dance partners for life

Modern angels

Angels smoking cigarettes off of balconies. They write proverbs on bathroom walls and sing hymns in the aisles of grocery stores.

Angels still filled with fury from before. They hold a grudge. They carry a knife. Their words are sharp and hurt worse than any blade ever could.

Angels with soft voices and hard eyes. Angels trying to fit in. They’re trying to erase the pain

Angels with wrists covered in runes, angels trying to speak in the tongues that used to come so naturally but this mouth just can’t form the words.

Angels you meet on the street. They touch your shoulder and you’re struck with lightning.

Angels filled with ideas. Their mind is buzzing. Covered in paint and chalk, you know they’re miles ahead of you.

Angels on their front porches, drinking sweet tea with a goddess. It’s nothing like ambrosia, but it’s close enough.

Angels with bloody noses and a smile. Angels who’re confused by this life. It’s not so black and white anymore.

Angels who speak with their fists and are close to none. Their Father has left them in the dust. No one can help them.

Angels holding their partners close while dancing. This life won’t last forever, so they wanna hold her tight while they can.

Divided: Part 19

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff

Word Count: 2527

Summary: In the fall out from the fight, your team finds it’s self divided as deals are made and grievances are aired

Authors Note:  Ok, I hope you all enjoyed the shit storm that was part 18, we are nearing the end now and things will be wrapping up. Also there is a small flashback in this part, portrayed by use of italics, so hopefully y’all get that. I always love hearing from you all, so drop a line with thoughts or predictions!  Tagging is open, just ask, if you are on my tag list and your username has changed PLEASE let me know!

Divided: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18

“Those are the terms, take them or don’t. I will have my revenge either way.” T’Challa speaks plainly, not attempting to hide the impatience in his voice. You shift uncomfortably, your restraints rubbing painfully against your wrists as you look up at Natasha and Tony, discussing your fate with the King, without even glancing at you.

“Just to confirm,” Tony starts, his exasperated tone dripping with sarcasm, “We give you Y/N, under the condition that she will not be harmed, and you keep your mouth shut towards Ross about the exact nature of how Cap and Barnes escaped?” T’Challa nods sharply, eyeing Natasha up and down.

“No deal.” Natasha growls her arms crossing as she stands back from T’Challa, glaring at Tony. “What the hell do you mean no deal?” Tony whips around towards her his eyebrows rising, “You do understand that if he tells Ross what you did, then they will be coming for you too, right?”

“Then they come for me, it’s better than turning over my friend to a killer.” Natasha spits back, taking a defiant stance. Tony’s hand flies up to his hair, anxiously pulling at his dark locks.

“Curious that you are worried about your friend in my company, but so easy to relinquish her to the assassin.” T’Challa’s eyebrows rise as he looks at Natasha, his gaze flashing to your gagged and struggling form on the ground.

“Listen, Nat.” Tony whispers, turning to Natasha, his back now to T’Challa. “Do you have any idea where Ross might put them? In the most extreme case… it’s not good. We have a King’s word that she will not be harmed… and she can handle herself. You may not believe me but I’m trying to keep Y/N safe. After the shit she’s pulled…” His eyebrows rise imploringly, trying desperately to appeal to her logical side, “she’ll be safest far away from Ross’s grip.”

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Pretend Lane (ft. Hoseok)

Originally posted by jinful

Drabble Game prompt 23. “Just pretend to be my date.”

→ bestfriend!Hoseok in the BTSin10yearsAU aka fluffy fluff
→ 2.1k words

A/N: Highly recommended that you read the other installments first! (Aka Yoongi’s and Jimin’s); to be continued! :) 

Hoseok watches as you laugh and giggle with the other bridesmaids, and sips his wine. You look absolutely gorgeous, in your bridesmaid dress and your hair put up in an elegant bun. Although, he’s thought you were gorgeous no matter what you were wearing. 

It began years ago when you stumbled into his studio a few years ago, holding a box of papers and asked him who the owner of the dance studio was. You were the new interior designer that his manager had hired to help figure out the renovation details and plannings. Hoseok had ended up buying his manager hyung a pretty decently priced meal because he knew if somehow he hadn’t trusted his manager with the task of finding a designer, Hoseok would’ve never had the chance to meet you. 

