"i want to kiss you." minho blurted out, his eyes still closed and his cheeks getting redder with each passing second.
"then just kiss me?"
-for the minsungers
+++ THIS IS VERY FAST PACED OK
dont expect much by chapt. 60 smh i lost the plot around...
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"back crooked, ankles twisted, gay panic."
"alright new kids come up here." the dance teacher now officially known as mr. jung motioned for felix and jisung to step up. "at the beginning of this class i had students come up here with their partners and do a freestyle."
"ohh." jisung nodded his head, knowing exactly where this conversation is going. "so we have to do a freestyle?" he furrowed his eyebrows, staring out to space.
"exactly! have you two ever worked together?"
"nah but we can sort of match up our moves. y'know like an input-output machine type stuff." felix tried to explain by mimicking the stuff they used to do whenever they video called on discord.
"i don't get it."
"let us just show you." jisung shrugged, watching mr. jung jog over to his laptop and play some beats.
time skip bc i suck ass at explaining dance
"minho, you're also a dance teacher what're your thoughts?" mr. jung turned towards a shocked minho.
"uh, that was uhm," minho stammered, already feeling his cheeks turning a bright red. "it shows their bond and trust in each other that's for sure," if he was being completely honest, he was purely focused on how jisung looked dancing. a mix of emotions that gave him butterflies. "i would let them in if i were you." he nodded at his own words and turned towards mr. jung.
"alright. you passed kids, welcome to mr. jungs very hopeful dance class." mr. jung gave felix and jisung two thumbs up. "you two can come back in a few days. by looking at your dance i can already tell that wore you two out. have a great night!"
"oh my god thank you." jisung smiled at mr. jung and dragged a tired ass felix out of the dance class. "we passed dude!" he started running out of excitement while still holding felix's wrist, dragging the poor aussie with him.
