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Dance ✮JuicyxEddie✮

I'm back with a new one-shot you whores.

Gaege's POV

I was running through the city, my backpack hanging off one shoulder.

Never have I been this late to dance practice. The worst part is, we have a new dance instructor, and I've already made a bad impression.

People scowled at me as I pushed through, causing me to apologize quickly.

"Sorry! Excuse me!" I speeded past the vast crowds.

The dance studio wasn't that far from the place I worked, but that only made it more embarrassing.

Rushing through the foggy glass doors, everyone turned my way.

To my surprise, the dance instructor smiled.

"You must be.. Gaege, right?"

Letting my backpack slip off my shoulder, I nodded.

"Wonderful, you can go change. Once you get back, we can continue."

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My outfit consisted of black leggings, and a tight, white tanktop.

Why did I feel embarrassed?

I've been wearing this outfit since I was a freshman.

After taking my glasses of, and setting them on the bench, I came out.

There were a few other guys here, holding the waists of pretty girls.

My interest in the women here isn't high, but I have to dance with a woman for the upcoming show.

Laying a hand on her waist, she smiled.

She knew I was gay, and we are actual good friends.

"Since Gaege came a little late, we can start from the top." The man smiled.

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His dark brown eyes, and his amazing smile made me almost forget to spin.

I learned his name is Eddie.. am I blushing?

Shaking my head, I tuned back into what we were doing.

Emelia, the girl I was partnered with, gave me a cheeky smirk.

"Don't, okay." I let out a whisper laugh.

Then we all stopped, waiting for our next instructions.

Eddie looked around the room, his gaze landing on mine.

"Gaege, could you please come up and help demonstrate our next move?" His hand reached out for me, making me gulp.

"O..Okay-" I walked up, standing beside him.

Emelia was fangirling silently, making me regret this already.

Feeling the taller mans hand on my torso, I shot my head to look at him.

He wasn't paying attention though, talking to the others.

"Gaege will be demonstrating a move that will be important for the show you all hopefully have been training for." His hand lowered to my waist.

"Pirouette!" I balanced on one foot, Eddie letting go to watch.

I spun, my body weight being supported by my toes.

Once I stopped, I gently put both of my feet back onto the ground, letting out a deep breath.

"Amazing! Now, all of you repeat!" He exclaimed in a commanding tone.

Emelia giggled, resting a supportive hand on my shoulder.

"You did great, stop worrying." She whispered.

"I feel embarrassed about my feeling for him.."

Then she gave me scoff, rolling her eyes. "Look at him, I can't blame you!"

Eddie must have heard us whispering, because he walked over.

His face was so close to mine, I could practically smell what toothpaste he uses.

"Would you too like to join the class, or keep chatting it up?" His hand rested on my shoulder, menacingly.

Shaking my head violently, he smiled. "Good, now Come. We're going to show off our progress."

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Once he got us all in a line, we one by one showed off our spins.

Me of course, I didn't have to. He already saw mine.

From the corner of my eye, I swear I saw Eddie wink at me.

I must be hallucinating though, because why would he be flirting with me out of all of these people.

When I turned around, he smiled at me, not paying attention to their spins.

"Uh.. can I get some water?" I shivered, raising my hand.

"Be quick." The moment he said that, I rushed to the locker rooms.

My heart was racing, so I decided to actually get a drink from my water bottle.

Hearing footsteps, I saw a rather tall shadow.

Why was I so scared, he's not going to murder me-

"You okay.. I saw you run off in a hurry." His smile turned into concern.

Gulping down some water, I caught my breath. "I was just.. uhm.. uh.."

I stuttered. He sighed. "Do I scare you? If so, I apologize."

(Eddie is about 20 or so, Gaege being 18)

"No, you don't scare me at all! I swear.. I'm just-"

Him finishing my sentence, I flushed red. "You're flustered?"

Closing my eyes, the sound of footsteps got closer. Then I felt a finger under my chin.

Eddie's lips were so close to mine, but he stopped.

"Sadly, I've got to get back to the class. Splash your face with some water if you don't want a pink face."

Leaving me alone with my thoughts, I hit the bench in frustration.

How does he know exactly what to do to make me so.. vulnerable.

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Finally, to my relief, the class was over.

Emelia turned to Eddie, then back at me, giving me a wink.

Then she left the building, making me the last one to pack up their things.

"Sorry for earlier.." He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

I turned around. "You're sorry for hitting on me?"

Chuckling, I continued. "I'm gay Eddie."

With a grin, he leaned against the wall, a giant mirror behind him.

"No duh you're gay, I just feel an asshole for coming onto you."

After zipping my backpack up with all of my things, I went to hug Eddie, his arms wrapped around me in a tight embrace.

"You're not an ass-" his lips met mine, my eyes immediately closing.

Just like earlier, my cheeks turned a rosy red.

"You're not an asshole, you're just horny."