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Getting You Back
Falco smiled as Katt dragged him along by the hand. Katt was legitimately smiling for the first time in a long time. And she was holding his hand. Finally they reached the tables and she shoved him into a chair, crossing her arms.
"Stay here and don't drink anything," Katt said before disappearing into the crowd.
Falco blinked, confused and considering chasing her. After a moment, his phone buzzed. He checked it and saw it was a message from Katt. He opened it.
"Sorry. Should have explained. Going to get drinks. Be right back."
He responded with an "Ok" and waited. After a couple of minutes, the music changed to a slow song and the crowd began to pair off, thinning as a result. He stood, scanning it for any sign of Katt returning. Instead, what he saw was Katt slow dancing with a tomcat wearing a pressed white suit. Falco growled in rage, carefully winding his way through the crowd, reaching them and tapping him on the shoulder, Katt's eyes widening in surprise.
"Do you mind?" he asked. "I'm trying to dance."
"Would you mind if I cut in?" Falco asked.
"Actually I would," the tomcat said.
"Alright, let me rephrase," Falco said, leaning in so he could talk quieter and not be overheard by the couples around them. "My name is Falco Lombardi. I'm a mercenary from Star Fox, and if you don't get the fuck out of here, I'm going to turn your pretty white suit red."
The tomcat stared at him, wide-eyed, then turned, fleeing through the crowd as Falco turned to Katt, setting his hands on her waist as her hands rested on his shoulders, claws digging into his skin as she glared at him.
"I told you to wait at the tables," Katt said.
"You also said that you were getting drinks," Falco said, keeping his face straight despite the pain in his shoulders. "You lied, Katt. I would have thought you learned your lesson after the last party."
"Why should it matter?" Katt asked. "You made it pretty clear that you didn't want to be with me anymore."
"Katt, I'm sorry," Falco said. "I've apologized a million times. I know that I'll never be able to make what I said okay, but I'm trying. I had hoped to be able to spend time with you at this party and try to win you back."
"Isn't it funny how you only ever want me when I don't want you?" Katt said, digging her claws deeper, probably drawing blood by now.
"I've always wanted you, Katt," Falco said. "But after the last party, I was hurting. I hadn't let my pain out in a screaming match like Fox did. I just drank until the hurting stopped. Then I woke up to even more pain and you trying to tell me that you loved me. After what I saw, how would you have expected me to react?"
Katt's claws retracted and she stared at the ground.
"I didn't love you any less for it," Falco said. "I was just afraid of being hurt again so soon after being crushed and then dying. And because of that, I hurt you. And I've spent every day since praying that I get the chance to make it up to you."
Katt stared at their feet as the song slowly ended and a faster one began to play. Falco took her hand and pulled lightly, Katt following. He led her up the stairs and to a balcony in the back of the building. Once outside in the cool air, he turned toward her, taking both of her hands, Katt staring at him, face set into an emotionless scowl.
"Katt, I'm so sorry for everything I've done to you. I'm so sorry for pushing you away, both times. Please, give me one more chance," Falco said.
"Fine," Katt huffed. "You can start by buying me a drink."
"Thank you Katt," Falco smiled.
She rolled her eyes just as a cab took off, moving way too fast.
"Someone's in a hurry to get laid," Katt snorted, Falco chuckling and nodding.
They made their way back down to the bar and sat down, the alligator working the bar turning to them.
"I'll take a bottle of water, and I'm paying for whatever she's having," Falco said.
"Tequila," Katt said. "Just the bottle will be fine."
Falco glanced at her but didn't say anything. A moment later, both of their bottles were sitting in front of them. Falco took a sip of his water and Katt took about two shots worth of hers. She grimaced but set the bottle down, smiling as another slow song came on.
"Come on," she said. "You wanted to dance with me, right?"
He nodded, walking to the dance floor with her and turning to her, the pair beginning to sway together. After a moment, Katt rested her head on his chest, her arms wrapping around his neck, his own moving to the small of her back. She smiled as they stayed there.
"Nervous?" Katt asked, grinning as she heard his heart rate slowly climbing.
"Excited, more than anything," Falco said. "But also nervous. I don't want to mess up again."
"If you don't stop thinking about it, you will," Katt said. "Relax. You're here with me now, so just try and enjoy yourself."
Falco smiled and nodded as the song began to heat up. They began to dance to it, and then continued to dance through the next few, Falco miraculously finding himself, not only doing fairly well, but also enjoying himself. Finally, Katt led him back to the bar, taking another unhealthy drink from her bottle as Falco drank his water thirstily. Finally, Katt turned to him, yawning.
"I think we should call it a night," Falco said, Katt smiling and nodding.
Both were quiet on the way home, and once they arrived, Falco stepped out, holding the door open and extending a hand, Katt smirking and accepting it, standing. Falco closed the door and payed the cab driver then followed Katt inside and to the elevator.
"We forgot to let Fox and Krystal know we were leaving," Falco said.
"They probably decided to leave early," Katt said. "Krystal wanted to use tonight to try and get back with Fox."
"Heh, in that case they're probably doing it right now," Falco chuckled.
They reached the top of the stairs and walked to Katt's room, Katt opening the door and peeking in, grinning when she didn't see Krystal. She turned back to Falco.
"I...uh...I'm glad...um..." Falco struggled to find the right words and Katt rolled her eyes.
She grabbed him, dragging him into her room and into a kiss, Falco staring in shock for a moment before kicking the door closed, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her back. She jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist and he walked forward, laying her on the bed, feeling her starting to gyrate her hips against his as their tongues met. However, that was also about when the smell of alcohol began to make him thirsty and he pulled back, grabbing her by the hips and stopping her from moving, Katt looking up at him in confusion as he stepped back, turning away and leaning against the wall, struggling to slow his breathing.
"What's wrong?" Katt asked. "I thought you wanted to be with me."
"I do," Falco said, voice a lot more hoarse than he expected. He cleared his throat. "I do. I want to be with you more than anything."
"Then what's the problem?" Katt asked.
"Katt, you're drunk," Falco said, turning to her.
"I am not!" Katt said. "I'm perfectly sober."
"Oh really?" Falco asked.
"Yeah, really!" Katt said, hands on her hips.
Falco shrugged, reaching up to his ear. "Hey ROB, what's Katt's BA-"
"Okay okay! I'm drunk! Happy?" Katt glared daggers at him.
"No," Falco said. "And yes. Katt, I'm ecstatic that you want to. Really I am. And I want to too."
"Then what's the problem?" Katt demanded.
"I don't want our first time to be because you're drunk!" Falco said, blushing slightly, but not as much as Katt. "I want to be with you because you want to be with me. Not because you're drunk and horny, and I happen to be around."
Katt stared at him before nodding, smiling. "Thank you."
"For what?" Falco asked.
"For being a decent guy," Katt said, beckoning him back to the bed, then reaching up and kissing him lightly. "If Krystal's not here, she's with Fox. So for tonight, you're staying with me. Deadbolt the door. I promise I'll behave myself."
Falco sighed and smiled, kissing her on the forehead before walking to the door, locking it and walking back to the bed, climbing in beside Katt, keeping the sheet between them. Katt smiled, wrapping her arms around him, Falco holding her against him, both drifting off quickly.
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