Mar 22, 2007 03:28
Title: Dance
Author: helzfyah
Pairing: Hanchul… actually it’s Heechul/unspecified, if you prefer to see it that way^^ (but Hannie is pretty obvious.)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none, really.
Summary: Dance practice. Short - 403 words.
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1.2.3 - Step.
His body flows under the pull of the music, moving with the rhythmic sounds that pour from the stereo under the window.
4. 5. 6 - Turn.
His eyes are half-lidded; the music has taken full control, seeping into his brain, taking over his motor centres - his limbs are no longer his to command.
7. 8. - Spin.
Sweat flies from his hair - spiralling away from his body as he spins, round and around and around. His breathing is deep, repetitive, smooth - his heartbeat is loud, rapid, pulsing.
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 - Pop and Lock and Dip and Hold.
The beat changes - no longer the steady notes of R&B; the beat is heavy and throbbing, thick with bass. His movements change to suit - from simple, graceful ballet to gritty hip-hop.
And 5 and 6 and 7 and 8 - twist and jump and slide and freeze.
He sticks the last pose as the music ends, poised, his body stretched taut. He holds it - a long line of pure, muscled beauty - then lets it go, sprawling to the floor in a mess of splayed limbs.
Stop.
He closes his eyes, concentrating on bringing his system back to normal. He gasps for air, his open mouth dragging in large breaths. His chest rises and falls rapidly with the beat of his heart. Eventually, his heartbeat slows; his breathing becomes shallow and even.
He opens his eyes as a heavy weight settles across his lap. His eyes meet Heechul’s, dark and dilated, as he balances above him, his arms braced on either side of his head. His gaze shifts lower to Heechul’s lips. Heechul’s tongue snakes out, slowly moistening his lower lip. His tongue does the same - ghosting over his own lips as if following Heechul’s path along his.
“You need a shower,” Heechul says, lifting slowly off of him and waiting for him to get to his feet before turning toward the showers off the practice room.
“Why are you coming then, if I need the shower?” He raises an eyebrow as Heechul spins to face him.
“Oh, you know,” Heechul says, waving the question away with his hand, “You might need help washing your back…. Among other things.”
hanchul,
suju,
fic: dance,
rella/?,
fic