Dance Boiz

Relatable Dance Boiz

Victors POV

Yuuri attempts to teach me how to just climb the pole but I can't grip it tight enough with my legs so I end up painfully sliding down it as soon as I jump on. The metal stings my thighs and it makes a horrible screeching noise.

"OH GOD! ow ow owowow!" I exclaim as Yuuri puts a hand over his mouth to try and hide his smile from me. "How the heck do you do this?! Does that happen often?" I sit on the ground and rub where the metal burned me to try and sooth it.

"It might've happened when I was first starting out but I think one time is enough to teach you not to grab it so loosely." He giggles slightly and stares down at me. I really like the sparkle in his eyes and the way they crinkle at the edges when he laughs. Even if the laugh is directed at me.

"You may be right but I don't think I'll be getting back on for a while. That really hurt." I sigh as I get back onto my feet. Yuuri seems to look sad for a second before he says.

"Yeah, that's okay, I need to get warm for my class anyways. Speaking of, they should be here..."

"Woah, you don't think I'm going to just leave and never return because of this one traumatic pole dancing experience and resent you as the teacher who allowed me to get hurt only to laugh at my pain, do you?"

He squirms a bit and looks away uncomfortably.

"Well I-" he starts but then I cut him off.

"Because that is completely ridiculous." I smile to try and show him that I was joking. "I obviously want to hang out with you more. Besides, it's Sunday, the studio isn't opening today." He blushes and puts his head in his hands as I lightly chuckle at his adorable mistake.

"ahhh! I always do this. I should really set an alarm to remind myself not to come in on Sundays." He says into his hands, obviously frustrated. "Wait, then why are you here?" he lifts his head to look at me.

"Oh, well I-uh..." I avert my eyes to try and hide the truth. Which is that I asked Chris about Yuuri; what he's like, who he likes, and what his habits are. Chris, having told me most of the stuff already (he's wanted to get us together for a year now), just sighed and told me, and I quote; "oh my lordy, just- go in this Sunday. He always forgets what day it is so more likely than not, he'll be there."

Now I'm silently kicking myself for not coming up with an excuse before arriving.

"I was... going to try and come up with a new routine!" I say after a pause that was way too long, causing Yuuri to raise an eyebrow at me in disbelief.

"alright, what song did you have in mind?" he steps closer to me.

"um..." wow, did it get, like, 100 degrees hotter in here or is that just Yuuri? "Britney Spears." I blurt out the first artist that comes to mind.

"ah, yes, my favorite song: "Brittney Spears", of course." He smirks and steps closer as I pray this is as close as he'll get to me. There's barely two inches between us and I can't think as it is.

"shoot I meant... um... Toxic! Toxic by Britney Spears!" Thank the Lord that I know that song by heart.

"Ooo, fan of Dan and Phil, are we?" He splays his palm out in the center of my chest and I can swear he's a magical nymph that just sucked all the air out of my lungs... or something. I'm not good at similes when there's a cute boy around. Wait, shoot, that was a metaphor, not a simile. Ahhh why am I like this? And how is he like this? Wasn't he blushing and shying away just a minute ago?

I have no time to answer myself when Yuuri gently pushes me back into the middle of the room where the poles leave a sizable gap. He then walks to the stereo and plugs in his phone, pulling up the song I suggested earlier.

"Want help choreographing?" He sidled back over to me, stepping within my personal bubble again but not touching me. I'm probably sweating - he's going to break me if this continues.

"Alright, I came here because Chris told me you often come in on Saturdays and I wanted to see you when we had some time to actually talk." I blurted out, feeling as if I could breathe again by getting it off my chest.

Yuuri's face instantly dropped the sultry look into something resembling that of relief.

"oh thank heavens, you were getting so sweaty I thought I was going to break you if you weren't broken already." He exhales sharply and steps away to shut off the music. Turning back to me he says "sorry, if I - you know - made you uncomfortable. You can tell me to stop anything at anytime and I will without a doubt. I just kind of figured Chris had told you about me so I thought I might as well have some fun getting the truth out of you."

Oh lordy-lou this boy is dangerous.

"Yeah, yeah I wasn't uncomfy or anything I just couldn't really think with you being so close and so attractive, then the song, and more closeness and just-just... I am so attracted to you," I blabber out. I feel boneless and awestruck after all of that. I thought coming here to see him would put me at the advantage but I forgot that there's no such thing when the person you're going for makes you... well, however I'm feeling right now.

"You find me attractive?" Yuuri looks flabbergasted - almost in as much shock as I am after all of that.

"Well what do you think was the reason I could barely breathe as soon as you got within two feet of me? Also who wouldn't be attracted to you? You can do that leg thing on the pole and not get burned and also know about Dan and Phil. You're what mama calls a keeper."

"that's you're only criteria? Wow you're an easy man to please," he giggles out. His eyes are doing the thing again and I can't stop myself from asking, but-

"Do you wanna go get some coffee or something?" He beats me to it. I almost don't hear him, he's staring at the ground and blushing, making his voice come out soft and tentative.

"heck yeah I would, I was about to ask you the same!" I can barely contain my joy and Yuuri's face lights up, telling me that he feels the same.

"Wow, he said yes..." He whispers under his breath, presumably to himself. "uh, right. Well then, let me just pack up all this stuff and we can head out."

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After getting the poles taken down, with only a few being dropped to the ground (courtesy of me - doing more harm than help), Yuuri shuts off the lights to the studio and walks to me waiting by the doors.

I hand him his water bottle and keys which were placed next to me and he takes them, locking the doors after us.

"so..." He drags out in a manner of starting a conversation. "'uncomfy'?" he asks. I groan as I remember that, yes, I indeed did say that earlier.

"It's a thing my friends used to say a lot as a joke and it kind of stuck and it slips out every once and a while," I explain.

"No, no," He retorts, "it's cute."

Did I spell things horribly wrong beyond the point of recognition? Is my grammar and punctuation that of a 7 year old? If so, I'm sorry but I just got new nails a week ago and I'm still relearning how to type on my phone with long nails. Also, half of this was written at 2 am (which is when I'm uploading it as well) so I wouldn't be shocked if there's sentences that don't even qualify as sentences in here.

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