This is set after the conversation Ryan and Mike have after their hug. Just a warning, this is the first time I've written a dancing scene, so please be nice.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from The Following
Mike was shocked, to say the least. Shocked that Ryan hugged him and touched him as much as he did. To be honest, he thought Ryan didn't care for him anymore. They had lost touch for so long. Deep down, Mike liked all the attention he was getting, but he didn't expect it to last.
That reality saddened Mike a little. He worked alongside Ryan for a long time. They shared a bond, even though Ryan claimed he didn't bond. Mike even developed feelings for Ryan, feelings he kept to himself. He knew Ryan was in love with Claire, but after her death he thought he had a chance. That proved to be wrong when Ryan lost touch with almost everyone around him.
Mike sat and looked at the floor. He had a feeling that this was the last conversation he would ever have with Ryan. Ryan seemed like wanted to move on, and Mike couldn't stop him.
"Why the long face?" Ryan asked.
"Just thinking, that's all."
"Thinking about what?"
"Parker," Mike lied.
He missed Parker, and that was the truth. The real reason for his sadness was how Ryan would never love him.
"I miss her, too. The three of us worked well together."
There was an awkward moment of silence between them. The radio began playing a new song. Ryan extended his hand to Mike.
"Come on, let's dance."
"What?" Mike asked, feeling confused.
"You heard me. I love this song."
Mike rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"It's just a dance, Mike. This song makes me think of you."
This was Mike's chance. He took Ryan's hand and followed to an available space. Ryan took one of Mike's hands and placed it on his shoulder. He kept hold of Mike's other hand. He then moved his free hand to Mike's waist.
"What's the name of this song?" Mike asked.
"Come Fly with Me by Frank Sinatra."
"I didn't picture you to be a Frank Sinatra kind of guy."
"Are you kidding me? Back when I was young I danced to this all the time."
Mike just smiled at Ryan. For once, he didn't know what to say. He was seeing a completely different side of Ryan.
"Have you been working out? You've got muscles," Ryan asked, winking at Mike.
"I have. It helps manage stress."
"And it makes you sexy."
Mike's cheeks turned bright red. He loved the compliment from Ryan, but he couldn't believe it.
"I'm sorry. Did I embarrass you?"
"No, not at all. I just…"
"Didn't expect to hear it?"
"Right."
"I'm a different person now. I give compliments every day."
"That's great, Ryan."
Ryan smiled. Mike blushed again. He just couldn't hide his feelings anymore.
"There's something I need to tell you."
"What's that?"
"I've liked you for a very long time."
"I know. You followed me around all the time when we worked on the case. You wanted me to bond with you."
"Not that kind of like. I mean, I actually like you."
Ryan threw his head back and laughed.
"Oh, Mikey, you are too funny."
Ryan took his hand off of Mike's waist.
Ryan raised his arm and Mike spun around underneath it.
"You have a hidden talent for dancing"
"I don't think so. I really can't dance."
"I'm being serious."
The song ended. Ryan still kept a tight grip on Mike's hand. Another song by Frank Sinatra played on the radio.
"I'm loving the Frank Sinatra tonight," Ryan said, smiling.
Mike had never seen Ryan smile like that before. He smiled back, squeezing Ryan's hand.
"What's the name of this song?"
"Sway. Another song that reminds me of you."
Ryan spun Mike around again. This time stopping him halfway through the turn. He stepped closer to Mike, making their bodies touch. He took Mike's other hand and began swaying.
People were staring at them, some with wide eyes. Some found it entertaining that two men were dancing together. Mike just closed his eyes and ignored their stares. He was happy. This is what he wanted all along.
Ryan planted kisses on Mike's neck. Mike felt his knees getting weak. There was sort of a softness about Ryan's lips. He imagined hard, cracked lips, but they were the complete opposite.
"Sway me smooth, sway me now," Ryan sang in Mike's ear.
When the song ended, Ryan turned Mike around. He ran his fingers through Mike's hair.
"I like you, too, Mikey. When I was away, I listened to 'Come Fly with Me' and 'Sway' all the time and missed you."
"I wish you would have called me."
"I wanted to, but I didn't know how you would react. And I wanted to give you some space. I'm sorry."
"It's ok. Let tonight be a clean slate for us."
"Fair deal. We'll fly away together and sway forever."
Ryan kept his hands on the back of Mike's head. He leaned in closer and kissed his lips. They could hear the gasps coming from everyone around them, but they didn't care. They were in their own world. It was their fresh start.
So, I have an idea for the next chapter. It's going to jump ahead, but I've got it all planned out. I will update soon!