Disconnected from the world again

Fane finished off his shift working as bar security when he spotted a familiar face at the bar. He tugged on his leather jacket and slid the black glove over his left hand before heading out and taking a seat next to Dominic. “You’re telling me, pal,” Fane said, glancing at the man and signalling for the same drink. “Bar security ain’t my finest gig, but sometimes, a man’s gotta pay the bills somehow.”

Dom rolled his eyes before looking at the other, noticing it was Fane. He should’ve known. He was still trying to make up for one of the instances in the past where he lured trouble to them and they barely made it out alive. He shook his head and took a deep breath. “Eh, whatever does the job, right?” He took a hold of the glass in front of him and took a drink from it. For Dom to avoid the topic that invaded his head, it killed him, especially since he still felt bad about what he did. Was this the time he needed to apologize for it? Just because Fane was there, it didn’t mean he needed to say anything about what happened. “Eh, better than dealing with sketchy people who don’t know how to solve their own problems themselves,” he shrugged his shoulders.

Nova felt her stomach flip at the males words. Her hands resting in her bare thighs. The way the male spoke and looked at her drove Nova insane making her wish she could reach out and touch him. “I’d rather be in danger because if you over worrying about you.” She said in an almost soft voice. She knew what he did, and it may be a risk but she’d rather take the risk and have tabs on him over having no idea where he was or what he was doing. “I enjoy you only sometimes.” She teased “I do like surprises” she said with a nod. Nova felt the male move closer to her and felt her stomach tighten, her breathing almost stopping for a mere second “I just finished eating and started a movie. You hungry?” She questioned

The thoughts ran through Dom’s head, and he wanted to hold her, but he held back everything he could. He didn’t like the feeling of lying to himself about his feelings for Nova, and the ones he had for many years. He looked back to her almost feeling the urge of tears bubbling behind his eyes. Of all things, he never wanted to put her in danger. He shook his head slowly at her. “I wouldn’t want you in any danger, especially because of me.” With everything that happened in his past, he didn’t want to lose someone who was the closest to him.  He blinked his eyes a few times before looking to her again. “You enjoy me sometimes?” He questioned with a smirk. “I’d like to surprise you more and allow you to have me whenever,” he didn’t realize what he said until it escaped his lips. He didn’t take it back though. When she offered food, he shook his head. “I’m all set, had a quick lunch before leaving for here. Mind if I stick around with ya for it?” He put his arm around her shoulders.

“Nothing I was just confirming” she shrugged as she fling her legs up in the couch “Who needs em?”she said with a smirk in her lips. Tugging her lip inbetween her teeth Nova looked over the male taking him in. Not even realizing what she was doing her eyes wondered the male. She knew she couldn’t look at the male that way he was her friend that’s all he was right? Her friend. She wanted more but he couldn’t know that. She hated when he disappeared for a while it always worried her the fear of him either not coming back or coming back in pieces. She couldn’t handle that. “I just worry about you” - “Honestly I’m never surprised when you show up”

“Westbrook” she repeated with a nod as she locked her doors back up “Better late than never” she teased as she sat down on the couch “Thanks pants are overrated, you know?”. Looking up at the male she raised her brows at him “Maybe? “ she shrugged. She had missed the male he meant a lot to her. When they went a long period of time she genuinely missed him “You’re like Batman and just disappear sometimes” she snickered

Nova was laid sprawled out on the floor of her living room, dressed in a ripped up shirt. When at home Nova often didn’t have many clothes on, well she didn’t have many clothes on at work either. The room was lit with the pale light of her TV as a movie played. When she heard the knock at her door her head shot up. No one came to see her. Hearing the voice Nova got off the floor. Unlocking the door she poked her head out “I don’t want what your selling” she said with furrowed brows. Stepping aside she opened the door for the other. “Where’ve you been?”

Dominic gulped before the door opened and once he saw her face a smile began to form across his face. “Um, just got back from Westbrook,” he shrugged his shoulders before taking a few steps inside. “Did I take too long to get here?” He chuckled back. “Eh, nice shirt,” he looked at her and back to the place before taking off his shoes and plopping his helmet on top. “Were you expecting me sooner?” He asked out of pure honesty.

Dominic didn’t really trust this feeling in his gut. He was already having an awful day, he lost the guy who he was trying to kill, and he could feel himself already getting mad at himself for things totally out of his control. He felt a cool breeze pass him without knowing what the hell it was. It already annoyed him. He growled at the air before noticing the first person in his sights. He couldn’t name them, he didn’t know them. He wanted nothing more than to punch the air. “What the fuck? Why did you fucking cross my path!” He shouted.

It wasn’t odd for Dominic to think of finding his friend Nova. Sure, it’s probably been a week or so since he last hung out with her, but she had some kind of spell over him. It was like the world would stop spinning and time stopped when he was with her. He could only think of how happy she really made him unlike others. He pushed away his feelings so deep and so far away, but it was hard for him to truly ignore them when he wasn’t around her. As he drove up to her place, he parked his motorcycle with a deep breath before removing his helmet and propping it under his arm before he walked up to her door. He paused for a second before knocking. “Nove, it’s me, open up!”

…// (Dominic ‘Dom’ Victor, Cismale) has entered Night City. He is 27 and looks a lot like Colby Lopez. You can usually find him working as a Merc in Pacifica. Some would describe him as (Resourceful and Independent) as well as (Vain and Greedy). His aesthetic is often described as (Rain falling down on pavement, dark alley ways with high walls at the end, motorcycles blazing on highways, neon lights reflecting in sunglasses, sharp knives) and he’s known as the Kingslayer. (leigh, 24, she/her, est) \… tw: gang violence mention, death, alcohol