idol!james x choreographer!f!reader
synopsis ⨾ ⋅.˳˳.⋅’˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳ you were looking forward to another late night alone at the dance studio after a tiresome practise with the boys until james disturbs your peace, turns out he made your night enjoyable even with company.
⋅.˳˳.⋅’˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳ featuring ⨾ james + the rest of cortis
content & warnings ⨾ ⋅.˳˳.⋅’˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳ oneshot pure fluff, kissing, use of a y/n, slightly suggestive if you squint? but absolutely nothing is implied, extreme just small makeout if u can even call it that, not proofread and rushed
⋅.˳˳.⋅’˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳ gigi’s notes ⨾ i finished fhis like a minute before posting it so bear w me chat😭 juhoon oneshot coming soon as well! im rusty w actual writing that’s why i stick to smaus but if u like it lmk so i can post more written fics!! sorry for any grammar mistakes my first language isn’t english
you’ve been working on the REDRED choreo for a month already, usually just by yourself except for the few times you allowed james, the oldest member of the group you were making the choreography for, join you. it’s not that you didn’t appreciate his input or acknowledge his remarkable dancing skills, you valued his opinions yet… you couldn’t stand being in the room alone with him for some reason. Sure, he was always overly sweet to you, sweet enough to infect your teeth with cavities, ew. some may say you have a slight superiority complex but who cares, you knew you were the best dancer in the room but he challenged it. he challenged you, pushed you to be the best you could. and of course, you did not necessarily enjoy or like it.
today was one of those few days where james had joined you but it wasn’t just him, the whole of cortis were in the studio. currently looking at your demonstration of the dance for the chorus. their newest song, REDRED blasting through the speakers as your sharp and utterly disgustingly precise movements flooded their vision. everyone focused on you, every little move you made, any small adjustment.
martin looked like he was contemplating his life choices, a hand running over his face probably in regret of ever becoming a kpop idol. juhoon looked chill as always, finger tapping against his knee to the beat. the other two, keonho and seonghyeon sat on the floor next to the bench the other two were on, constantly whispering to each other.
and james, of course, was standing. doing minimal moves that mimicked your own. muttering the song as he paid attention to every small detail.
when the chorus finally ended you let out a breath and stopped the music with a small sleek controller, turning to face them as you adjusted your now messed up ponytail.
“so, what do we think?” you asked all of them, arms crossing as your breathing evened out.
“looks bomb as always, y/n. not sure if i can do that though” started martin, the leader and usually the first to speak up
“quit the whining, tin. looks good as hell y/n” seonghyeon bumped the leaders knee, giving you a small smile as the others agreed in unison
“james you helped too, right?” keonho looked up at him
“yeah, y/n did most of the work, though. don’t look at me” he smiled, gaze on you with that stupidly sweet smile of his
“thanks, i’ll try to stay humble” you joked flatly, reaching down to get your phone from the floor to glance at the time.
“alright, that’s all for today. everyone’s free, get some rest your manager told me you’ll be in here the entire day tomorrow” you ushered them up, watching them pack their stuff. after finally bidding them all goodbye with a smile on your face you let out a content sigh.
don’t get me wrong, you loved when you had to choreograph for those guys. they were always as carefree as an idol could be and constantly cracking jokes, poking fun at each other, or even you.
you stretched your back a bit, ‘i’m getting old’ you thought with a now not so content sigh and picked up your now long forgotten matcha tea cup heading towards the balcony. you didn’t know how much time had passed, mindlessly looking up at the half cloud covered moon and taking a sip of the matcha tea whenever you remembered. you were so in your head you didn’t even hear the door open, or the screeching of sneakers across the floor, or when said sneakers came to stop behind you.
“you shouldn’t let people sneak up on you like that” a voice suddenly could be heard from directly behind you, making you jump in surprise.
“what the hell?” you jolted your head around, so fast one thought you’d get whiplash.
it was james, of course it was james.
