Pretending to resist Rochelle was a lot harder than he originally planned it to be. He was hyperaware of her every move, and after their meeting in the bathroom that morning, he had pulled Minho aside, wondering what he could do in the position he was in. It was odd to turn to advice from the dongsaeng, but Onew didn’t want to tell the others yet, and knew most of their fans regarded Minho as the most romantic. He didn’t want to give up hope on getting with Rochelle, but he was avoiding being obvious about his feelings, as she had already hurt his pride enough the night before with that. He thought he wasn’t going to be able to pull himself together in time to see the brunette again, but he had somehow managed, and Minho had given him the only advice he could think of.

Now he was trying to make the girl realise what she was giving up on, even though he didn’t really know how to go about it. Onew hadn’t needed to flirt with someone before, but then again he had never found someone to be interested in. It was foreign ground to be standing on, and he found the whole process daunting. Throughout the day he had done little things, a well placed smile, or gaze in her direction and he could tell it was affecting her. She would stop whatever she was doing and look like she was struggling to breathe for a minute or two, before he’d release her from the spell. He almost felt awful for rendering her in such a weak position, but a part of him was satisfied that he could affect her. It meant to him that she did feel at least something for him.

After the charity event at the children’s hospital SHINee had another scheduled time in the practise room with their choreographer. Onew wasn’t sure how he would take being in the place where they had shared their first kiss again, but he managed to stay distracted by their practise than focussing on the two girls in the corner chatting. They could have gone home but Taemin promised to show Kate some of the ‘Juliette’ moves after their own workout, and so for an hour Onew vaguely watched the pair. Something had changed since they had arrived, and he found that it was him that ended up breathless at Rochelle’s smiles before he could shoot her one. So by the time they were finished, Onew was feeling constantly out of breath – and not just from dancing.

“That was a great workout guys!” Kate exclaimed, coming over to them all. Onew nodded and in some air, lifting his tee up and wiping the sweat off of his face.  When he dropped the end of his tee he noticed Rochelle had been watching his exposed body, and felt a little embarrassed for not thinking it through.

“So Taemin, show us these moves,” Rochelle suggested, walking over to them. “Once you’ve had a break of course.”

“I’m good to go,” the younger boy said with a grin and Onew was surprised to see Rochelle happily join in.

“Noona, you’re going to try too?” Jonghyun enquired and Rochelle nodded.

“Why not, I feel like I’m being lazy.”

“This is going to be either great or disastrous,” Key teased with a laugh. “Either way I’m so watching.”

“Let’s do this,” Taemin announced, going over to the stereo and changing the song choice to Juliette. They did a run through of the first moves and Onew stood with Minho watching on. Key and Jonghyun helped Taemin, unable to just rest for a bit.

“Is it working Onew?” the taller boy asked and he nodded at the dongsaeng.

“She’s picked up on it though, and started doing it back to me.”

Minho laughed. “I thought she might do that.”

“And you think its okay?!” Onew exclaimed at the chuckling boy.

“Well, its fair isn’t it; you’re doing it to her.”

“That’s true.” He laughed as Key tried to help Rochelle do the arm sequence whilst twisting her legs out and she fell onto the boy, laughter erupting around the practise room.

“You’re trying to kill me!” Key stated loudly and made sure Rochelle had her balance before letting her go. “Try again.”

“We might have to go to the hospital tonight with her bad luck and falling,” Minho pointed out and Onew rolled his eyes.

“She’s not that bad.”

“Maybe you ought to help her instead of Key?”

Onew snapped his eyes to Minho’s face and then shook his head. “Are you trying to give me heart failure? Then we will be going to the emergency room!”

“You really like her,” Minho stated and Onew blushed.

“Yeah, I really do.”

“So you’ll have to dance with her one day,” Minho continued, shoving him forward. Onew gave the boy a look and then walked feebly over to the dancers. “I’m going to go raid the drink machine downstairs, who wants to come with me?”

Key stopped moving and nodded enthusiastically. “Best that we do take a break.”

