[ONESHOT] Troll and the Douche
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I have no idea why I wrote this. LOL.
This was the result of the constant replaying of 'Trouble Maker' at 3 in the morning. Go figure. xD
Inspired by music - Trouble Maker by Hyuna&Hyunseung
Foreword
“Come on, you’re making this up.”
“No, I’m not.” Henry dabbed the towel on his forehead and took a swing of water while Amber sat on the floor of the dance studio, staring at him with a raised eyebrow. “But you’re a dude! You can’t possibly beat Hyuna at moving ily. She is the best of the best.”
“Sorry to say but my moves are better than hers as acknowledged by a random stranger.” He smirked and sat down next to her. “I was at a club with some friends when they dared me to dance Hyuna’s part in the chorus of Troublemaker. They got the DJ to play it and my friends made a bet that if I do it, they’ll treat me to whatever meal that I wish and also pay for the drinks of every clubber in the house.”
“Now, I couldn’t miss that opportunity and I agreed. You should have seen their faces when they realized that they’ll be going home with their pockets lighter.” Henry chuckled. “Anyway, back to my point. As I was walking back from the stage, I overheard someone commenting that I was even ier than Hyuna.”
“I don’t believe you man.” Amber slapped his arm and threw her head back in laughter. “The girl who said it was probably not in her right mind at the time.”
“Ahah! That was the best part. It wasn’t a girl who said it.” She immediately stopped laughing and widened her eyes at him. “What?”
“I turned around and saw this guy giving me a wink when I caught his eye and he his lips..” Henry laughed awkwardly while Amber was doing the exact opposite, clapping her hands while rocking back and forth with her hair whipping all over the place. “Daebak!”
“A man winked at you?! Henry! What club did you exactly stepped into?” Amber massaged her tummy, hoping to ease the laughter induced ache which left her gasping for air. “Was it a gay club? No wonder all eyes were on you.”
“No! Why would I enter a gay club with friends??” Henry exclaimed, staring at her incredulously through the reflection of the dance studio’s mirrors. “Just admit that you’re interested in men.” He closed his eyes and groaned while Amber continues to . “Never knew that there was this side of you. What else are you keeping from me that you’re not telling?” A hand flew to as she expressed an exaggerated mixture of shock and worry, and whispered. “Henry, you’re a celebrity. You can’t be going around with a boyfriend. The media and fandom will freak!” He opened his mouth to retaliate but was cut short by her.
“Actually, the latter wouldn’t mind that much if you’re dating one of the Suju oppas. The international fans, that is.” Amber grinned and pushed herself off the ground, holding out a hand to him. “It’s okay. I’ll keep your secret. The management doesn’t need to know about this.” She winked.
“That was a load of crap that just spewed out of your mouth.” Henry slapped away her hand and got to his feet without her help. “Aww, don’t be like this chipmunk.” Amber laughed at him when he cringed at her poking his cheek. “Can you stop calling me that? I’m not one.” He hissed.
“Well, you are to me ever since you demonstrated your ‘skill’,” She finger quoted. “By stuffing 20 mini tomatoes in your mouth.” She skipped over to her backpack and pulled out her phone while Henry corrected her. “18. It was 18 mini tomatoes. I shouldn’t have told you about it.”
“Too bad.” She stuck her tongue at him without looking up from her phone. “So you’re admitting that you’re gay? Because you don’t seem to be defending yourself.”
“That’s because I’m mature enough to know that it isn’t worth talking to a troll.” Henry jammed the red LA cap on his head and turned the tongue to the back before practicing his dance moves in front of the mirror. “Look who is talking, douche.” Amber retorted. She smiled evilly to herself when she found the song that she had been searching.
“Amber.” He groaned as whistles echoed throughout the dance studio. “Show me the ‘y’ dance move that caught the guy’s attention. I’ll be the judge.” Amber was having fun at teasing him and she stood at the side of the room with her arms crossed, waiting for Henry to start. “Go on. It’s almost at the chorus.”
Henry groaned another time before giving in and got into position. Amber snickered when the chorus came on and she watched him go through the choreo where he rolls his hips effortlessly from right to left before extending an arm out like a diva. A smile appeared on his face when she cheered like a wild fangirl, screaming ‘You’re so hot oppa!’ before turning to the side pretending to gag. Henry also sniggered when her attempt to wolf whistle failed miserably, which came out sounding more like a balloon deflating than anything close to a whistle.
Soon, Henry began to relax and let his body move to the music rather than restraining himself and he grinned when Amber joined him in the next chorus. Amber came up from behind and rested her hand on his hip as she danced Hyunseung’s part while Henry danced Hyuna’s. Both of them laughed as they moved around each other comfortably, amused over their reversed roles.
Henry then held his arm out haughtily without looking at her and she giggled for god knows what reason even though it was part of the choreography. Probably it’s because he’s taking Hyuna’s part too seriously, she laughed inwardly. Amber grabbed his wrist and traces her eyes down his arm then to his face when she was caught by surprise at the end of it. Henry’s face was supposed to deviate away in the last minute as though he was avoiding her but he remained in position and their lips met.
She dropped his wrist in shock and he cupped her face, leaning into her as he kisses her deeply while rubbing his thumb across her cheek. Amber remained as stiff as a statue before recovering from the surprise and her arms s around his neck, pulling him closer.
They broke apart when the door to the dance studio opened and her manager stumbled in with piles of garment bags in his arms. She sigh in relieve when she realizes that her manager couldn’t have possibly seen them kissing since the garment bags was obstructing his view. “Amber-ya, let’s go. We’re already behind schedule.” He mumbled behind the bags and left the room but not before shouting his last instruction. “If I don’t see you in the van by five minutes, you’re dead.”
“He’s scary.” Henry said and was able to breathe easily once again after the door had shut behind her manager. “Nah, he’s actually a huge teddy bear. He wouldn’t hurt me.” Amber laughed and stood on her toes, her lips inching closer to his and Henry closes his eyes with a grin on his face.
He was expecting the pair of lips on his but she kissed his cheek instead and walked away, picking up her bag along her way out.
“You’re a troll for a girlfriend, do you know that Amber?” Henry half-laughed, half-shouted at her retreating back and she turned around, walking backwards towards the door. “I know!” She grinned and waved to him before leaving for her next schedule.
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