Louis put his gloves in the bag, drenched in sweat, and sat down as he started to take off the boxing bandages.'Great work today kiddo!'
'Thanks Paul, although I'm half dead now!'
The kickboxing teacher burst into laughter, that boy was promising.
The seventeen year old boy rushed his way to the showers, passing by the ballet class, and couldn't help but stare through the glass.
He was there, first row, his wet curls smashed into his forehead. All of his body was flexed, in a graceful but powerful way, like a greek god... a green flash interrupted Louis' train of thought. A pair of emerald eyes were staring back at him through the mirror in the class.
Louis' cheeks and ears were suddenly burning and he sprinted towards the locker room almost tripping over a bunch of 5 year olds covered in pink and wearing cute little tutus.
He arrived shortly at his destination, stripping down quickly and getting under the hot water stream.
All of Louis' body hurt, small needles already shooting through his muscles. He let the water wash away the training session, that was insanely intense today. And at the same time he tried to get that thought out of his head. That lad... Louis had never seen him before, and this was a small town so, he was intrigued to say the least. His moves... he had watched some ballet lessons and recitals, well, a LOT of recitals from his sisters at this point. But that boy, he was something else, the way his body...
'Thinking of joining ballet?'
What? It couldn’t be. THE boy, just in front of him, naked.
'Maybe...' He managed to mumble out, and it was definitely worth it. Because the lad's green eyes widened in shock, his mouth opened slightly.
'I expected any kind of douche answer, but not that one...'
'Well if you must know, all my sisters have done classes at some point, they have tried to make me dance for years... they have succeeded sometimes, but always in private.'
'It must be quite the show, you certainly have the body for it.'
What? Was that a smirk? This conversation wasn’t helping with Louis' thoughts, and he was naked, in the shower, with a beautiful ballet boy. Finally his common sense kicks in and he grabs the towel and wraps it loosely around his hips.
'I’ve never seen you here before?' Louis asks, trying to shift whatever that was from wherever it was going.
'I’ve never seen you either.'
Without another word, he turns his broad back to him, getting under the water, smoke coming out of it.
'Careful or you’ll burn.' Louis lets out without even thinking.
'Don’t worry darling, maybe I want to.'
Louis gets dressed as fast as he can, feeling his heartbeat pounding in his chest. He is greeted by a frown faced Lottie at the entrance, still in her tight bun and pink leotard.
'What took you so long?'
'Sorry sis.' Only if she knew.
They start walking home, Lottie ranting about how the teacher was so harsh today, then complaning about all the summer homework she still had to do while sporting puppy eyes so Louis would help her later. He's listening to something that Romina did with someone’s boyfriend when they reach the front door.
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FanfictionThe boy rushed his way to the showers, passing by the ballet class, and couldn't help but stare through the glass. He was there, first row, his wet curls smashed into his forehead. All of his body was flexed, in a graceful but powerful way, like a g...