lonely dancers - n. sturniolo
in which ... two heartbroken people find solace in dancing with one another in a retro diner. ( nick x black!male!reader )
warnings ; bisexual!male!reader, crying, fluff ending
"𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒖𝒑, 𝒘𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆."
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰
"we're lonely dancers, join me for the night."
when you had first arrived with your girlfriend, everything seemed fine at first. though, you could tell something was a little off when her demeanor — she barely looked at you the whole ride to your destination.
a new, retro diner opened up not too long ago. you both had never been there before, so you decided to surprise her there with a date night. it featured a karaoke section as well a rollerblading area where you could put music in the jukebox and dance ( if you could handle that and skating at the same time ). you were excited beyond excited to be there, yet your girlfriend didn't seem to feel the same way.
"we're lonely dancers baby, dance with me so we don't cry."
upon walking inside the diner, you immediately light up, moving the dreads from over your eyes as the neon, retro lights make for a fun atmosphere. you watch her eyes rake over the crowd of people, and you feel a tug at your heart as you see her expression contort. she unclasps your interlocked fingers, moving away from you slightly.
"hey, did i do sum' wrong?" you ask the girl, to which she sighs and rubs her temples, "m'sorry, it just feels like-"
"y/n, just let's try an' enjoy this, yeah?" she tells you, turning to you with a slightly irritable expression. "i'm gonna go get us something to eat."
you simply nod, not wanting to upset her any further. over the past few weeks, you could you guys' relationship start to crumble slowly — there was always an excuse as to why she didn't want to spend time with you anymore, and it's like she was always mad at you.
you walked on eggshells around her, because you were too afraid that if you said the wrong thing she'd snap at you. you tried your best to make her feel like she could talk to you about whatever it is that was going with her, but she never did. right when it seemed like you were making progress and she was going to tell you, she completely shut you out or shut you down.
texts and calls went unanswered, until she finally decided to speak to you again. you were relieved, hoping that piece by piece you could fix whatever it was you did wrong.
you glanced around the diner, scanning the various activities — the roller blade area was lit up with others who happily rolled around, laughing and enjoying the company of each other. the laughter echoed and bounced off the walls, and you briefly wondered if you would be able to get her to laugh this evening.
you made your way over to the food stand, but she was nowhere to be seen. your eyebrows furrowed curiously, as you peered up and down the row to see where she could be. had she gotten lost?
your feet carried you past the food stand, which is how you ended up near the bathrooms. hushed voices and laughter could be heard, and you swore you recognized one of the voices as your girlfriend.
had she come to meet other friends?
you didn't mind — if she had other friends she wanted to hang out with as well, you just wished it was something she would've told you in case one of them might've needed a ride home or anything of the sort.
but as you walked closer to the bathroom, you realized the sounds were coming from elsewhere. your heart pounded in your chest, scared to see something you weren't ready to see. a neon lit exit sign led to the outside, where the laughter grew closer. you hoped you were wrong — you really hoped that all you would need to do is apologize to whatever couple would be interrupted on the other side.
opening the door slowly, you felt your heart drop in your chest.
there she was in all her glory, another man's hands enveloped around her waist as she laughed — he leaned down to connect their lips, and you could feel your heart beat wildly in your chest as you watched the scene in front of you.
unable to continue watching, you storm back inside of the diner. all this time, you thought it was your fault. you blamed yourself for the reason she seemed to not want you anymore. the whole time, she was giving her time to someone else entirely.
you were so hurt you didn't register how many people you had bumped into on your way back inside. you turned around ready to apologize to the last person who you'd bumped into, but you bumped into someone yet again.
both of you looked up to see each other's faces, and your expression instantly softens, and you run a hand through your dreads — the brunette haired boy in front of you had puffy eyes, signaling he had just been crying. hell, you were two seconds away from being in the same boat as him.
you give him an empathetic smile, opting to sit on the bar stools nearest to the both of you. you nod and motion for him to sit next to you, which he does. you watch intently as he wipes the tears from his eyes — when he looks back up at you again, you have to stop your own eyes from widening at his pretty blue irises.
"if you can't tell, i'm havin' a terrible night," he speaks first, his boston accent slipping out whilst he wipes at his eyes again.
"your lover left you?" you ask him softly, to which he nods.
"broke up tonight," he laughs humorlessly, shaking his head as he looks over the crowd.
"my lover's busy kissing other guys," you tell him, rubbing your hand along your jaw as you let out a sigh.
his expression then softens, giving you a sympathetic smile as you both look at each other. "we're both alone now, tears in our eyes."
