Val pulled up to the venue and we all got out of the car. Thanks again for the ride, man. Derek said grabbing his bag and closing the door. Anytime. Val said walking over to me. Got everything? he asked. I nodded. Come on. he said leading me into the venue. Val, nice to see you. the bouncer said. Val nodded at me and he turned his attention to me. You are? he asked. Jamaica, photographer of James. I said holding up my backstage pass. He nodded. You're clear, have fun tonight. he said. I smiled and followed Val to the backstage area. We were greeted by dancers and camera crews along the way. Finally, we arrived at a door that had the name Valentin Chmierkowskyi printed on it. Val opened it and set his bag down. Home sweet home. he said plopping down on the couch in the center of the room. I laughed. Tired? I asked. You know, I really could use a massage..he said with his voice trailing off. I sighed. You really are a piece of work. I said. Pleaseeee? he asked with puppy dog eyes. I sighed. Fine, got any lotion? I asked. He pointed to his bag. I walked over to it and found the lotion. I walked over to Val and he was still laying on his back. Roll over. I said amused. Fine. he said. I laughed and sat down on his back. I applied the lotion and rubbed it around on his back. I started to massage his back and he felt tense in a few places, so I started to massage a little harder. You know...you're really good at this. Val said. My dad used to be a massage therapist, he taught me everything I know. I said proudly. Well, he did a fantastic job. Val said rolling over so I was now seated on his chest. I applied the lotion to his chest started to massage there. Val eyes were locked on me. I looked up at him. What? I asked. You're beautiful. he said. I laughed. You're a charmer, Valentin. I said as I was about to get up. He put his hands on my waist and I was locked in place. I mean it. he said. He moved a strand of hair from my face and kept his hand there. His eyes never left mine. I was breathless. We just stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Val pulled his hand away from my cheek. I felt the tingles his hand left behind. Sorry. he said. I got off of him and sat on the chair next to the couch. So, are you nervous for tonight? I asked. Val shrugged. It's the first show of the tour, I always get a little nervous but I've been dancing practically my whole life, I think I'll be fine. he said as there was a knock on the door. Come in! Val said. The door opened to reveal one of the stage hands. Val, a word please? he asked. Val nodded and stood up from his place on the couch. Excuse me a minute. Val said as he walked out closing the door behind him.

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The One They Call..Val (Dancing With The Stars)
FanfictionWhen Jamaica got sent on a photography assignment to cover the #DWTS show taking place in her town, she never expected she would gain friendships and even fall in love with one of the pro dancers. Val is the man of her dreams; smart, funny, kind, fa...