“fucking hell, you scared the shit out of me” you cursed under your breath, glancing at his figure leaning over the balcony’s door before turning back around to look at the busy city from above.
“sorry,” he started with a chuckle “i forgot my headphones and had to come get them” did you believe that? not really.
“is that so” you hummed , taking another sip of you drink
“yeah,” he probably gave you a nod, not that you’d turn around to see. not when the light of the moon cascaded his beautiful face perfectly. shit.
you hummed in acknowledge of his slow reply before you sensed movement behind you as he walked up beside you, mirroring your position and resting on the railing himself.
“you should rest too, y’know. being stuck with the five of us will be tiring” he turned to look at you, not caring about the extraordinary scenery in front of him but choosing to look at the one beside him.
“trust me, i know.” you ran a hand through your now let down h/c locks, as having your hair up in a ponytail for too long caused you insane migraines.
“it’s just really pretty out here” you sighed, resting your chin on your knuckle
“sure is,” he kept looking at you “y’know…” he stopped, was it shyness of hesitance? you couldn’t tell at the moment.
“keep going” you glanced at him, his body now fully turned to you.
“i think—“ he was suddenly cut off by the sound of thunder, rain splattering down onto the both of you.
“shit” he muttered looking at you, waiting for a reaction. instead you just stood there, slight smile on your lips.
“c’mon what are you waiting for? let’s go inside, you’ll catch a cold” he urged, taking ahold of your arm gently.
“no,” you shook your head, placing your hand on top of his “it’s nice. look” you pointed up to the sky.
“the clouds finally cleared up a bit, the stars look like little diamonds” you continued, not caring enough to question how the sky cleared up when the rain got more prominent.
james tension eased at that, still concerned about your well being but the pure happiness on your face made him relax.
“huh, they really do” he looked up to where you were pointing, his hands slowly falling down from your arm to your own hand and hesitantly interlocking your fingers.
you weren’t sure why, but you let him. something about this moment just felt so… right. even if you thought you envied him for being such a natural at dancing, maybe it was admiration disguised as envy you thought as his thumb caressed your the smooth and now wet skin of your hand.
“i really admire you, y/n. im sorry if my constant presence gets you annoyed, i just… i wanna be with you whenever i possibly can” he said, starting off as almost a whisper before his voice got more confident. you turned to look at him then, your hand unconsciously squeezing his.
“i admire you too, a lot. youre a remarkable dancer, even though it sucks to admit” you shook your hand, earning a few chuckles from him.
“still not better than you, student never surpasses the teacher” he took a step closer, his other hand, although soaked just like the rest of your bodies, hesitantly itched to get a hold of your cheek.
“that’s not even how the saying goes, bro” you rolled your eyes, taking hold of his hand and guiding it to cup your cheek as a small laugh escaped you. your other hands still intertwined as rain poured down on you, harder than before, but it seemed neither of you cared enough to go back inside.
“way to ruin to moment,” he chuckled, his hand falling down from your cheek to your shoulder “we should get back inside”
“ just kiss me already” you said softly, his hand now back to cupping your cheek as he leaned in slowly.
“i really like you” he whispered, your lips touching as he moved his mouth to speak. wasting no more time and closing the already inexistent distance between the two of you. he kisses you first, it was slow at first, tender and a bit shy as his hand freed yours and made its way slowly up to hold your waist. your fingers now tangling into his wet hair. the pace picked up and you both wanted more, the rain now being completely forgotten and nothing more than a mere memory. his job as an idol also long forgotten, thrown onto the very back of his brain as it was filled with you and only you. not even a whole year after debut and he did not care what the company would say, what the fans would say. all he cared about was holding you close, even if you both were soaked and freezing.
“i really like you too” you spoke up after you broke it off, leaning away to catch your breath. your finger fixing a few stray hair strands stuck on his forehead.
“let’s get you inside before you catch a cold and i can’t see you for a week” he chuckled, getting a hold of your hand and bringing it to his lips for a quick peck.
do not translate or repost, made by ig-gigi