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[SCENARIO] How the Performance Team will Propose (MH/DN)

AND WE’RE DONE WITH THE PROPOSAL SCENARIOS! Thank you so much for supporting this mini scenario series. It was definitely enjoyable to imagine how these scenes would play out, and we hope you guys would love it too! We’re not currently accepting any more scenario requests, so be sure to look out for the reopening of our request box if you would like to see a new scenario series!

A/N: That wraps up the Performance Team! Hope you guys enjoyed this <3 Pepo Team’s Maknae line always makes me so soft ugh I wanna squish them forever.


Originally posted by saebum


Okay, so they may not be the most romantic or flamboyant, but know this: though unconventional, the boys can be pretty darn sincere and so so so sweet with their proposals your teeth will get cavities. Who needs epic and grand proposals? They want the special moment to be for you and ONLY FOR YOU.


Originally posted by minghaos

  • The Shyest but the sweetest kid ever
  • So he’s really shy at initiating
  • As a boyfriend, he is always the considerate and understanding
  • From helping you queue for your favourite oppa’s merchandise
  • To surprising you with your favourite food when u tell him you’re hungry at 2am
  • Will definitely prepare many many many MANY things just for the proposal
  • Probably already has approval from his parents
  • Invites you over for a casual date in his home
  • Buys flowers and everything romantic WHEE
  • Prepares like dimsum for a nice meal before the big event
  • WILL GIFT YOU THE prized family possession
  • Okay abit cliche but you know the part where he just takes out the gold-ish jade-ish bracelet and he goes
  • “This used to by my mum’s”
  • /takes your hands
  • /looks into your eyes
  • /puts on the bracelet for you
  • “Now its yours”
  • Both of you just pause there for a moment, enjoying each other’s silence and loving gaze
  • You’re just staring at him like he’s the most precious thing in the world
  • “Will you marry me? Y/N?”
  • And internally you’re just frozen, like you’re so so SOOOO Happy and delighted
  • This shy boy, making a proposal, in front of you, in his apartment
  • Your pause made him feel uncertain and he just looks somewhere else like ANYWHERE but your eyes because he’s 1. Nervous and 2. Super shy and slightly embarassed and 3. AFRAID OF YOUR REJECTION (But ofc he is very sure of the relationship that the both of you are in)
  • THEN AGAIN how could you reject someone so precious like Minghao
  • As soon as you nod your head, he just LETS GO OF HIS EMOTIONS like you can see all his stress fade away from the relief on his face and he’ll pull you in for a long, tight hug
  • At some point you’ll feel his tears trickle down your neckline as he leans the side of his face on your ear during the hug
  • Both of you will be a crying mess just laughing at each other
  • “Why you crying pabo”
  • “But you’re crying too”
  • Just in total bliss the both of you would be
  • Ah love <3


Originally posted by livelovelunch

  • I’d like to imagine that Chan would love to date someone that loves dance as much as he does
  • Like, you don’t need to be a professional dancer or anything, but he gets so soft every time he sees the sparkle in your eyes whenever you watch someone dance, your passion, your awe, your sheer appreciation for that art
  • He prefers if it was him you were watching, though
  • You both do this thing where he would play soft music in your home, the empty practice room, anywhere private really, and you would just hold hands and feel the music, swaying happily in each other’s arms
  • You both watch that show and you both love that scene so so so so much
  • He even tries to call you ‘my Sapphire’ for a nickname once but you both ended up getting teased by the boys (he still saves it as your contact name, tho)
  • And his name on your contacts has a little red ruby emoji next to it 🔴
  • So anyway, back to the proposal
  • I doubt Chan would be exactly willing have a GRAND, ROMANTIC proposal that involves all the preparations and all that stuffs
  • And he wouldn’t tell the boys when he’s planning to propose
  • Because he really doesn’t want them to freak out or become super overbearing or anything like that
  • Also because he wants this moment to be special just for you and only the both of you
  • It’ll just be like any other day, you both will be taking a relaxing walk through the gardens
  • Kids are already home for dinner now so it’s pretty deserted, but oh so romantic with flowers readily blooming at the peak of spring
  • Maybe he’d be having a bad day at practice, so you’d bring him out to relax and unwind after work
  • And he feels so lucky that you’re always looking out for him and taking care of him
  • Hand in hand you’d bring him to a small but prettily lit pavilion
  • “It’s really nice here, isn’t it?” you tell him.
  • “Would you like to dance with me?”
  • And he does, slipping your hands into his you both waltz to a slow, melodious song, his body behind yours, his chin on your shoulder
  • You can feel the timbre of his voice when he lightly hums to the song, and it makes you so soft and it takes all you could to not melt in his arms
  • He’d start planting little butterfly kisses down your neck and you laugh in protest because it tickles.
  • And your laugh is just melodious to his ears. He wants nothing more than to be able to wake up to this every morning.
  • So he tightens his hold on you and sighs ever so blissfully, “God, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
  • You chuckle again, “You flatter me, Chan.” But the look in his eyes were dead serious and so full of emotion. “I mean it, I want to be with you forever.”
  • And he gets down on one knee.
  • “I know I don’t really have everything prepared… I’m not the most well-endowed, nor am I the most talented, but I’ll try my damnedest best to make you the happiest girl on Earth, so please…
  • “Will you be my dance partner for the rest of my life?”
  • Your only response is gleefully throwing your arms around his neck, and he happily lifts you off your feet and swings you around the pavilion, planting sweet kisses along your jawline (like how Ruby does alsjflkjfsaf) as you both celebrate.
The After: Part Two

