Twice the trouble, twice the headache [Nikon]

Milos pulled the hood of his maroon sweater over his head as the rain poured down the cobbled streets of Dottrar Vik. The port town was a nostalgic place for the newly graduated adult, with all it's sounds, smells and sights. He could feel a tug at his heart as he looked to where the school was. It seemed so long ago that he'd walked those halls with his friends, played Quidditch with Kalevi and the team, and confessed his love for a certain auburn-headed boy. That last thought also had him wondering how his younger friends were doing. Were they doing well in school? Would they get good marks on their exams? Did they even miss him or remember who he was? These thoughts swirled around his head as he wandered half-aimlessly around the town, looking at the shop windows and peering into various shops to see whom he could run into.

It wasn't likely he would meet up with anyone though, he hadn't even owled anyone that he was coming. He did sort of want to talk to Aleksei though, because the younger boy shared his fascination of Dragons, and Milos wanted to share his experiences so far. There was a lot to share actually, the sanctuary was fairly lively and they ramped up the amount of dragons they were taking in, so inevitably he got pulled into harrier and harrier situations. The experience so far was exciting, far more than he'd initially thought. He thanked Merlin that Mihaela was there most of the time though. That and he and Edyta were thinking about rooming together, which would lower their expenses, because neither of them made too much, at least not for a while.

As he ruminated he narrowly avoided colliding with a slender, yet toned boy with blonde tips. He had a face that made Milos' brain whir and stutter as if trying to place whom he was. Then it clicked, this must be Aleksei! He'd tapped the boy on the shoulder from behind, "Hey Alek! You doing alright? How are classes? Are you eating enough?" He started, unleashing a torrent of questions for the first face of the day he thought he recognized. Perhaps that was the daddy dragon inside of him wanting to know that they were okay, or that he craved human contact that weren't scaled or much older than him. "You want to sit at that pub there and talk a bit?"

@Nikon Zima

Dottrar Vik was an interesting town, really. He liked the lure of sirens, the very concept of them. He liked the artsy-bohemian aspect of the little kiosks and shops. He liked being there. Unfortunately for Nikon, he was lonely. His attempt at making Rodion jealous with Polina had all but backfired, as the boy didn’t seem to react much at all to it, and now it was over. He missed her, a bit. Missed the kissing most of all, but he wouldn’t ever tell her that. He was lonely, missing human contact.  
 
He was back to school from spring break, and feeling all the more nervous about his upcoming senior debut. He had seen the opening ceremonies of the seniors over spring break, and the competition looked fierce. He was a good flyer and a hard worker, but even his cockiness wavered sometimes when he took a moment to think about the reality of it all. 
 
He had been bothering Rodya this morning, picking at him a bit, but they had stopped talking due to Nikon being an annoying brat, so now he was walking along Dottrar Vik alone. He was stopped when he heard his brother’s name being called. 
 
Aleksei and Nikon looked nothing alike, despite being identical twins. They dressed differently, wore their hair differently. Nikon had piercings and tattoos where Aleksei was more straight-laced, so when he realized he was being confused for his brother, he felt a little tingle in his chest. This was fun. He hadn’t been able to do the ol’ parent trap thing since he was a young boy. 
 
“Uh, hey?” He greeted. He recognized Milos, of course. He had always had a liking for the other man, thought he was cute. This might be fun. “Hey, yeah, sure.” He greeted. “You buying?” He teased.