopin’ i’ll do well in at the end of april, that’ll get some cash there.” niko nodded, refering to the montauk classic surfing competition, one he’d been working towards. “i’ll defiantly take you up on that offer, believe me.” he smiled, looking out the window, seeing the car come to a stop in front of the veterinarian office. carefully getting out of the car holding punua, he glanced back at rocco, mentally making a note to pay him back for the cab ride once his hands were free. “hey, you’ve got one friend now.” niko said, flashing a smile in rocco’s direction, “i’ll make you get out and see everything here, new york is better outside than inside, at least from my opinion.” 

[rxcco-blog]

“you’re gonna have to free up more than just a day, man, the flight alone would eat up your tuesday. give me a week, and i promise i’ll get you there.” rocco’s interest sparked at the mention of a competition. “what kind of competition are we talking? video games? food eating?” he eyed niko, and decided he was much too fit looking to do anything nerdy. it was probably some sports competition. “is it arm wrestling? i bet it’s arm wrestling, look at those guns.” he poked niko’s arm and chuckled. it wouldn’t be completely unreasonable, the man had nice arms. “thanks,” he replied with a small smile. there was no need to get shy now. rocco followed after niko with a nod to the driver. the app was linked to his credit card, so the money would automatically be taken out to pay for the fare. “sounds fun, i can’t wait. you sure you’ve got time though?”

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

“No, no, I don’t mind at all. It’s such a cutie, I’m totally fine sharing my food.” Reaching down, she rifles through the plastic bags, quietly as to not scare the cat off. “I got these like, fish things for my friend’s new puppy - it’s not dog food, it’s like human food but I think animals would eat it.” She offers, handing over a small tin to the boy. A smile came across her face when he mentioned helping the stray cat out, people like him were a nice reminder of all the good in the world. “Aw.. but it’s hurt - it’s nice that you’re trying to help.”

[rxcco-blog]

“alright well, if you wanna feed him then be my guest. what do cats even eat? aside from like, mice and actual cat food.” he grinned at the mention of a new dog. “what kind of dog is it?” okay, so maybe he was getting a little sidetracked by the mention of a dog. “that could probably work, thanks.” he took the tin and peeled it open, and he wrinkled his nose as soon as the smell hit him. hopefully the cat would like it though, so he slid it further into the alley in hopes of drawing the little thing closer. “hey you’ve been more of a help already. i’ve just been yelling at it lovingly.”

[nikoloa-blog]

niko nodded his head, pursing his lips as he listened to rocco talk, letting the words sink in. he could help it, he was so empathetic and generally felt others feelings, whether it be an animal or person, more than his own. niko lifted his head up as he heard rocco’s question, laughing lightly to himself, “yeah, i can’t really afford that. barely get enough for my rent most months, so packing up and going back isn’t really in my budget” the brunette smiled weakly, “one day.” niko laughed again, trying to lift the mood back. “yeah sure, that’d be great actually.” he smiled gently, looking out the window seeing the moving cars and street signs pass by, “living alone, at least for me isn’t bad. but in my defense, barely in my apartment, but nevertheless, yeah… there are so many pluses to having a pet, i just want to be able to properly have one and give it the attention and love it deserves.. and i don’t know, i don’t really have that, at least not yet” 

[rxcco-blog]

rocco felt a pang of guilt when niko brought up his financial problems. it wasn’t fair that rocco was given such an outstanding amount of wealth, when he didn’t really need it. he just kind of floated through life, not doing anything of worth, squandering his fortune on stupid things like a hundred dollar tip for an uber driver to take him, some stranger, and a cat to the vet. niko clearly could use the money more. “i’m sure you’ll get there soon,” he replied weakly. “and hey, if you want i can always fly you out there. you can show me around, like i said i’ve always wanted to go.” he phrased it like a joke, because really no one expects ‘millionaire’ when they see him. but it’s something he would seriously do. he needed a vacation anyway. “you can come visit whenever you want,” he added. he’d love to have niko around, he got so lonely all of the time. “i have the opposite of your problem. i hardly ever leave my apartment. i get my groceries delivered, and i don’t really have friends in new york. yet. so i just kind of...” he shrugged. he didn’t know what he did to pass the time.

[silashayland1-blog]

Silas randomly finds this scene and he knows he should approach quietly. He can’t tell if the cat is this person’s cat that got out or if it’s a stray cat, but he wants to help anyway. Also standing over six feet, he bends beside the other person and takes a wrapped up turkey sandwich that he’d bought from a deli out of the paper bag he carries. He rips off a piece of turkey and offers it to the other person. “Try this maybe?” he asks quietly.

[rxcco-blog]

rocco’s eyes slid from the man crouching next to him to the piece of deli meat he’s handing him. rocco took it, his nose wrinkling slightly because hey it’s weird meat and any sane person would find it gross when it’s outside of a sandwich. the cat doesn’t seem to like it either, even when rocco threw it in its direction. “fuck, this thing is so stubborn. i think it has a death wish, it doesn’t want me to help it,” he pouted.