"thanks for that, captain obvious," you joke, causing him to chuckle softly, bumping his shoulder with yours as you laugh too.
his attention suddenly shifts elsewhere, and you turn to see where he's facing — his eyes are on the jukebox behind you, tempting you both. it's almost inviting, even.
you watch curiously as he stands up and moves in front of it, scanning the various song options before he grins and selects one. the melody slowly drifts throughout the diner, and he turns to face you, wordlessly holding his hands out to you. "i know the perfect way to waste our time."
"we're lonely dancers, join me for the night,
we're lonely dancers baby, dance with me so we don't cry."
with a soft grin, you hold your hands in his, and you both sway gently to the beat as you make your way over to the dance floor. multiple people who hear the melody move to the floor and begin to dance with one another.
you can't believe how easily you feel into tune with him — his name was nick. he was unlike any other boy you've talked to in the past; gentle, caring, funny, and genuine. you loved how quick you molded together, almost like this dance was specifically made for the two of you.
"we're lonely dancers, there's no need to hide,
i know the answer baby, dance with me so we don't cry."
you both swayed along together, everyone else seemingly fading away as the only thing on your mind was moving your bodies in sync with each other. his blue eyes were entrancing, and you found yourself unable to look away on multiple occasions. his soft laughter resonated in your ears, a sound you could be content with hearing for the rest of your life.
unbeknownst to you, you'd also had an effect on him yourself — he fought the urge multiple times to force his eyes to stay on your brown eyes, instead of your plump, brown lips that looked so inviting. your dreads sat perfectly atop of your head, the blonde color looking good against your milk chocolate skin. he was flustered to have been lucky enough to meet a guy like you tonight, and he was hoping this wouldn't be the last night.
the people around you guys all blended into each other, and you couldn't stop smiling at the boy in front of you.
a snarky laugh sounds from behind nick, and you turn to see another brunette haired boy looking at the both of you, shaking his head. your eyes narrow at him, causing nick to furrow his own as he turns around.
you can visibly see his expression drop as he meets the guy's eyes — you assumed that was his heart-breaker, and you wished you could've beat his ass right then and there. how could he fumble someone like nick?
nick's seething, and you could hands become shaky as he looks at his ex, who shakes his head tauntingly at the two of you. you watch nick's lower lip tremble, and you could feel your blood boil at the idiot who broke his heart.
nick's about to walk over to him, but you gently pull him back, his chest flush against yours. "wait, stop. forget that guy."
"he don't know love," nick whispers against you, tears pooling at his eyes as he looks down, "i hope he dies."
"get back up," you whisper to nick, your hand still on his waist, pulling him closer to you. "we'll be alright." you lift his chin up, looking into his blue eyes, your eyes momentarily glancing down at his lips. "tonight you're mine."
his eyes trail down to your lips and without another word, he softly connects your lips — his are soft, and slightly chapped but you don't care. all you know is that this isn't the last time you want to feel his lips on your own. a spark rushes through the both of you, as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss some.
you both pull away after some time, quickly being brought back into reality that you were still in public. a small giggle escapes nick's lips as he looks at your flustered expression, your expression mirroring his as well.
still with your hand on his hip, the both of you continue to sway to the soft melody of the song, caught up in the presence of one another to care about your ex lovers.
by the time the song had ended, both of you are feeling in much better spirits, and new feelings seem to blossom instantly — you both got some food to eat, but much to your dismay nick's brother had arrived to pick him up. so instead of eating in, you both chow down on a churro as you wait for his brothers to pick him up.
the cool boston air whips past the both of you, creating a light atmosphere as you can't contain the constant conversation and giggles that flow from both of your lips within the ten minutes it takes for his brothers to arrive.
when the car pulls up, you pull nick back gently and he smiles at you. removing your dreads away from your eyes, you hold your phone up towards him, signaling for him to input his number into it.
"i had a lot of fun tonight," nick tells you cheekily, his cheeks dusted with a rosy tint as he smiles at you.
"maybe we should do this again sometime," you suggest with a grin, "us lonely dancers gotta stick together, right?"
"lonely dancers?" nick chuckles, tilting his head in mock disbelief, "is that what we're calling ourselves?"
"i think it's fitting, given the state of things," you shrug, your grin never leaving your features.
nick smiles and moves in to press a peck to your cheek, then ruffling your dreads adoringly. "i like it."
you watch as he waves you goodbye for the night, climbing into the backseat of his brother's car. you're grinning widely as you watch the car drive away, the effect of nick's lips on yours having a permanent effect on you, as it's all you can think about.
"we're lonely dancers, join me for the night,
we're lonely dancers baby, dance with me so we don't cry."
for my twin @thenickgirl 💓 ! & all my other nick nation angels! this was so cute & fun to write, and i hope you guys enjoyed reading it! 💌
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