DWTS Prompts and Imagines

Imagine: Val - My Hero

A/N: Hello everybody! I'm sorry it's been so long. I kind of lost interest in DWTS over the summer and spent my time writing for other fandoms again, but DWTS is coming back soon and I am SO hyped!! Requests are still open, though since I'm in school right now, I'm not sure how long it will take me to get them filled. Probably not too long. Anyways, this is a request from sammi_Boo_x. I'm sorry you had to wait so long, I hope you like it!!

Let production handle it. That was your mantra right now. You told production, and now it was their business.

This wasn't the first time that you had a partner that you didn't like. You once had a partner who was so annoying and so difficult to work with, you couldn't help but be glad when you were eliminated. But this...this was different. Before, you didn't like your partner because he had a terrible personality. You didn't like your current partner's personality, either, but that wasn't the main issue. The main issue were his hands.

Dancing was a very physical sport - that much was true. The first time your partner had brushed his hand across your bottom, you thought nothing of it. Accidental butt-touches happened all the time. They were embarrassing, and you thought you were doing your partner a favor by not bringing it up. But then it kept happening, and sometimes his hands wouldn't be in the right place while you were dancing, no matter how many times you tried to correct him.

You had told production. They said that they would handle it, you believed that they would. After rehearsal, once you'd told production about your partner making you uncomfortable, you left the rehearsal center to go have lunch with Val.

Lunch with your best friend made everything bearable. He gave you the strength to endure rehearsal with your partner, even if he didn't realize it. Val was overprotective by nature, and he tended to be overprotective of you. Even though you found it endearing, it could be annoying sometimes, and so, at first, you decided against telling Val about your partner making you uncomfortable. He would overreact, and you didn't want to deal with that. Now that production was going to deal with it, you felt a little better telling him.

Just as you expected, Val overreacted.

"Listen," you pleaded, trying to get him to sit down so the two of you could continue your lunch. "Val, I told production about it. You don't have to worry."

Val sat, a frown set on his face. "But I will. You know that."

"Like I said, I told production. My problem should be going away soon."

"Well if it doesn't, you come tell me, okay? I swear, I'll kick his ass."

"I know," you snorted, tossing a french fry into your mouth. "That's why I didn't tell you sooner."

Val was tense for the rest of lunch, but he'd agreed to let the topic drop. You did most of the talking during the meal, trying to get his mind off of your handsy partner. It wasn't a big deal, really. You wanted him to understand that. 

He hugged you extra tightly as you parted ways. Emboldened by production having your back, you told yourself that if your partner touched you inappropriately today, you'd chew him out. At first, everything was fine. He kept his hands where they belonged while you danced together, and you figured maybe production had talked to him during lunch and he'd decided to cut it out. Once or twice, his hands brushed against you inappropriately, or he'd made a thinly veiled comment about your body, but you brushed it off. Even if production hadn't spoken to him already, they surely would soon.

Even though you'd told yourself you'd chew him out, you felt like all of these brief brushes and comments weren't enough to incur your wrath. You felt like you'd be overreacting, and you didn't want to make a big deal out of it unless he did something really inappropriate.