stays! here are some angst, fluff and humorous imagines, scenarios and would you rathers of our talented boys, stray kids! REQUESTS ARE CLOSED
[ date published; march 21, 2018 ]
(poor writings + errors ahead)
Looking at the closed door, you hesitated if you'll knock or just open it. Ending up opening it without your friend knowing.
A loud music coming from the room welcomed you, and saw a guy facing the mirror, dancing passionately, it was your friend, Minho.
He's so serious to the point that he didn't even noticed you. You smiled and leaned on the door frame, watching him until he notices you from your reflection on the mirror.
He stopped and turned the music off and walked towards you.
"Here's your drinks, sir." You handed him one of the water bottles you were holding.
"Thank you." He said before drinking.
"You really are good in dancing, apparently not like me." You chuckled so did he.
"I can teach you if you'd like to." He smirked and handed you back the bottle that is already empty.
"No, you don't have to, you can continue practicing." You pushed him playfully to the center, "I'll watch you."
He just chuckled and turned the music on before dancing to the music again. You were mesmerized for how good he is and found yourself clapping after his performance.
"That was amazing!" You handed him the other bottle of water.
"Thank—" His phone suddenly rang. He reached for it and answered the call
"Yes?— Uh, yeah— why?— okay... Get well soon then." He ended the call with a smile.
"Who was that?" You asked
"She's my dance partner, unfortunately she's sick right now so she couldn't come. It's our practice today anyways." He stated making.
"Oh, okay, I hope she's fine." You said.
A few more minutes, after emptying the water bottle, he stood up and seems to practice again.
"Y/N..." He called and you just hummed as a response. "Can you be my partner for this dance?" He asked.
"W-what? Me? You know that I can't dance!" You laughed nervously.
"Please~? You can replace her!" He pleaded and gave you a pleasing look. You can't just ignore him because he's your friend so...
"Fine, just this one okay? She's just sick, she can make it, I can't replace her." You stood up and he guided you to the center of the practice room.
Then he walked away to turn the music on, leaving you alone on the center. You felt awkward cause this is the first time you will dance and with a guy.
As the music starts, he ran towards you and held your right hand. You felt your heart skipped a beat as he went on your back, still holding your hand.
"Are you not teaching me the dance steps first?" You looked at him at his reflection in the mirror who's in front you.
"You don't need dance steps, I'm the one who controls you." He then intertwined his hand to yours and put them in front of you, above your chest.
"Uhh, this is kinda... I don't have a good feeling in here—" You got interrupted as the beat of the music became more slower as he put his head on your right shoulder.
You can feel his breath on you neck and it sends you shiver through your spines. How can he do this? You thought. It's really weird and awkward for you.
You felt his other hand on your waist and he was just swaying on the beat. And then he did some steps that includes something that is more weirder. But after that partner dance, he soloed.
The whole thing you know is that your face is really red as in burning red. You took a drink and just sat down there, still thinking about that dance. Until he suddenly approaches you and seating down next you.
"Is my solo good?" He asked. "Hey, is it good?"
"Uh, yeah, yeah, it's really good! How cayou even dance like that?" You pretended to be amazed at his solo performance but you really didn't watched it due to thinking so much.
"Hah, look at your cheeks sweetie." He then started pinching your cheeks.
"A-aw! Don't do that!" You whacked his face off.
"Ouch!" And then you laughed at him.
"But seriously, you're really good at dancing." He said, smirking.
You scoffed at him and broke the thoughts, "But I didn't really danced."
"Can we dance again together?" He said but this time, more serious.
"No. I don't like that dance. Don't play that music anymore." You crossed your arms.
"Psh, I mean to other dance! That isn't the only I have, pabo!" He then flicked you in your forehead.
"O-okay... But promise me you won't play that again." You told him, pointing your index finger on him.
"Yeah sure." He the rolled his eyeballs.
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This is kinda nonsense but tbh, this was inspired by MinSung's sexy dance lol. My superior OTP😍
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