Extension gift double drabble for @saintlysebchal (it’s a Strictly Come Dancing!AU, should probably mention that)
“My hips do not go that way,” Sebastian complains loudly. Charles refuses to let go of said hips, digging his fingers in as a warning when Sebastian tries to shimmy out of the grip.
“See, you did a good shake there!” Charles says proudly. “Now you do it more sexy. On purpose.”
“I will break every bone in my body,” Sebastian sighs. Charles moves away to turn the music back on, finds his place behind Sebastian again.
“This is just a chacha. It is not so bad. Just wait until you see your costume.”
Charles grins. Sebastian doesn’t trust it.
“What is my costume going to be, Charles.”
“Do not think about it, think about the move.”
Sebastian lets Charles guide him through the steps, tries to mimic the fluid movements of Charles’s hips behind his.
Or. Maybe not. The sweats he’s wearing now will not hide anything.
Mercifully, Charles decides to take him through the choreography after that, shows Sebastian where to leave his hands while Charles does some impossible looking twists and turns.
“You need to stop adjusting your shirt,” Charles says after a little snag. “Your costume will not close like that.”
He only sees Charles after the first day of testing, rushes to catch up with him. He hasn’t gotten a text back in weeks, not even any of the questions about streaming together he’d come to expect. Sebastian’s not exactly worried, he’s just confused.
“Charles, wait up!”
The red figure stops, turns around, vague smile already on his face.
“Hello,” Charles says when Sebastian has caught up. “I am Charles. Who are you?”
“Very funny,” Sebastian says. “I know I left Ferrari, but this is ridiculous. You are allowed to talk to people not wearing red, you know. Honestly.”
Charles merely looks at him, eyes blank.
“Are you my handler?” he asks.
“Handler? What is going on?” Maybe he’s getting worried now. Charles doesn’t seem like himself, seems like a blank shell of who he used to be. Even his accent has softened somehow, the words flowing together like never before.
“Charles! There you are!”
Mattia suddenly appears alongside Charles, wraps an arm around him tightly. Charles doesn’t lean into it. He doesn’t back away, either. Sebastian’s hands curl into fists.
“Would you like a treatment?”
Charles nods, lets Mattia lead him back inside. Sebastian looks on, stunned into silence.
