“I know about women. I know that they’re not men” - Choi Minho

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Okay, so this is an RP that my BB, jin_is_love , and I have been working on for two nights now.
We WERE doing it on MSN when I got off of work, but she suggested
that we move it here, so that we can do this continuously,
and be able to answer on our own time.

I'm leaving this open to my readers simply because
I have faith that you won't interrupt us.
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Minho's teeth dig into his lower lip for a split second because freestyle dancing has never been one of his strong points. However, he sucks it up because Hyebin is just making these eyes at him, and he's never been one to back down from a challenge. So he gets up with something like a mock bow, amused twinkle in his eye as he walks around to the other side of the table and pulls out Hyebin's chair for her just as she stands up - the perfect gentlemen.

Onyx is positively beaming, smile lighting up for face for the first time that night and she forgets herself for a moment, forgets how she and insecure she is as she reaches across the table and puts her hand on Taemin's, giving it a small squeeze of gratitude. "Thanks so much." Her voice is sincere and she continues to beam until she realizes just exactly where she's placed her hand. Her face begins to burn up again as she stares at their touching hands, but no matter how much the logical part of her is telling her to jerk her damn appendage away, she keeps it there, hesitantly looking up to meet Taemin's eyes.

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Hyebin smiles at Minho as he pulls her chair out for her as she stands up, setting the napkin that had been in her lap back on the table where it had started the night just half an hour before.
However, clumsy as she is, Hyebin's heels catch on the extremely long table cloth that drags the floor on her side of the table, and she grabs onto Minho's shoulders for support, to keep herself from falling face first into the floor, silently cursing herself for allowing this to happen.

Taemin smiles sweetly at Onyx, turning his hand around in her's and wrapping his fingers together with her's. "It's my pleasure, Onyx."
Taemin knows he probably shouldn't be flirting so blatantly with her, but something about her smile, and the way she just awkwardly sits there, using her best friend as her negotiator between herself and anyone else, just makes him want to get to know her better.
And as completely cliche as that sounds, Taemin knows, it's the truth.

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Minho doesn't even falter at her sudden weight, wrapping a strong, steadying arm around Hyebin's waist before tugging her up against his body with a smirk twitching at the corner of his lips because he knows how great his body is (he'd worked hard for it after all). However, it is a mere tease as he makes sure she's standing before letting go and raising an eyebrow at her. "You okay?" He offers her his hand politely, foot already tapping to the beat of the music.

Onyx swallows hard, clearing her throat a little but she doesn't break eye contact with the boy. "You can just call me Sun Hee..." She says, uttering her real name for the first time since she'd joined SME.

"Maybe..." Sun Hee begins, wetting her lips with a quick flash of tongue, fingers tightening around Taemin's nervously. "You could show me some dance moves right now?" Her eyes trail toward where Minho and Hyebin are headed, watching a few couples are on the floor mixed in with the rest of the crowd that appears to be groups of friends and random people standing off toward the side.

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Hyebin takes a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies gathering in her suddenly excited stomach, biting her lip for the second time within the last five minutes.
"I'm alright," she says, placing her hand in Minho's, hesitantly at first though, but firming her grip as his fingers wrap around her hand.
"Thank you, for, well, not letting me face plant onto the floor," she says as Minho leads her to the dance floor.

Taemin bites his lip playfully, placing his elbow on the table, and his chin upon his open hand, and takes his other from her grip, but still within reaching distance of her, tapping his fingers atop the table. "I dunno~" He says, dragging out the last syllable much like a kid would.
He locks eyes with her, eye brow raising, "What do I get in return, Sunhee-yah?"

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Minho lets out a laugh at her last statement and it's relieved because Hyebin had seemed so perfect and, while that had been appealing, realizing that she could screw up made Minho breathe a little easier.

He leads her out onto the floor, hesitating at the sidelines before turning to Hyebin with an adorably sheepish grin. "So uh, I know this may come as a shock to you," He's laughing with his eyes. "But I'm not the best freestyle dancer. I guess..." He takes a deep breath, keeping the fingers of his left hand hooked with the girl's next to him as he ruffles the back of his hair with the right. "I was just trying to impress you." Minho gives a small, sincere smile, chuckling with embarrassment as he stares out in dread at the dancing crowd, because as much as he likes to dance, he doesn't want to make an idiot of himself (and Kibum had confirmed on only too many occasions how retarded he looked without choreography).

Sunhee rolls her eyes but she's smiling too now, far more relaxed as she leans back in her chair with a small grin. "What do you get?" Suddenly feeling like her old self again, she fixes a confident stare on Taemin from under heavily lined eyes. "An awesome dance partner obviously." Puffing out her cheeks just the slightest bit in a mock put out look (because no matter how much she wanted to avoid that Korean cutesy shit, it tended to grow on you), Sunhee shrugged and moved to stand up, smoothing her relatively short dress back down over her thighs. "Or I guess I could dance alone..." She makes as if she'll leave him right there, all alone, but the smile curling at the edge of her lips urges him to play along. "If I'm not enough for you."

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Hyebin smirks, moving in front of Minho with her back to the crowd, grabbing his other hand she isn't hold with her free one.
"To be honest, I don't care," she says, taking steps backwards onto the dance floor, still careful not to bump into anyone.
"So long as you know how to have fun," she says, finally stopping, shoving the nervousness gathering in the pit of stomach down, willing it to shut the fuck up so she can do this right.
She pulls Minho closer to her body, bottom lip between her teeth as she moves her hands from his and to his shoulders.
She stops, however, waiting for any confirmation that being this close, being on the dance floor together at all, is fine with him, not wanting to offend him, and send him running away because she was so nervous and fucked it all up.

Taemin smirks as he watches Sunhee walk away from himself for a few seconds, before getting up and running around the table.
Slowing down as he walks around her, he sends a playful come-hither gesture to her and he walks backwards quickly to the floor.
"Come show me what 'chu got," he says, nearly disappearing into the crowd.