#ft. zero

[longsyne]

The alcohol may have helped emboldened him a bit, but it was more to do with the fact that Xavien had once again lost Yuri (damn him) and Xavien had had enough of this stupid ball. But the problem was that there was no way in hell he was gonna get anywhere by himself, no, not when it was his first time ever really drinking “Zero,” he drew out the name with an unintended tone of anger as he wrapped his arms around Zero’s waist from behind, resting his chin on Zero’s shoulder. Yep, definitely drunk. “Take me- take me back up to the third floor,” he grumbled the demand, pulling away with a stumbling sway to lean back into the bar. “Or you could walk away and ignore me — you’ve always been good at that, haven’t you??”

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[longsyne]

Oh no. That asshole did not just show up, it’s not him.

The hope that it could be someone else is crushed that when he sneaks through the hall of the District 3 floor, hiding behind potted plants and console tables and he fucking recognizes how he moves, catches glimpses of face, his hair that’s always in his eyes and the way he’s constantly having to push it out of vision. Xavien is reminded of someone he thought he had long forgotten. Five years.

He steps right behind him then because now he’s sure it’s him, “Sprite?” Xavien surprises even himself by calling Zero by that nickname, but the shock doesn’t last long, it’s soon replaced by something that’s almost as familiar to him as the nickname; all that pent up fury for the other.

He’s not supposed to be here. Not when Xavien has been doing so good without him here — or whatever form of okay he told himself was good enough to count. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he bites out in a way he hopes sounds mostly uninterested. He doesn’t want to give him too much. He learned that lesson the hard way. 

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[longsyne]

Somehow, he managed to avoid Zero completely in the first twenty-four hours back in the tower. He wasn't even sure how he'd been able to do it, the fact that they were on the same district team considered. Part of him was beginning to wonder if Zero had even come back for this cycle at all when, as if on cue, he spotted him there on the other side of their district floor. 

"You have a lot of nerve coming back here," he shouted, knowing everyone else on the floor was already down in the training center. "What, you didn't get enough of me last time around?" he crossed his arms, stepping forward to stand before him now. 

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[longsyne]

It had been five years since Xavien had danced. He never tried — something always got in the way. The battle of emotions during the first year after his victory left him in a haze. The next year, his mother died. That made it hard to do anything. But by the time he was feeling okay, feeling human, dancing would have felt like digging up an old grave. See, he figured that it was probably for the best. Dancing, in his mind, would always be tied to Zero.

"Dance with me, Zero," the words dripped with a subtle tone of mock seriousness, Xavien leaned one arm on the bar towards Zero, unyielding eyes set on him.

Just knowing that Zero was here tonight was messing with him. The fact that he had to be styled in Zero's designs was just the icing on top of the cake; he couldn't escape. If Zero was going to mess with Xavien though maybe unknowingly so, then why couldn't he do the same?

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[cheathatcher]

“dude, you look like a ghost,” he commented, crossing his legs in his seat at the bar. “did you eat some old fish during dinner or something? you look like my bedsheets, i thought i was coming over to get into bed, that’s how pale you are.”

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[longsyne]

when the call came in, xavien had been in bed. briefly, he’d considered ignoring it when he saw his phone light up, shake the bedside table, and any other time, he probably would have. except it was an hour to midnight, and when did anyone ever call him this late unless something was wrong? unless yuri was calling to pick him up from a bar or— it was zero. no, it was actually zero, the screen lighting up zero’s name in his hand. xav could feel his heartbeat in his ears. 

a shaky breath came through from the other side of the line as he pressed the phone up against his ear. and it was enough to make his throat dry, the way he could only hope the feeling at the pit of his stomach was wrong, clear his throat in a way that did him no favors as he answered with a raspy “hello?” 

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[barrel-isanightmare]

Zero

I see him around town alot. Haven’t actually gotten to talk to him but he seems like a really cool guy. Kinda quiet. Probably scares really easy. You know that gives me an idea...but yeah, he’s really cool. 

@zero-hocuspocus

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