something new
starter for @behaein
siwoo's not too sure how he'd been dragged into this, but what he does know for sure is that he isn't much of a dancer. no, not at all. if there's anything he's learnt today is that his limbs don't quite listen to his brain and that he's got the body control of a toddler just learning how to walk. but still, as terribly as he thinks he did, he has to admit that he had quite a bit of fun. though he's not too sure if it's because of the dancing, or because haein was there.
throughout the lesson he'd turn to look at haein, and despite his attempt to be as serious ( !! ) as he could at picking up the steps, he couldn't quite help but to break out into a smile and a soft chuckle whenever he knew couldn't quite keep up. but that was all part of what made it so enjoyable.
but nothing could have quite prepared him for how exhausted his body would feel after dancing. arms and legs sore and all - despite being someone who did work out quite a bit from time to time, this was a whole new feeling. his body felt sore in places he'd never quite knew could feel soreness.
he's glad though, that both him and haein have decided to have dinner once the class is over, something to fill up their stomachs after an exhausting ( but fun! ) day. he takes a seat opposite the girl and lets out a little groan as he does so. "shit, i feel like an old man," he chuckles, using a a free hand to rub at the back of his shoulder. "i can't believe you used to do this almost everyday haein. seriously, i thought my legs were going to fall apart halfway through," he continues, now moving on to gently massage his own legs. "i had a lot of fun though, like, i didn't expect myself to enjoy it that much."