[C] Mortal Kombat

Ti liked cute light films, too.

But he was a real sucker for darker movies. He enjoyed the twists and turns that made you think 'what the fuck'. They were amazing and he had to applaud the writers for creating such amazing pieces of work.

The boy stood up and headed to the large bookcase that housed a load of DVDs. In Alphabetical order, which was really helpful.

He smiled as he eased the DVD out of the case and padded towards the player to put it in.

Setting down his coffee as Ti began searching through the flim, he got up to turn the PS2 off. Carefully, of course. He did not want to damage the playstation or the game.

"We should have got some food."

He could not be bothered to get some now, though. Maybe later on in the film. He kind of fancies popcorn.

The boy gave a soft hum in response.

He didn't really think that was a good idea. Food and the shit in Black Swan weren't a good mix.

Ti returned to the couch and cuddled into it again as he sipped his coffee.

The adverts began to roll.

The boy gave a soft hum in response.

He didn't really think that was a good idea. Food and the shit in Black Swan weren't a good mix.

Ti returned to the couch and cuddled into it again as he sipped his coffee.

The adverts began to roll.

Amr had a strong stomach. He could sit through most things and still munch away at food.

Following suit, he also sat down into the leather couch. leaning into it, taking a sip of his own coffee. It had time to cool now, so it was easier to take a large gulp without burning the tip of his tongue.

"You like ballet then?"

He remembered the content on Ti's blog. Paired with this film, it was easy to make this assumption.

The boy nodded with a bright smile, his blue eyes lighting up.

"I adore ballet."

The boy lifted a hand from his mug and waved it to show his excitement on the topic. "I'm a danseur myself. Seeing movies about ballet is great. Especially movies dealing with getting into difficult roles like the swans."

His own lips twitched at the beaming smile the other gave him.

Ti had a lot of passion for it. The way he spoke about it and the excitement in his gestures was anything to go by. It was a mixture of adorable and inspiring.

Amr liked passionate people. Even if he knew fuck all about the subject. Like ballet.

"Really?"

He would not of put Ti as someone that danced at first. But now that he mentioned it, it was not too surprising.

The boy nodded again, his blond hair whipping around with the movement.

"I work with the theatre local to my old school in the area."

His hand moved in various gestures to represent school and theatre. In the short years that he'd been in Italy, he'd definitely picked up their expressive way of talking.

"I'm not a great danseur but I work so hard.I hope one day I can have a part in the annual huge piece."

He shifter a little on the couch so faced Ti.

"Oh?"

Amr nodded as Ti spoke, listening to him eagerly.

"I would like to see you dance, one day."

He pinked a little as the words fell out of his mouth. Was it a little odd to say that to someone he just met? Maybe.

The boy clammed up a little, his blue eyes flickering down shyly as his cheeks flushed pink.

Ti bit his lip, a little smile curling the corners despite his efforts to hide it.

"If I get into the annual production, I'll dance just for you," he promised, blue eyes turning up to gaze at the pierced man through his long lashes.

He wasn't confident enough to dance for someone if he didn't have something physical to back up his ability. If he had a spot in an annual production, that meant that he was good at what he did. That would give him the confidence to dance for someone one-on-one.

Amr's flush deepened, his stomach twisting.

He had to look away, diverting his eyesight to the TV.

"Thanks."

He felt honoured, along with being horribly embarrassed. It was not everyday someone states that will dance for you. Someone who was absolutely adorable as well.

"I'll try and get good seats then."

The boy almost melted into the couch, hiding behind his flowery mug.

Despite offering to dance for the man, he was a little embarrassed.

What if he fell flat on his face? Or messed something up.

Maybe offering to dance was a bad idea...?

The boy's attention turned to the TV screen, pushing his full attention on watching the movie.

He tried to watched the film, but all his concentration kept going back to Ti.

Ti probably just meant it off handedly. So he should really not get so worked up over it. Most friends want to support their other friends.

The couch groaned slightly as he sunk lower into it, cupping his coffee cup.

It was a little dump really. He should not be so interested in someone he just met. Trying to tell himself it was just a twenty-four hour thing. The last one was.

The boy relaxed as he settled in against the couch and began watching the movie.

It was such a good movie. He loved it.

About half way through the movie, Ti shuffled a little, his side pressing against Amr's. He leaned against him slightly.

His eyes didn't dare flicker up to see the man's reaction.

Amr himself was just sort of getting into the film. He only just started paying attention a number of minutes in, so it was difficult getting into it. Especially since Ti was still on his ming.

He was now pressed ever so slightly against him.

Biting his lip, he glanced down at the boy. He was paying attention to the film, unlike himself.

He turned back to the TV, trying to give it at least sixty percent of his attention.

The boy chewed idly at his lip, clasping his now empty mug idly as he watched the movie.

Black Swan was the sort of movie that Ti could just sit and watch no matter what was going through his mind. He loved it so much.

Ti nuzzled a little closer to Amr.

The man was warm.

Feeling the shorter boy nuzzle closer, he swore his arm had a mind of his own. He lifted it round and rested it behind Ti.

If anyone asked, he was stretching.

Really, he want the boy a little closer.

Finishing off his coffee, and noticing Ti's own empty mug, he had half the mind to go and get another coffee - especially since he is not paying much attention to the film.

Though, he felt too comfy - as embarrassed as he was.

When Amr's arm moved, Ti did so too.

He ended up curled up in the crook of the man's body and arm, head resting lightly on his shoulder.

Ti was seeking out heat and the man was lovely and warm.

He continued to hold his mug, fingernail scraping gently over one of the chips in the mug.

His hand rested on Ti's shoulder, heart was thudding in his rib cage. He attempted to will it to slow down.

"So, you do stuff like that then?"

He asked, indicating towards the film.

It was pretty impressive watching them dance on screen. He bet they would be twice as impressive watching them in real life.

He did hope he could see Tibor on stage someday, dancing.

"I try."

Tibor had had more practise than most of the people on screen. Technically, if it came down to basic training in ballet, Ti would probably be better. These dancers had been taught a specific move set for the sheer purpose of dancing in the film. Ti had knowledge of a huge variety of moves some of these dancers probably hadn't even heard of.

"It's impressive."

Even if he knew fuck all about it, he could tell from watching it that he could not do that. No way in hell. He did not have the patience to be able to look graceful like that, or the motivation to train. All that energy went into video games.

"It's a lot of hard work, but it's fun."

Ballet was difficult but wonderful. He adored doing it. Even on those days that he woke up with a body like lead and could barely move. It was so fulfilling when he got his praise. The pain was worth it for the praise he did feel.

The boy gave a bright smile as he leaned over to set his mug down on the floor.

He hummed, attention turning back to the film.

The close proximity of the other felt more natural now. Probably because they were talking, put his mind off the head on his shoulder, their sides pressed together and his hand oh the other boys shoulder.

He looked at the coffee on the floor, contemplating whether to suggest getting another coffee again. But sitting like this was comfy, especially now that he heart was thudding at an average pace.

Contemplating, he decided on Ti's opinion.

"Do you want to get another?"

Hmmm... To get another coffee or not...?

"Maybe in a bit," the boy murmured after a long moment of thought, stretching out a little and nuzzling closer to the desert Elf.

He was comfortable right now.

They could go get a coffee in a bit.

Amr was just getting relaxed and then Ti had to nuzzle him like then didn't he?

He cleared his throat.

"Sure."