Not What It Seems (Group/Mature)

Teo walked along the street, his hands in his pockets, cigarette in his mouth, and relatively fresh air filling his nostrils. The cold November air nipping at his nose and the tips of his fingers. He loved that feeling. Being between numbness and too much sensitivity, like the threshold between life and death.

He let himself wander around, taking in the night sky although he couldn't really see the stars, since the city lights drowned them out, depriving him of any euphoric view he could achieve from looking above. Still, the blackness was such a fascinating thing to behold.

As he let himself walk back to his usual street, where he had his usual spot to sometimes sleep, or sometimes to merely drift off in blank thought, simply smoking his cigarette away, letting himself suck his life away with each drag... Not that he cared much of it.

As he arrived at his spot - a sheltered staircase step leading into an abandoned home, he could hear the strong bass and thriving activity from the house across the street.

As he carelessly scanned the house, his eyes lifted to a balcony, until they locked with a lone individual standing on the ledge.
He felt a cold shiver run down his spine, and he broke the eye contact as he lowered his beanie over his ears, and tightened his coat around his body.
Love the cold fresh air as he may, he was no fan of getting sick.
So, he contented himself with relaxing and resting his head against the stone wall, taking in more lungfuls of his cigarettes sinful smoke (which sadly, was starting to perish), and let his mind go along to the strong thump of the bass music.

Teo heard the doors burst open as a pretty angry - handsome, but angry - guy walked through, but seemed to gain composure as he walked through the party.
*Hah... must be a party crasher... that sucks.* he thought, with a slight smirk
A few minutes later, the doors burst once more, and Teo could see the same man that had been on the balcony stumble out.
He glanced at the stumbling man for a few seconds, noting how good looking the man was - tall, well built, and had a very attractive face as well... until he decided to turn his head back around - he had learnt that, there was nothing worse than staring at a drunk guy for too long. Apparently, it would always get them so angry... and then they would either try and molest him, or start a fight - neither of which he appreciated.

So, taking another drag of his cigarette, and then taking it from his lips in his fingers to slowly blow out, he didn't realize the stumbling drunk had gotten a lot closer, and closer, and closer... - he finally opened his eyes in surprise as he could feel the man hovering over him, and then descending at what seemed like lightning speed.

The blow of the man falling on top of him caused him to have a sharp exhale of breath,

"WHAT THE HE-mmf?!" he cried, as he suddenly felt lips encased over his, burning with the strong taste of alcohol, and he felt his eyes spin in confusion and focus on the man kissing him, until he finally had the sense to push the man away - although not without some feeling of regret.

"Dude!" he cried, letting the word hang in the air as he tried to grasp at any other words he could find to say
"Just - dude! That was NOT cool. I'm no chick, and I'm not a dream either." he said, feeling his cheeks burn, as well as the strong alcohol he had felt on the other mans lips start to take effect
*Whyy does alcohol affect me so easily?* he whined in his head, but he slightly shook it off to look at the man in front of him - who, drunk as he may be, was a stunning sight to see.

"Ummm..." he said after a few seconds "Get off?" he offered meekly with a shaky smile, bringing the cigarette back to his lips in a nervous drag.

"Uhh no I'd rather not fight!" he gave a shaky chuckle, and simply shook his head in disbelief at the man before him "No, it's not a problem.. you just didn't look like the type..."

At the mans request, Teo couldn't help but squirm a little inside, and a light blush spread across his cheeks, dusting his pale complexion. "Uhhh..." he couldn't think of anything to say to refuse - especially not a drunkard who offered a fight, so he shakily extended the cigarette to the other man
"You can have it." he said meekly, a little bit of bitterness in his voice - it was his last cigarette, after all.
He was about to continue urging the man to get off, when something seemed to block his voice.
For some reason, this man looked comfortable right where he was... and Teo didn't exactly feel like making said man uncomfortable.

"Uhh.. my name's Teo." he offered softly, hating how many times he was saying "Uhh" in one night - he really was such the coward.

Teo was secretly wishing that the man had been straight, and that he had made a mistake - he wouldn't be the first one. For some reason, even though Teo had scruff and wore manly clothes - and hell had manly features, there were some men who seemed to think they had found their "long lost Vanessa" or "Amelia" when they saw him.
He cringed at the memories.
But in this case, he wanted him to be straight because otherwise Teo would think that he had a chance.
And that was not a good thought.

His thoughts were broken when the man - Haydn, spoke, and as he saw the cigarette being returned, he took it back - he didn't really want to offend or upset Haydn. He was bigger, stronger, and just had a very imposing air that Teo was certain any man would feeling a little nervous around... or he was just being Teo.

Teo just stayed silent and observed the man before him - until said man took off his shirt - that was when Teo seemed to find everything and anything else way more interesting, and he begged for the night sky to smother the blush that blatantly spread across his face.

*Damnit, if you're any type at all, you're my type!* his inner mind screamed, but he kept his eyes down, observing a small pebble on the ground. He still hadn't taken another drag - he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
It was like he was a schoolboy all over again - the shakes, being nervous... then again, Teo was like that most of the time anyways, apart from with his friends and family.

He stayed silent observing the pebble - not trusting himself to speak, and silently begged the stranger to suddenly get up and walk off - even though he knew once that was over he would silently beg for his return.