Summary: Killian and Emma return from finding Henry. How do they move on together? What does life look like now with a baby on the way? What does normal look like? Just a few little chapters on what I believe that life would look like. Some chapters will explore life before, during and after Emma’s pregnancy. Little moments in time just the two of them. Because something always happens after happily ever after. 

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Part Two: Turning Page

Killian Jones never wanted to stop dating her. 

He vowed he never would stop. 

He watch her curl her hair out of the corner of his eye. His sipped his coffee while reading The Storybrooke Times on their bed. Nothing exciting or unexpected. Just the way it should be. He could see Emma getting ready in the bathroom that was attached to their bedroom. She was curling her long, blonde locks for their night out. The third one this week. He knew it would only be for a short time, she was still getting used to the fact of Henry and Regina being gone and things at the station were being taken care of by David for a couple days. 

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Spin // Mark

Originally posted by tybeoji

Sleep. Dance. Eat. School. Those four things run my life. Well, some things more than others, which I didn’t exactly like to admit.

Staring at the paper before my eyes, nothing came to mind, and the idea of writing an essay gave me an instant headache. Not to mention the anxiety that followed, thanks to the lack of motivation, which meant the paper would either be shitty or turned in late.

It needed to be about someone we truly admired; a friend, a celebrity, anyone we wanted.

Who did I admire?

I knew the answer. Everyone knew the answer.

Blonde hair, and soft eyes that I was never able to look away from. Cheek bones that could kill, and a smile that could outshine the brightest star.

Slowly, I began to allow letting my mind roam further, and further from my essay, falling deeper into the thoughts of my boyfriend. He was…I couldn’t even put it into words.

‘You’re supposed to be writing an essay, not drifting into lala land, Kenna.’

The voice startled me, making me jump, and look up to my red-haired friend; ‘I know, I know.’

A grin lit up on her face, ‘But, we’ve got some company, so.. come on, let’s go dance.’ Without warning, she pulled me up by my arm, and started dragging me towards her studio. I was often more than thankful she owned this place.

Following the taller into the room, I stretched my arms out, only to tilt my head at the added voices that joined us.

The red head was quickly attached to her just as red headed lover, and whilst I seemed to be distracted teasing them, arms caged around my waist. That familiar, faintly sweet smell filled my nose, and I couldn’t help but melt; ‘Mark.’

Smiling, I turned around to look up to the blonde; I made a small note to mention the fact our hair had matched, just like the other two. That was a bit strange.

Pushing the odd thought away, I blinked when the rapper said ‘Let’s dance’, before doubling over in laughter, gaining everyone’s attention; ‘Dance? Like-’ 

Snorting as he held his hand out, I took it, and allowed myself to be pulled. Music filled the air, and not the usual random songs we all goofed around to; Renjun, and Moon left, and the dance studio suddenly became a ballroom, and I was dancing with Prince Charming.. just, instead of a dress, and royal attire, we both wore probably the most horrible clothes possible.

