Give me you | Markhyuck NCT

dance practice

"NOW STRETCH!"

A series of groans and woops erupted from the practice room. Some were energised, ready to dance. Others were in pain and not particularly in the mood.

"NOW DO THE OTHER SIDE! STREEEEEEE- Jaemin hun you're gonna bust a blood vessel if you don't do this properly!" Renjun scolded, Jaemin huffing.

"Well if you actually did it with us then you would know how I feel," Jaemin pouted and rolled his eyes whilst Renjun just sighed in response.

"I came here half an hour before you four to stretch in peace. Maybe you should come and stretch with me so you know how I feel!"

Jaemin sniggered, "Like a tryhard?"

"Why ye- Jaemin what the fuck," the whole room erupted in laughs, Renjun shaking his head in disapproval. "You're all useless. Haechan does better than all of you."

"Hyuuuung! Stretch with us!"

"Yeah! Come on hyung!" Chenle and Jisung chanted in unison.

"As I told you, I have stretched plenty," Rubbing his nose, Renjun took a chair and sat in it. "Now everyone do a downward dog."

"Whyyy? You know that gives me wedgies!" Chenle whined Jisung just patting his fluffy hair.

"Don't worry lele, we'll do this together!"

"Forever!" The two shouted in unison and enthusiastically got down onto the floor and into the position.

Suddenly, the door was opened and in came a wild Haechan. Looking at the state of the boys in front of him he shook his head. "Gay. That is gay. Mark, what'dya think?"

"I don't think I should sa-"

"See guys, Mark agrees with me," Haechan patted Mark on the back and stared at the surprised looks on the boys' faces. "Oh yeah! This is Mark and he's my ho- good tutor. He dances."

"That's great! Do you stretch?" Renjun asked, Mark shook his head.

"The stretching comes after," He explained, "Whenever I stretch before I dance, I sometimes tend to pull a muscl-"

"SHIT!" Jaemin fell to the floor, clawing at his back, "MAN DOWN MAN DOWN! BITCHES I NEED MY COFFEE."

"Silly Jaemin~ You don't need coffee, you need a doctor!" Jeno eye smiled, "Just rest up, nana."

"As much as I wanna fu-"

"NO!" Renjun cleared his throat, "I mean, save it."

Sighing, Jaemin began again, "Even though that sounds like some great advice, I NEED COFFEE."

"You'll get your coffee once you sIT THE FUCK DOWN. Now let's start practice already!" Renjun shouted, everyone sitting around him.

"So as you all know, this is Mark, Haechan's Tutor. Haechan says that he can provide some advice for your lazy asses who can't dance properly."

"Heyyyy," Jaemin whined, "I'm great at dancing! What makes you think you're better than me?"

"It's because I am better than you," Renjun responded. He then turned to Mark, "So do you wanna dance first or shall we show you what we've been working on?"

Mark thought for a second, "Well... I guess I'd like to see you dance first. How else will I know how to give tips?"

"Great!" Renjun smiled, turning to his other members, "Let's do sherlock."

"Yasssssssss!" Haechan flicked the hair out of his face and got up.

"SHINEEEEEE!" Jisung squealed and pulled Chenle off of the floor enthusiastically.

As the boys got into position, Mark sat on a chair and was shortly greeted by Jaemin who was rubbing his back. Mark turned to him and smiled, "Hi, you must be Jaemin."

"Yep," He smiled, sipping the coffee that suddenly appeared in his hand, "I'm gonna sit this one out, I think something's wrong with my back."

"Yikes, let's hope it's not serious then."

"Please be quiet! We're starting now," Renjun informed Mark, giving Jaemin death glares.

The boys formed a line and began the dance. Once the music started, they moved their arms to the beat of the music in complete synchronisation. The look of the dance itself was powerful yet controlled perfectly. It was hard to give tips but Mark had come up with a few.

Getting into the final pose, Mark and Jaemin gave a short standing applause, exchanging wows and woahs and wuhs and wohs. "You guys are amazing! Who taught you that?"

"Dongh- Haechan hyung did. In fact, he was the one who made us all choose dance in the first place," Jisung said.

"Wah, no wonder you're all so good," Mark complimented Haechan out of the blue, Haechan's face flushing.

"Was that a compliment?" Haechan smirked to hide his obviously red face.

Renjun just snorted. "Oh shut your gay ass. I've known you long enough to see you get flustered by compliments."

"Shut the fuck up, Renjun!" Haechan whisper shouted and sat on the floor, hugging his knees.

Mark stared in confusion. "Um, w-why is he doing that?"

"Well," Renjun sighed, "it's what he does when he's embarrassed."

"I'M NOT EMBARRASSED!" Haechan whined and flopped onto the floor, "I'm just... So what did we need to work on?"

Ignoring the obvious change in the subject, Mark just carried on and told them the advice. "Okay then. I get that you're all really sharp dancers and you can all dance in sync. All I can tell you now is to have more fun! Relax it a bit, but not too much. In addition, try to add more face. The key to a great dancer is through one's facial expression. Other than that, you all did amazing!"

"Thank you Mark... Ssi," Jisung hesitated.

"Just call me hyung. You can all call me hyung, alright? Now who wants to order pizza?"

"ME PLEASE!"

"Pizza~

"mEEE-" Jaemin sipped his coffee, "EEEE!"

"Only if Chenle wants too~"

Chenle pinched Jisung's cheek. "Jerk, of course I do."

After all the screams and the laughter, they all settled down and had their pizza. But who knows the conflict that will begin to rise in the next few chapters? I do. And I'm NOT going to tell you.

Until next time...