You and Maks have been broken up for about a year and a half. It was so sudden and you didn't really realize it until he just packed up and left without another word. You got a call from the producers during your rehearsal with your season 17 partner Corbin Blu. "Hey (y/n) I just wanted to let you know that Maks is coming to be a guest judge this week. I wanted you to hear it from me. Are you okay?" You weren't sure what to say. Did you want to see him? Did you still care about Maks? Of course you still have feelings for him. "Um, yeah I'm fine I gotta go. Thanks for the call." You hung up as quick as you could. "Who was that?" Corbin asked. "Just the producers." You replied, trying to hold in your tears. "What's wrong? What did they say?" "Just that my ex, Maks, is coming to be a guest judge this week." You said wiping a tear from the corner of your eye. "Hey! We'lk get through this! Let's just work on the dance. Show him what he missed out on!" Corbin said with a big grin. You laughed, forgetting Maks for a moment.
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*the next day (Wednesday)*
You slammed the door behind you. "(y/n)!" Corbin called after you. You sat down in the corner, pulled your knees into your chest, and sobbed. It was so hard to get an idea to flow through you when your mind and heart are somewhere else. You were stressing over dancing for Maks. You were worried about seeing him for the first time in over a year. Corbin helped you to your feet and pulled you into a tight hug. It was so nice to have a friend like Corbin to be around all the time. "Let's just try again. Okay, (y/n)?" "Okay" you said wiping the remaining tears on your face with your sleeve, knowing that they would definitely use this in the package this week, and dreading the moment when Maks sees how you reacted to him being their. You tried to get yourself together and dance. You choreographed a beautiful and sensual routine. You were proud of it. You hoped that Maks wouldn't judge you harshly because of your history. "Great job today (y/n)!" "Thanks, babe" But you weren't so sure you did. Maks had you second guessing yourself and you weren't quite sure how to deal with it.
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*Show Night*
You have been stressing all day. All of the other pros have been so supportive and have been there for you from the break up all the way until our first meeting since. All of your girls have been texting you nonstop. Derek and Mark vowed to personally beat Maks up tag team style, if he was rude or mean or negative in any way towards me. The producers just called out two minute warning. Your heart is beating so hard and fast that you fear it might explode or come out of your chest. You adjusted your costume, which was a red bedazzled bra with a fire minikin I style stomach and a cut out back. You and Corbin spun out onto the stage with big smiles and waved to the viewers at home, avoiding making eyes at the judges table. Corbin hugged you closer and kissed your temple and whispered in your ear "You got this". When you were dancing your heart was bound to explode. When the music stopped and you walked over to Tom, he whispered in your ear "It'll be okay (y/n)." You hugged Tom and finally looked at the judges table. There he was. He wasn't looking at you. You could still see him though. In that moment you remembered all of the reasons you fell in love with Maksim Chmerkovskiy in the first place. He still wouldn't look at you. Carrie Ann spoke. Then Len. Then Bruno. Now it was his turn. He finally looked up. Those chocolate brown eyes just about made your heart melt and your knees fold in on each other and give out. Without Tom and Corbin holding you up, you think you would have been on the ground by now. "So, um you were beautiful- I mean that was beautiful. And the choreography was amazing and Corbin your footwork is perfect. That's all." You could feel every eye in the ballroom on you. "(y/n) Can we just cut the crap right now and say that this is awkward for me, for you, and for everyone else here. I really want to talk and we can't do that here so can we meet up after this or something." Maks said quickly after his critique. You were shocked. You didn't know what to say. You just nodded and dashed up the stairs. Maks just looked at the table again and didn't say another word. Amber Riley came up to you after you ascended the stairs and said "That went really well! Right, girly?" "To be honest, I have no idea what just happened not how to respond to it." You took one last peek at the judges table and wondered what the future held for you.
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DWTS Imagines
FanfictionImagines for Dancing With the Stars (Finally)! Imagines for Derek Hough, Mark Ballas, Val Chmerkovskiy, Maks Chmerkovskiy, Artem Chigvintsev.