Chuckling inwardly at my thoughts, Mark spun me around, and as my back collided with his chest, I looked up to him, and smiled. He mirrored it, and I couldn’t help but sigh in content; all of the words for my essay came to my head like a flood of creation.

I truly did admire Mark Lee. The love of my life, my dance partner, and my very own Prince Charming.

@shinjiminbaby Part One, for your hard times you’ve been having lately.

*BTS REACTION: They Find Out You Cheated On Them With Another Member*

N A M J O O N:

You and Hoseok become great friends after Namjoon introduces you to the boys. You have a high appreciation for dance although you’re not much of a dancer yourself. When Hoseok learns about your love for dance he offers to teach you some of their choreography. Namjoon is fine with it, not that he would have been able to tell you no with the excited smile you have on your face. Therefore, when you have time and Namjoon is busy but Hoseok is free you two spend time dancing in an empty practice room.

He wants to teach you the choreography to N.O. first and you swear you are going to look ridiculous. You start on the wrong side a lot and forget moves easily. However, Hoseok is patient and kind. Every time you mess up he just smiles at you and guides you through the steps again. He finds your forgetfulness and blunders endearing. He also admires the way you don’t let these mistakes bring you down. Instead of saying, “I can’t do this,” you say, “Again,” and if that’s not beautiful determination then he doesn’t know what is.

As time goes on, touching you to show you the correct moves and seeing you squeal in delight when you get a combination down become the highlights of his days.

Hoseok doesn’t even realize what is happening until it happened. Your back is pressed against his chest and he has your hand in his to move your arm into the proper position. You turn your head and look at him right in the eyes. It’s quiet, but his heart in dancing in his chest. He leans in, never breaking contact. You don’t stop him, you let his lips touch yours. You turn around and wrap your arms around his shoulders without stopping the kiss. He pulls away first, again looking into your eyes because he needs to know how you feel. You smile with a shy blush on your face and say, “Again.”

You kiss once more. The spell only breaks two seconds after your lips touch because you hear Namjoon’s clumsy steps coming from the hallway. Realization of what you and Hoseok are doing crashes on you far quicker than it does on him. He looks at you in confusion when you push away and you can’t look at him in the eyes. Instead, you turn around to open the door for your boyfriend.

Namjoon gives you an embarrassed dimpled smile, “I was going to try to surprise you.”

You giggle at him as if nothing is wrong.

Your act of normalcy forces Hoseok to act the same. He smiles and says goodbye when you and Namjoon walk off just as he always does. He continues to show you the dance. He continues to be patient and be kind. Everything is as it was but it’s all different. Because he doesn’t only find your actions endearing or your determination beautiful, your actions now warm his heart and squeeze it until he can’t breathe, he now blushes because he finds you beautiful even when you are a mess from dancing.

Everything about you heals him and destroys him. You’re not his, but damn does he want to kiss you and hug you and tell you how much he loves you everyday without it being wrong. However there’s no way it can be right, because he loves you even though you are with one of his closest friends and he wants to take you away from Namjoon and he can’t stop. He’s tried to do what you’re doing, will away the feelings but he can’t. As an alternative, he keeps them trapped inside and let’s them shatter him.

You’re good at ignoring feelings, good at playing oblivious, good at walking around like nothing is wrong. Namjoon met you when you worked as a cashier at a restaurant he would frequent to pick up food for him and the boys. From there on it was like you were everywhere. He disliked people who didn’t seem to have a care in the world, and he thought you were one of them. It took Namjoon a while to be able to see through your cold and closed off front. Until one day, he saw a heartbreaking, regretful look on your face when you didn’t have cash to buy a candy bar for a little kid’s fundraiser. He realized then that it’s not that you don’t care, it’s that you care far too much.

He bought the box of candy from the kid and gave it to you. You asked him what can you do for him in return and he had blurted out your number. With a mocking laugh but an undeniable blush on your cheeks you gave it to him. Ever since, you have been but soft towards him and the people he loves. Only throwing the occasional shade when you feel like they are getting out of hand, making him love you even more and earning Yoongi’s eternal respect.

