or #31, ninette!
31. In awe, the first time you realised it (DJ/dancer au)
The first time Nino sees her, he is thunderstruck.
She’s just one of many in the packed club, dancing under the flashing neon lights. The crowd moves like a churning ocean, eventually pushing her right up close to the shores of his DJ table- and for a tiny, infinite second, he can see the gleaming ribbons fluttering from her pigtails, the red crop top riding up her toned abs, the wild excitement sparking her electric blue eyes.
He guesses her to be a dance major from the nearby college, because the way she moves is utterly mesmerizing. Confidence shapes the way she dances as she twists and turns, but it’s her precise musicality that seems to reshape the very flow of his song. Each pulsing beat of his mix rolls through her in an undulating current, inspiring the vivid excitement and vibrant exhilaration expressed in even her smallest gestures.
His music suddenly feels fuller, richer, by the way it moves through her.
The crowd shifts and turns. She flashes Nino a heart-stopping grin before diving back into the depths of the dance floor, disappearing from his sight. His mic is halfway to his mouth before he realizes he shouldn’t stop this set just to call her back. He doesn’t even know her name.
He keeps the beats rolling through the night, and hopes she’ll come back to him again.