Slushi (Chikn) Oneshots

A drive for dance. (part 2)

Slushi slowly buttoned up her white peasant blouse. Her perfect body reflected on the clear mirror, perched in front of her.

She wouldn't usually wear a blouse alongside bell-bottom pants, but the small competition (she wanted to take part in) had requested a 70s theme.

Slushi tilted up her head till she locked with the green eyes of her own; she gave a sort of awkward smile at herself.

Looking herself down, in slight confusion. Slushi wasn't yet used to the way she wore this particular attire it looked kinda alien.
Yet she hoped it would grow on her with time.

"OK," she said

Taking a couple of steps back till she reached the center of the large wooden floor.

For a little time, music had been beaming throughout the room.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
Although she had to practice the movements perilously, those times had been without the period of relevant attire.

So more work was required before she was complete accustom to the dance.

She opened her eyes, staring at her teal phone, waiting patiently for the music to catch the beat.

Not 5 seconds later, it was her cue to start.
Slushi took the stage, and jolts of electric beats helped her fall into the rhythm.

It was as if she was born to dance. Her hands took life on their own, teaming with the rest of her body, in an unstoppable force.

For the setting of the 70s, Slushi had decided to go with Waacking for her dancing style due to being fond of its origin.

dream of upbeat dancing, the sound of a swinging door broke her from paradise.

"Hey, save it for the competition." (Y/n) winked. They wore a warm smile at the sight of the hyper fox.

"By the way, I love the outfit, very fancy."
(Y/n) giggled softly while moving closer to the said fox in question.

Slushi blushed slightly at the compliment.
The two shared a kiss before departing.

(Y/n) was in their work clothes, slightly crested white shirt, dark blue jeans, and a brown leather jacket.

"So how was work?" Sluhsi asked curiously.

"Worse than what you're doing, it looks like you are having a blast." You replied. "I did close a new case. You're just lucky you can choose when to do your job.

Slushi glanced over towards her deserted laptop, knowing the towering workload wasn't healthy to leave unattended much longer.

"Well, I just want to win this little bet we share," Slushi stated in a soft voice.

She moved closer again to reach for another kiss before returning to her phone, silencing the protruding music.

"The competition is tomorrow, I'm gonna make sure with every little bone in my body, I beat you." Slushi exclaimed with a sly smile plastered on her face.

"Right, sure." You replied abit too confident in a slow but playful voice. Returning the wink.

You began to step towards the bedroom before speaking again.
"But for now, I'm very tired, so I'm getting out of these clothes and getting some sleep.

Slushi waited as (Y/n) left towards the bedroom in question, waving at her as they left.

She turns back to the mirror, staring at the reflection. 'You can do this, show (y/n) who is the better dancer,' She thought, smiling slyly.