So when a fan somehow manages to record one of yours and Hoseok’s latest dance practices and posts it on youtube all seven of them can sense you withdrawing into yourself. Namjoon doesn’t understand why, you have a mask on so you’re not recognizable and you nail the moves perfectly. Better than him. Heck, Jimin praised you for days. It isn’t until Koreaboo somehow finds out that the person in the video is you that he begins to take you more seriously, especially because fans start shipping you with Hoseok. You have a foot out the door and move the other more and more each day. It makes him anxious, he doesn’t want you to leave. And as each day passes, he doesn’t understand why Hoseok hasn’t insisted on BigHit releasing a refusal statement.

Another week goes by, Namjoon and Hoseok are alone in the dorm. Purposefully done by the others because the tension has been suffocating. “Why aren’t you asking for BigHit to refute the rumours? Why are you letting our fans call you and Y/n soulmates, dance partners for life, the perfect two? Y/N is mine!” Namjoon yells out in anger and betrayal.

“I know that! Believe me, I know that! But I love her and I know she feels something for me too!” Hoseok desperately cries. He has finally broken.

Namjoon’s chokes on his own tears. The words hurt even if he doesn’t believe them. “Ho…How do you know?”

Hoseok collapses on his knees, in shame and in guilt. He can’t look into his friend’s eyes when he quietly tells him, “I kissed her and she kissed back. Twice.”

Namjoon storms out of the dorm, he can’t believe, refuses to believe, he needs to hear you say that it didn’t happen. The fear of it being all true crushes his soul. The tears in his eyes blind him but his feet have the path to your apartment memorized. He gets to your door and knocks, but the sound of it echos within the apartment. He does it again, the results are the same. That’s when he knows that it’s true. That you took the next step out of the door and left, to go pretend like nothing is wrong. He sits against the door, feeling just as empty as the apartment you left behind.

Originally posted by joonie-bts

*Seokjin* | *Yoongi* | *Hoseok* | *Jimin* | *Taehyung* | *Jungkook*

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Habits of my Heart: Chapter 6

If you guys couldn’t already tell, this story is pretty much based on real-time events, but eventually I will have to change up some details to make it fit with where I’m heading. Anyways, James is back in this chapter! And if you liked Bonner and Sharna’s partnership, just a disclaimer that this is how I perceived their season together… and let’s just say that there’s a reason why I don’t give him much or any dialogue. Also! I made sure to include a small cameo from one of my favorite partners Sharna had ✌️All other chapters can be found in my tags! 

Chapter 6.
Following Peta’s advice proved to be much harder than she’d anticipated. She and Bonner worked hard on their Wreck-It-Ralph performance, and it frustrated them that the judges scores didn’t reflect that. She was happy that the producers finally seemed to have given up on the whole showmance idea. Although that didn’t stop people from wanted them to date, which was honestly some of the tamer things people wanted them to do together.

It was getting more and more difficult to hold her tongue with all the ridiculous comments she’d come across this season. It seemed that at this point, no matter what she did, there would always be someone who’d find something wrong with it. Whether it was showing too much support, showing too little support, not spending enough time in rehearsals, not liking all his posts, people saying they should have gone home weeks ago, people saying that she hasn’t been trying hard enough to be a good partner when really, none of them had any clue just how exhausted she was, trying to make this a positive experience for him. 

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This. Yes. Dance is, once again, an important metaphor for life.

To me, I see trust as a series of layers. In dance partnering there’s the physical: aura, tactile, muscular, and skeletal, but before you even get to that point you have to explore the mental and emotional layers of trust. The association between moments of physical and emotional trust.

You have to Appreciate both the physical and mental work these cirque performers have done. There’s certainly more than meets the eye, and as most things are, it’s an ongoing process.
ballroom dancer vs. non-dancer opinions on Ballroom e Youkoso

Ever since I got into bey, I’ve been trying (with some success) to make all of my friends read the manga. It’s rather interesting to see what reactions they have, and how dancers and non-dancers have wildly different reactions to various characters. 

Tatara is by far the most controversial character, which makes sense given that he is the main character and is continuously changing and growing as a dancer. His partnership with Chinatsu is pretty polarizing–one of my non-dancer friends said that they wished Chinatsu would stop being stubborn and “just follow Tatara,” while a dancer friend thought Tatara was too self-centered and arrogant after dancing with two of the best followers in the country. I think the dancers tend to relate more to Chinatsu’s struggles, and Tatara…really does get exceptionally lucky sometimes, at least in terms of competition results. 