[zaralloyd-deactivated20180524]

Zara pauses in her tracks, taking her headphones out of her ears, about to make her way up to the stairs of the building when she catches sight of the boy. She can’t help but watch him curiously - his appearance reminding her of the bands she spent her time listening to, although she’d never really made an effort to emulate the look - people would never take it seriously on her anyways. “Have you tried luring it in with food?” she asks softly, not wanting to startle him or the cat as she makes her way over. “I have some groceries here, maybe it wants some. Is it your cat?”

[rxcco-blog]

rocco’s attention was diverted from the cat when a gentle voice spoke up. “no, i haven’t,” he replied sheepishly. he knew cats weren’t as friendly as dogs were, who would run to anyone who gave them the slightest attention. but he thought his gentle wooing would be enough to get the thing to come over to him. “i’d feel bad taking your groceries. maybe i could buy like, a hot dog from the vendor a block down. i just don’t really wanna leave it here alone, it might run off.” he sighed. “oh, no, it’s just a stray. i probably shouldn’t even be bothered trying to help it.”

[nikoloa-blog]

“a great guy, that’s who.” niko laughed, lightly to himself. he shrugged gently as he looked down at the cat, curled up against the side of the box, trying to get as small as possible. “yeah, i suppose.” he agreed, though he wasn’t fully convinced that he was doing his absolute best anymore. “it’s great, so gorgeous honestly, i wish i never left.” niko said quietly, a small laugh escaping his lips trying to hide the how badly he missed being at home. “that’s so cute, hope i get to meet the guy one time.” he smiled, looking over at rocco, raising an eyebrow as the boy’s smile seemed to disappear all of a sudden, but chose to ignore it. “i’ve never really had a pet, unless you count fish, but i mean, i didn’t take care of them, mostly my mum’s doing. so i wouldn’t know the first thing to taking care of another living thing… hell, i’m enough as is.” 

[rxcco-blog]

“whatever,” he replied with a shrug. if the dude wanted to name his cat after weird bacteria food who was he to judge. even if it was really weird. like, really. “let’s just focus on getting him to the vet, yeah?” he said gently. he didn’t like how upset niko was getting over this. he had his freedom philosophy which was cool, and the cat seemed like it would be happy if its leg wasn’t fucked up, so he wasn’t to blame for the poor kitten’s misfortune. “why don’t you go back then?” he asked, though it seemed like he was treading on dangerous territory. he didn’t really know niko, he didn’t want to bring up stuff that was hard for him to talk about. they were literally just discussing a dog named yogurt. “you can after this if you want. i’m sure they won’t want the cat outside while he’s healing, so i can take him in if you want. just until he’s better.” rocco laughed softly and nodded in agreement. “it’s hard, i can tell you that. i’ve had lunchables for dinner every night this week. but pets make good company, especially if you life alone.”

[jamieprince-whispers-blog]

“Ugh. Never call me tuna-man ever. Tuna is honestly so gross. I just have it cause I’m a loser who likes to be prepared.” He smiled softly and tilted his head as he watched Rocco with the cat. “I’m Quin. Quinton for long.” He smirked slightly and pursed his lips. “No idea honestly. You got a phone on you though? I can look it up. I don’t got data or anything like that so… I’m lost when it comes to stuff like that.”

[rxcco-blog]

“dude, i feel that. i hate everything about seafood. were you expecting a situation like this though? i don’t know what else would use tuna in an emergency for.” the cat was slowly inching towards the food now, and rocco knew it was almost his chance to grab it. “quinton for long, huh?” he repeated with a grin. it was a fun way to introduce himself, that’s for sure. “i do, yeah.” he took out his phone and put in the password before handing it over to quin. 

[jamieprince-whispers-blog]

Quin rolled his eyes. “Don’t move please.” He quickly ran into the building, coming out with a can of tuna. He opened the can, the noise instantly getting the cat’s attention. Setting it on the ground he slid it forward slightly. “Once the little dude is all into his meal you can probably just snatch him up. Cats are pretty chill when their fed. Though he might freak out if he’s been to the vet before.” Quin shrugged. He had dealt with tons of strays while living on the streets. “Got a name though? I feel like I should know you as something other than cat-dude, the lesser known sidekick to catwoman.”

[rxcco-blog]

he nodded and moved back to his crouched position as soon as the other man left. he was really no closer to getting the cat over to him when he first started by the time he returned. the cat instantly responded to the tuna though, which kind of offended rocco. he knew he wasn’t a meal, but he was still friendly. nicer than tuna. “i doubt he has, look at him.” the poor thing was dirty and scarred, he was definitely a street cat, not a house cat. “do you know where the nearest vet is?” he laughed and nodded. “yeah, i’m rocco, though cat-dude is way cooler. who’re you, or should i call you tuna-man?”