The Best
Title: The Best
Author: subreadja
Rating: PG
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Jessica
Summary: And I was like 'BAYBEH! BAYBEH! BAYBEH~ OHHHHH!'
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"You're sure you're not his boyfriend?"
Hyukjae's jaw sets firmly and Jessica is thrown into a fit of giggles, barely covering the sound of her beating her new ballet slippers against the cement in an attempt to break them in. Her lucky pair were finally ready to be retired, taped and retaped beyond recognition, and were now settled neatly on a hook above her bed.
"You know you're like the 100th person who's asked me that?" He says through clenched teeth, darkened patches of fabric clinging to his chest from sweating as he breathes in the cool evening air.
Jessica smirks knowingly. "I'm just saying...You two would be cute together. I mean once he called while you were warming up and I peeked at the screen. 'Boo Bear'? Seriously? Here. Jump on these." She commands, easily shifting into another line of thought as she sets the pointe shoes down in front of where he was standing.
Hyukjae awards her with a feigned look of annoyance before obliging with a quiet, "Sure. I definitely won't roll my ankle this way," as he begins jumping up and down on top of them. "And anyway, Henry did that cause he thought it was funny. I changed it back to normal."
"Oh?" Jess grins, reaching over into the front pocket of his duffle bag, slipping his phone out and unlocking it easily before punching in the first few digits of Donghae's number, letting out a cackle when she sees what "normal" is. "So 'Hetero Life Mate' is better...I see. I see." She carefully sets his phone back into his bag as Hyukjae mutters an accusatory, "Donghae..."
"I don't think it's Donghae's fault. Your phone is like super easy to break into. The password is 'password'... I mean come on. How hard is it to remember one password man?" She asks, and sets her hand on his shoulder gently to get him to stop jumping. "This is taking too long. I'm just going to slam them in a door."
He steps away from her shoes so she can pick them up, testing their softness with a pinch of the box tip. "You can always use a bit of rubbing alcohol and water," He offers, before picking up his bag again and holding the door back into dance studio open for her, Jess huffing with impatience and heading in. He waits a moment, following her to the storage closet where she sits down in front of it, opening it just a bit to fit the boxes of her shoes slightly inside, preparing to press the door against them. "This will ruin them faster you know. Just do the-" He's cut off by the slam of the door, wincing slightly. "And anyway, why'd you ask?" He decides to help her out, leaning against the door to put more weight on it.
"Oh!" Her demeanor shifting into something a bit happier immediately. "Cause I wanted to ask you to be my date to an event. If you're not too busy. And if your boyfriend allows." She pulls the pointe shoes out of the doorway unexpectly, and Hyuk's full weight slams the door into place, shoulder first, with a hiss.
"Ow! A little warning next ti-HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" And glares when Jess simply grins in reponse, testing the softness with her grip before moving to put them on, seeing if they're a better fit. "And what about you? What about your dance partner? You know...what's-his-face?"
"Jinjja... You know his name. And Taemin...while adorable and lovely," She hesitates just a bit as she stands up after securing the shoes, hand automatically reaching for his shoulder to steady herself. "He's a bit young for me." She punctuates this with a perfect pointe, lifting one leg behind her and leaning forward, getting a feel for the shoe.
"Ouch. Someone just got friend zoned."
Jess smiles softly, shifting her weight to do the same with the other shoe, testing the softness with a few lifts here and there, moving her ankles carefully as only years of training could teach someone. "Also...I called your phone right after the 'Boo Bear' thing. My name came up as 'The Best' and I died a little inside. What does that even mean. But only tell me if it's something really good so my hopes aren't crushed. In fact, make up something really good right now."
His cheeks go red and he stumbles back a bit, almost making her go unsteady but catching her just as she starts to fall, slipping as he does and feeling her much smaller frame land directly on top of him on the studio floor. He gasps, only slightly winded but looking down to check and make sure she's okay first. "W-What? Are you okay? I'm sorry. I-" Jess cuts him off for the millionth time tonight, pressing a soft, quick kiss to the corner of his mouth and slipping away from him, leaving him there to take off the broken in slippers and replacing them with what she called her civilian shoes.
"So anyway, our date is at 7 on Saturday night. Wear something nice and be there on time but expect me to run a little late because I'm a girl and get distracted by silly things like hair and makeup and wearing the right thing."
He can only sit there, dumbfounded, and nodding stupidly at Jessica's smirk. She really was the best.
When she's at the door, having packed up, and all ready to leave, he's still on the floor. He does manage, however, to call out weakly, "Hair down. I never see you with your hair down. Do that...for our date."
Jessica pauses for a moment, as if thinking about it and for a moment Hyukjae wonders if she even heard him. Then she giggles and nods. "Ne! Okay. I'll wear my hair down just this once. See you tomorrow in class." And with that, she's gone.
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A few weeks later, while Jess is taking a break and Hyukjae is carefully guiding one of their students' legs into the right position, she takes a peek at his phone. The password is different now, but J3551C4 is a smart enough cookie to figure that out too. She scrolls down to her number, smiling when she sees 'The Best Girlfriend' before going to a different menu.
When they're on their next date and Justin Bieber's Baby starts playing at top volume from his phone, spaghetti almost comes out of her nose.
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Bunny. I had to google the lyrics to this song. And I almost listened to it in its entirety.
u___u;;
The things I do for you...
