Guess know u see him for real Like sometimes if I focus real hard I can tell when someone's lying With people like him I don't even have to try It's all he fucking does
maybe i'm remembering the dreams, you might be right
see you soon
[And Teddie arrives there - slowly but surely. He feels like he needs to make sure he's not being watched or stalked still, but... well, he still feels like he needs to hang out with Dom regardless of how other people feel about it. Is that reckless? Probably. He lets himself into the studio, sipping on an iced coffee, sunglasses on his head. He's here for the show.]
[ He's feeling a little hyperaware, worried someone will walk in and his reaction will immediately give away that he was expecting someone else, when the whole point was to be by himself. That's the other part: what excuse does he give when someone wonders what he's doing at the dance studio?
He sees Teddie and that's all gone. The smile is small but genuine, closing the distance between them to kiss his ... what are they at this point? One hand stays on Teddie's arm, thumb rubbing back and forth. Dom's got a baggy shirt and pants, squeaky clean sneakers he wears just for this. ]
[Teddie leans into the kiss, hand up to cup Dom's cheek before letting go. He feels that same sense of alertness - only he's worried about people walking in on them. He's in his usual casual attire, a button down t-shirt and jeans, with clunky black boots to contrast Dom's room appropriate choice.]
I'm glad too. I don't like being alone very much... I guess you already know about that.
[The needy side of him. Which, yes, did overlap with slutty. But he doesn't feel like Dom'll point that part out right now.]
Yeah. I'm trying to, I don't know. Find stuff I enjoy doing again that's not just getting fucking drunk. But no one's supposed to know I do this, so... it's a whole operation 'n shit.
[ Why is he so embarrassed of being seen dancing? He just thinks it's perfect ammunition to be used to humiliate him, he supposes. ]
[ That just gets a flat expression from Dom, staring up at Teddie before he looks down and grabs the hem of the other man's shirt, lifting enough to show his abs. ]
Sure.
[ And he drops the shirt. That may not have been purely just to stare at Teddie's body, but it was a pleasant refresher. ]
Even the hottest of Gods sometimes suffers from two left feet, you know.
[He might exaggerate it but to Theo - dancing is in many ways different to him than say lifting a paintbrush. He has to think about it, outside of the general wedding sways. God forbid you ask him to do something creative - he'll leave that to Dom. But he is pretty charmed by getting to spend some time with him.]
[ One playfully dismissive mhm later, Dom grabs Teddie's shirt next, dragging him to the center of the floor, facing the mirror. Exercise after exercise, he shows him which muscles to stretch and rotate for the warm-up, pausing every now and then for any corrections or encouragement. Minutes later, he decides they're done. ]
[Teasing, because he found himself having fun - following Dom's lead, watching him more in the mirror for the fun of it than to mimic but he prides himself on not doing too terribly. He will, however, sit down. But he'll clasp Dom's hand for a second first.]
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Like sometimes if I focus real hard I can tell when someone's lying
With people like him I don't even have to try
It's all he fucking does
Do u think u might be having those dreams again?
I'll see u in a bit
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see you soon
[And Teddie arrives there - slowly but surely. He feels like he needs to make sure he's not being watched or stalked still, but... well, he still feels like he needs to hang out with Dom regardless of how other people feel about it. Is that reckless? Probably. He lets himself into the studio, sipping on an iced coffee, sunglasses on his head. He's here for the show.]
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He sees Teddie and that's all gone. The smile is small but genuine, closing the distance between them to kiss his ... what are they at this point? One hand stays on Teddie's arm, thumb rubbing back and forth. Dom's got a baggy shirt and pants, squeaky clean sneakers he wears just for this. ]
Glad you came over.
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I'm glad too. I don't like being alone very much... I guess you already know about that.
[The needy side of him. Which, yes, did overlap with slutty. But he doesn't feel like Dom'll point that part out right now.]
Are you uh, practicing?
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[ Why is he so embarrassed of being seen dancing? He just thinks it's perfect ammunition to be used to humiliate him, he supposes. ]
Wanna do some warm-ups with me?
[ Even though Teddie's wearing jeans. ]
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[Teddie says, setting down what's in his pockets; skeptical of his own participation, but willing to walk a few steps closer.]
If you expect any athletic prowess, you're going to be disappointed.
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Sure.
[ And he drops the shirt. That may not have been purely just to stare at Teddie's body, but it was a pleasant refresher. ]
It's easy stuff. Come on.
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[He might exaggerate it but to Theo - dancing is in many ways different to him than say lifting a paintbrush. He has to think about it, outside of the general wedding sways. God forbid you ask him to do something creative - he'll leave that to Dom. But he is pretty charmed by getting to spend some time with him.]
Show me what to do, I'll do my best.
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Okay, you can sit down if you want.
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[Teasing, because he found himself having fun - following Dom's lead, watching him more in the mirror for the fun of it than to mimic but he prides himself on not doing too terribly. He will, however, sit down. But he'll clasp Dom's hand for a second first.]
Show off a bit, show me some of your routine?