I’M NOT SORRY I MET YOU... || NICO + ROSA
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Rosa chewed on her lip as she watched Nico, feeling completely out of place. She used to love his shows - she felt pumped, wired. Now she felt like she shouldn’t have come. In hindsight, she probably shouldn’t have. Popping up at your exes show and listening to him sing a bunch of songs about you was…interesting, to say the least. Especially given that she’d just been on a good date - a great date - and now here she was…back pedaling, or something. It wasn’t like that - she wasn’t here to ask him to take her back or anything. She couldn’t really explain it, he’d just been on her mind the past few days.
Rosa was ready to walk away and go home when Nico hopped off the stage, and Rosa realized that maybe he was actually going to talk to her. “you know it!” Rosa grinned mischievously before immediately making her way towards the bar and taking a seat. Rosa ordered her drink - a basic bitch vodka soda - and then turned to her ex, “I’m sorry for showing up like this. I really did just miss you. Do you ever miss me?”
This wasn’t how Nico expected his night to go. He figured he’d grab the free drinks the bar owner offered as payment, and then stumble back to his place, with Cass in tow if he was lucky! Still, he couldn’t deny his soft spot for Rosa. From the beginning he knew they were a mismatched pair, and maybe it was his stubborn streak, or his optimistic nature, but he never cared. That being said, it didn’t take long for him to learn he didn’t fit in her world. It was something he was still coming to terms with.
Nico took a sip from his beer thankful for the pause before answering her question. After the breakup he missed her all the time. He thought about her so much, it felt like he saw her everywhere. He still had moments where the pain felt raw, and he wished he could lie through his teeth, but the truth was he did still miss her. It wasn’t as heavy anymore, but it was still something he carried around with him.
He looked at her from the corner of his eye as he picked at the label on the bottle, “Some days more than others,” he admitted with a crooked smirk. Nico turned his stool to face her, “Honestly I didn’t think I’d ever see you at one of our shows again. Ya know you don’t gotta come out to shitty dive bars if you want to see me. You got my number.”














