#𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘; 𝗄𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇

O4

"

Tell me love, What is your plan to win shicheng's love, Can you do it?"

Kun gritted his teeth, "Don't call me love yo-!"

Kun gasped in shock when ten immediately lifted him off the ground by his waist, ten's hands gripping Kun's hips in a way that made Kun feel lightheaded and weightless. Kun struggled to find his thoughts after touching the polished floors once again, his face was surely flushed by now.

"You were saying?" Ten grinned,
effortlessly taking them back into a basic
waltz, Kun glared at him, his eyes piercing
up into ten's mischievous ones "Why should it matter to you? After this ball you will be rotting down in the forgotton floors of the royal dungeon. You will never have the privilege to see my future."

Ten simply hummed in response, gaze drifting elsewhere. Their conversation was over taken by music for a bit, til at some point Kun felt ten pull him in tighter. Looking back up to him in confusion. Kun could have sworn there was a glimmer of longing and regret traced along Ten's face.

"Humans like you will marry to a wealthy
man, rich with land and respect. I would
personally find it a waste for someone like
yourself to be straddled with such a dull,
unfulfilled life. Tied to a man who will see
you as nothing more then a symbol of status."

Kun scoffed, throwing off ten's
comment immediately. He is trying to get
under my skin again, making me lose my
focus.

But doesn't his words ring true?  The
whispers of kun's heart hissed, he is
not wrong and you know it.

Kun squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to shut out the voice, gripping Ten's shoulder as a flare of doubt came bubbling up to the surface. Kun snapped his head up to glare at ten, challenging him back with a bite in his tone.

"So what if I do love him? Do you really
believe you could be better for me?" Ten's demeanor inmmediately shifted, his mischievous eyes suddenly turning serious with a color of confidence kun had never seen before, kun was too frightened to look right away right then, the last notes of the piece ending as he spoke his last words of the dance.

"I know I can!"

-

"Holy shit. You can't dance.!"

"Oh, can't I ?" Ten tightened his grip on
Kun's waist and pulled him closer, enough to touch kun's nose with his.

"You should've told me you wanted to put on a show." "You don't have to be so rough," kun whispered, The music swelled and felt as if it could deafen you, Kun's face was cross and his eyebrows were knitted together, the desire to punch him square
on the face growing for every step.

"Your hand is supposed to stay on my waist."
"Sorry"
"No you're not."

Ten laughed through his gritted teeth,
eyes staring straight into kun's. "But can you keep up with those adorable little dancing shoes?"

"Try me."

Kun could feel the vibrations of the orchestra's music swimming in the air, attaching strings of gold onto his wrists and carrying him through the ballroom like a graceful doll, The other dancers began to clear, far too mesmerized by their synchronized movements to focus on their own, The crowd formed a circle and allowed them to take over.

Ten was light on his feet. Kun gave
him that.

"You could at least 'try' to pretend to resent this" ten chuckled, "Careful now. Don't stare too deep into my eyes, otherwise you might fall in love"

"You wish."
"You're rght." Ten spun kun around and had kun triping on his toes. Ten quickly caught kun in his arms before kun could fall to the ground.

"I wish."