tell the people about ballet man you know you want to
ARGH NOT BALLET MAN SOPHIE.
Brooding choreographer H whose glasses never quite shroud his glare, arms crossed over his gray cashmere sweater-clad pecs like the pose is his default. Yells over the music at Y/N during rehearsals, because despite the fact that she’s a technically brilliant dancer he’s never impressed with the lack of character and storytelling to her dancing. sORRY their dynamic is literally such murky territory when it comes to ethics but him stepping in as her partner when he’s normally so stoic and stern and then slipping into this effortless, soothed headspace as he goes through the motions of nostalgia is so chefs kiss. Him maneuvering her arms and such as they practice. alone. in a studio. and it’s so sexually charged. Him still being so nonchalant and unimpressed even when her heart is beating RAPIDLY in her chest at his touch.
Also he likes facials :p
