Otayurio

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Origin: Yuri On Ice

Little Blonde Dancer

Otabek's POV

"It's not that hard!" Man, Minako sure was mad at me this time. "Watch me, pay attention! Drag, step-cross chaines fan-kick-turn. Try it again."

My body ached and my cheeks were burning from embarrassment. Everyone
was looking at me, I want to crawl under a rock and die. Yurio nudged me forward, silently telling me to go.

I walked to the side of the room, standing parallel to the mirrors and waited for the music to start. I move my arms to high L and wait for the que. When I hear it I drag mu left foot across the floor and recite the dance.

When I finish Minako walks up to me and says, "You did not get enough rotation on the leap. Show him how to do it Yurio."

I look up to see my boyfriend do the leap perfectly. He looked
amazing, feet pointed, arms strong and elegant. He glances at me and gives me an apologetic look. It was not his fault I suck at dance, he
should not be sorry.

"That is how it's done! Yurio, help him after class." His eyes light up. I never let him help me; I hope he does not get too cocky. "Yes Minako!" Wow, he's being polite, he must be exited.

After class I try to leave quickly, hoping that Yurio forgot.

"Oi!" Damnit. "Otabek! Get back here!" I sigh and turn around, walking to the skinny blonde. I wrap my arms around his waist and he puts his
hands on my cheeks.

"What's wrong babe, you look sad." Why can't he just drop it! "Nothing baby, just a little disappointed in myself is all." There is no point in lying to him anymore; he can read me like a book.

"Don't be sad babe, you are new to this, its okay. I can always help you. Please remember that." I feel bad for making him worried. "I will
baby. Please don't worry."

"I can't help it Ota. Lets get to dance!" He gave me a short peck on the lips, then on each cheek, one on my nose, and then danced away from me.

"Hey, get back here! Show off!" He giggled and winked, my heart swelled at the sight.

A/N: It's short, but too bad, I got bored.

The choreography in this chapter is from my dance class; it took me a while to get as well.

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