Another fun person to talk about is Gaju. More specifically, that time he left his little sister in the dust to steal Shizuku away to be his partner. Many dancers totally get why he left Mako; partnering is always a struggle no matter what level of dancer you are, and Gaju is a very good dancer who saw a chance and took it. Compared to Mako, Shizuku is definitely a significant “upgrade” in terms of skill in maturity, and a dancer as good as her wouldn’t have been left partnerless for long even if the Akagi siblings hadn’t appeared. Some non-dancers thought that it was an extremely cruel and callous move on Gaju’s part, but in reality, not all dancers are concerned about being nice people. Everyone has different competitive goals, and some individuals are willing to do anything in order to achieve their goals. 

(Also, at the end of the Tenpei Cup arc, we see that both Tatara and Mako have made huge improvements in their dance–especially Mako. She ends up becoming a dancer who can stand as an equal to her brother on the competition floor, and even outside audience members notice this. So the partner swap wasn’t 100% awful! Even in real life, dancing with other people who are not your normal partner is a very good exercise in refining lead/follow skills and figuring out what things you have to work on alone.)

Shizuku tends to get cast aside as a too-perfect, Mary-Sue-type character, and I think that’s a little bit unfair to her. Sure, she may have gotten a head start on dancing, and she has a ton of resources (coaching, dresses, etc) at her disposal, but there’s a reason she’s the best: she’s been practicing and working hard for a long, long time. You don’t reach that level without a lot of work, and there really aren’t any shortcuts to her level of skill. She’s not “too OP”–she’s a champion dancer that other dancers aspire to/are jealous of/etc, but everyone ultimately respects her because she’s simply that good. The entire Tenpei Cup arc was about beating her, not Gaju.

…anyways, these are just some things I’ve noticed as more people read and react to bey. Anyone else have thoughts?

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For NaNoWriMo, could you please do "Are you drunk?" for Enjonine? ^^ Lots and lots of hugs <3

“I was a dancer once,” he continues to rant. “I was good, too. I was the master of the pas de deux. I could lift the girls so high. So high. They reached the stars!” 

What the hell is going on?

“Are you drunk?” she has to ask, peering into Gabriel’s eyes. 

He seems a little less intensely focused than he usually is, and his red cheeks are a dead giveaway. Someone has been sneaking him alcohol, because the Amis just love it when straight-laced Gabriel Enjolras gets loose and jokey and all around fun. 

“Bahorel made me fizzy drinks,” Gabriel is just so damn adorable like this. “With fruit. For vitamins. So I can stay strong and lift girls if I want to. Like you. You’re skinny. I could dance with you.” 

Sober Enjolras doesn’t dance. He doesn’t know how - or at least, he says he doesn’t know how to dance. Or just that he doesn’t. 

“I’m sure you could,” she has to placate him. 

“I’ll prove it,” he puts down his cocktail. “Someone play my song!” 

Courf is laughing in the corner, settling in for the show he thinks is about to start. R and Jehan usually hold dominion over the tunes, just so Feuilly can’t do another polka night, but they’re willing to relinquish their powers just to see Drunk!Jolras embarrass himself again. 

At least, that’s what they’re hoping will happen when they play that damned song from Dirty Dancing. 

They have no idea that Eponine loves the movie. It’s cheesy and ridiculous, but she’s wanted her own hottie dance partner for basically all of her life, so. Yeah. 

“Bring it,” she dares Enjolras, while Combeferre starts clearing the space around them. “I’m ready.” 

Seriously, Ferre is the only sensible person around, and they’re all so damn lucky to have him around to fix their messes. Plus, since he’s in med school, he’ll be around to fix the impending boo-boos. 

“I was born ready,” Enjolras announces. 

Actually, he was probably born a stick in the mud, but she is not going to tell him that. Not when he is about to actually touch her, lifting her over his head and maybe even gripping the bare skin between her tank top and her shorts. 

Even if she falls on her face, this will still be the greatest thing. She’s been into this idiot for years now - he’s the only guy she’s been too scared to make a move on. 

“Lift me,” she tells him, just before she runs towards him. 

She leaps and he catches her and it’s a beautiful metaphor for about twenty seconds, until they both lose their balance and end up in a heap on the floor. 

The next morning, she can still feel the heat of his fingers on her skin.