Author: subreadja
Rating: PG
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Jessica
Summary: And I was like 'BAYBEH! BAYBEH! BAYBEH~ OHHHHH!'
*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~*
"You're sure you're not his boyfriend?"
Hyukjae's jaw sets firmly and Jessica is thrown into a fit of giggles, barely covering the sound of her beating her new ballet slippers against the cement in an attempt to break them in. Her lucky pair were finally ready to be retired, taped and retaped beyond recognition, and were now settled neatly on a hook above her bed.
"You know you're like the 100th person who's asked me that?" He says through clenched teeth, darkened patches of fabric clinging to his chest from sweating as he breathes in the cool evening air.
Jessica smirks knowingly. "I'm just saying...You two would be cute together. I mean once he called while you were warming up and I peeked at the screen. 'Boo Bear'? Seriously? Here. Jump on these." She commands, easily shifting into another line of thought as she sets the pointe shoes down in front of where he was standing.
Hyukjae awards her with a feigned look of annoyance before obliging with a quiet, "Sure. I definitely won't roll my ankle this way," as he begins jumping up and down on top of them. "And anyway, Henry did that cause he thought it was funny. I changed it back to normal."
"Oh?" Jess grins, reaching over into the front pocket of his duffle bag, slipping his phone out and unlocking it easily before punching in the first few digits of Donghae's number, letting out a cackle when she sees what "normal" is. "So 'Hetero Life Mate' is better...I see. I see." She carefully sets his phone back into his bag as Hyukjae mutters an accusatory, "Donghae..."
"I don't think it's Donghae's fault. Your phone is like super easy to break into. The password is 'password'... I mean come on. How hard is it to remember one password man?" She asks, and sets her hand on his shoulder gently to get him to stop jumping. "This is taking too long. I'm just going to slam them in a door."
He steps away from her shoes so she can pick them up, testing their softness with a pinch of the box tip. "You can always use a bit of rubbing alcohol and water," He offers, before picking up his bag again and holding the door back into dance studio open for her, Jess huffing with impatience and heading in. He waits a moment, following her to the storage closet where she sits down in front of it, opening it just a bit to fit the boxes of her shoes slightly inside, preparing to press the door against them. "This will ruin them faster you know. Just do the-" He's cut off by the slam of the door, wincing slightly. "And anyway, why'd you ask?" He decides to help her out, leaning against the door to put more weight on it.
"Oh!" Her demeanor shifting into something a bit happier immediately. "Cause I wanted to ask you to be my date to an event. If you're not too busy. And if your boyfriend allows." She pulls the pointe shoes out of the doorway unexpectly, and Hyuk's full weight slams the door into place, shoulder first, with a hiss.
"Ow! A little warning next ti-HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" And glares when Jess simply grins in reponse, testing the softness with her grip before moving to put them on, seeing if they're a better fit. "And what about you? What about your dance partner? You know...what's-his-face?"
"Jinjja... You know his name. And Taemin...while adorable and lovely," She hesitates just a bit as she stands up after securing the shoes, hand automatically reaching for his shoulder to steady herself. "He's a bit young for me." She punctuates this with a perfect pointe, lifting one leg behind her and leaning forward, getting a feel for the shoe.
"Ouch. Someone just got friend zoned."
Jess smiles softly, shifting her weight to do the same with the other shoe, testing the softness with a few lifts here and there, moving her ankles carefully as only years of training could teach someone. "Also...I called your phone right after the 'Boo Bear' thing. My name came up as 'The Best' and I died a little inside. What does that even mean. But only tell me if it's something really good so my hopes aren't crushed. In fact, make up something really good right now."
His cheeks go red and he stumbles back a bit, almost making her go unsteady but catching her just as she starts to fall, slipping as he does and feeling her much smaller frame land directly on top of him on the studio floor. He gasps, only slightly winded but looking down to check and make sure she's okay first. "W-What? Are you okay? I'm sorry. I-" Jess cuts him off for the millionth time tonight, pressing a soft, quick kiss to the corner of his mouth and slipping away from him, leaving him there to take off the broken in slippers and replacing them with what she called her civilian shoes.
"So anyway, our date is at 7 on Saturday night. Wear something nice and be there on time but expect me to run a little late because I'm a girl and get distracted by silly things like hair and makeup and wearing the right thing."
He can only sit there, dumbfounded, and nodding stupidly at Jessica's smirk. She really was the best.
When she's at the door, having packed up, and all ready to leave, he's still on the floor. He does manage, however, to call out weakly, "Hair down. I never see you with your hair down. Do that...for our date."
Jessica pauses for a moment, as if thinking about it and for a moment Hyukjae wonders if she even heard him. Then she giggles and nods. "Ne! Okay. I'll wear my hair down just this once. See you tomorrow in class." And with that, she's gone.
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A few weeks later, while Jess is taking a break and Hyukjae is carefully guiding one of their students' legs into the right position, she takes a peek at his phone. The password is different now, but J3551C4 is a smart enough cookie to figure that out too. She scrolls down to her number, smiling when she sees 'The Best Girlfriend' before going to a different menu.
When they're on their next date and Justin Bieber's Baby starts playing at top volume from his phone, spaghetti almost comes out of her nose.
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Bunny. I had to google the lyrics to this song. And I almost listened to it in its entirety.
u___u;;
The things I do for you...