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when dalton had entered the room, the last thing he expected was to see a shirtless male moving around the room so delicately, with the light reflecting off his torso as a result of the sweat dripping on his skin. his eyes widened a little, lips parting as he stepped back towards the door to leave and not disturb the other but he couldn’t bring himself to leave. he was infatuated by him, fascinated by how he moved. “oh..no, no, i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have…i was just looking for someone but it doesn’t really um…matter,” he chuckled nervously, running a hand through his hair. “you’re…really good,”
peyton made his way to where his bag was, bending down to pick up a towel, running over his face to get the sweat away from his eyes and mouth. sweating was probably his least favorite part of dancing; especially when it was as lengthy and vigorous as today. he finished wiping his face and ran the towel along his chest as he looked at the other, one eyebrow raised. “yeah..definitely no one else in here.” he then tilted his head slightly, “oh..well..thank you,” he cracked the smallest hint of a smile. “i..probably spend way too much time in here.”