“Yeah, I’m already thirsty!” Kate added, and everyone walked over to the doors apart from Onew and Rochelle. He couldn’t help but laugh at Minho’s subtle attempt to get them alone.

Rochelle was aware of it too and looked at the doors before glancing at him. “Did you two plan that?”

“Yet again Minho is trying to help me,” Onew announced and Rochelle smirked.

“With what exactly?” she asked innocently and then moved towards the stereo. “Hm, so while they’re away I’ll do some dancing that I can actually attempt without falling over.”

“Is any dancing safe for you?” he joked and Rochelle shot him a look. “Alright, show me what you’ve got then.”

“I will,” she challenged, grinning as Big Bang sounded around the room. She came over to his side and started shaking her hips, dancing around him cheekily. Onew took a deep breath and then joined her, the pair dancing together, using their hips predominantly. They laughed and then Rochelle started singing to Number 1, her voice driving his breathing up a notch. He held out his hand for her to take and she grabbed it, Onew pulling her towards him. Rochelle raised an eyebrow at him in surprise.

“And you keep calling me pure,” he mentioned with a grin and Rochelle laughed.

“Ah, well you do surprise me. What was up with flashing me this morning? Payback?”

Onew shook his head. “You did happen to arrive when I was dressing, what was I meant to do?”

“Not lean out around the bathroom door perhaps?” Rochelle said and then went back to singing.

“Stop that, the lyrics are distracting,” he told her and she stepped away from him.

“Ooh, and you haven’t tried to distract me all day. Tofu knows how to flirt!”

“You’re not completely innocent.”

Rochelle smirked. “I never implied that I was.”

He was shocked at her confidence and blinked rapidly, feeling his cheeks heat up again. She tried doing the dance Key had been trying to show her and managed to pull it off, but let out a cry of pain. Onew stopped dancing as she stumbled to the ground, reaching for her ankle.

“Are you okay?!” he asked as he knelt down beside her, his eyes wide with fright.

“Ow, ow, ow!” she cried, and Onew reached for her foot, easing it out of the shoe. He could already see the swelling around her ankle forming. “I’m so clumsy!”

“You slipped that’s all, we all do it.” He inspected the area and then glanced up at her. “Do you reckon you can put some weight through it?”

Rochelle didn’t answer his question; instead she grabbed a chunk of his top and dragged him towards her, kissing him heavily a moment later. It wasn’t a long kiss but he could feel the passion exploding from her lips and it left him breathless. He crashed his lips back down on hers again after some air, unable to control himself enough to stop. When he did, he blushed deeply, although Rochelle smiled up at him.

“Don’t be embarrassed, that was nice.”

“I know, but this is all new to me, you’ll have to take it slow,” he told her and then glanced at her ankle. “So do you think you can stand?”

“I don’t know, help me up.” He took her hands in his and hoisted her up, Rochelle shifting her weight onto the foot before gasping in pain. “Nope!”

“What’s going on in here?” Taemin asked as the doors opened and Onew sighed at the return of everyone. He had forgotten they weren’t completely alone.

“Rochelle’s injured herself; we need to take her to a doctor.”

“I should be just fine with an icepack,” she stubbornly suggested, but Onew shook his head.

“I’m taking you to a doctor.”

“God Chelle, can’t leave you alone, can we?” Kate teased and the brunette smiled weakly. Kate softened her expression and came over to rub her back gently. “Don’t cry babe, it’s probably just a sprained ankle.”\

Onew looked at Rochelle and then bent down. “Climb on my back.”

“I’m too heavy to carry!” she exclaimed but slung her arms around his neck, Onew grabbing her bare legs and hoisting her up.

“I told you tonight would end disastrously!” Key exclaimed, trying not to laugh with Jonghyun.

“Not completely,” Rochelle murmured into his ear as Onew made his way to the exit and he couldn’t help but grin. Even with the upcoming ER visit, he couldn’t have asked for a better ending to his night.