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Dimples

Modern AU | What happens when an emo skater meets a clumsy ballerina? Two people with completely different lives. Both with clear interest in one another, too shy to make the first move. Love will bloom of course!!!

No JJK Spoilers!

Choso x Y/N

Word Count : 2.9k

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Choso was at his usual skatepark, doing flips and tricks on the railings. He would come here everyday after his classes were over, only for an hour or two. Ever since he was little, he had a passion for skateboarding. It was his own personal oasis, an escape from the uneventful school life he had. He would spend hours perfecting his skills, it was much more entertaining than studying his class notes. To which he didn't see a point in doing, not to brag but he was a naturally gifted learner. Unlike others he didn't need to constantly study for good grades, he would just spend the rest of his time doing other things. Skating was one of them. When he first started coming to this skatepark, his days kept following the same normal routine. Constantly attempting to learn new tricks, wanting to improve and be better.

He was alone all the time. Though he didn’t mind that. Or so he thought. Many felt intimidated by his presence. He has been told in the past by many of his classmates at school that he should smile more, that it looks more “inviting”. His life isn't miserable, he's okay with being on his own most of his time. But sometimes…. it’s a bit lonely. Of course, at home with his 3 brothers, he is the happiest he could be. He loves them dearly. But they have their own lives, their own friends, and their own experiences. So every morning when his younger brothers head off to school, the house seems emptier. His heart feels emptier.

Maybe all he needed was a friend. Someone to talk to. To spend his time with. But no one approaches him on campus or at the park. Is it the way he dresses? The way he carries himself?

Sure he's been approached several times by some females. But the way they look at him, like some eye candy, always makes him feel anxious. He doesn't like being looked at, like a prize to be won. His heart starts racing, his hands get clammy and his breathing starts growing slightly heavy. Unsure of how to respond, unsure of how to communicate, like the words won't exit his mouth. Why is it so hard for him to say no?

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He didn’t have the confidence to look at the other skaters in the area. He couldn't look at anyones face, it would make him nervous. Eye contact is the hardest thing, he didn't have the will to hold a stare for more than 10 seconds max. So he just kept his head down. Walking to school, on the train, paying for groceries. Always looking at the concrete floor, counting every pebble he saw along the way. Occasional graffiti on the floor.

To ease his overthinking mind, he always made sure to bring his headphones. Clicking on one of the many playlists he has made over the years on spotify. It didn't take a second thought when he chose to purchase spotify premium, getting rid of those ridiculous ADs that made him jump once or two. Courtesy of his volume being on full blast to get lost in the world of music.

As he listened to the beats of the drums and electric guitar playing, headphones vibrating at the bass, he soon reached the skatepark. Making a beeline towards his usual bench where he sat down his bookbag and made sure to tighten his two spiky hair buns. He took a quick glance around, it was fairly empty today. Only two other skaters present other than himself.

He placed down his skateboard and stretched his legs before he hopped on and warmed up, simply zooming around naturally. Losing himself in the chords and tunes of the songs that followed in and out his ears. For the next hour he did his series of tricks all over the skatepark, and to his surprise he was the last one there. He must've not noticed the other two leaving.

Choso grew a bit tired and checked the time. He should be heading back now, his brothers will come home soon from school and he needs to get started on dinner. Swiftly he grabs his bag, but feels a bit thirsty. With that he reaches at the side pocket and grabs a water bottle. Twisting the cap as he starts sipping the liquid.

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a bundle of pink in a building across the street. Thats…. moving? His eyes snapped in that direction towards the other side of the road, out of curiosity. He never noticed before but the building across the street of the skatepark seemed to be a dance studio. Big open window panels, giving a clear view of the inside. A ballet studio more specifically.

That bundle of pink happened to be a group of many ballerinas. He almost choked on his drink when he realized they were waving in his direction. He awkwardly looked around him, to see if anyone else was around. But it was just him. Choso looked over again and saw they kept trying to get his attention. He slowly pointed to himself asking if they were waving at him, and all the ballerinas nodded.

He stood there completely lost, embarrassed and shy on what to do next. He saw them point towards one specific girl in the group of ballerinas. Chosos eyes went to her and she looked to be attempting to hide. She was clearly embarrassed as the other girls laughed and pushed her to the front so she could be seen through the glass.

She looked over at Choso and even from afar, he could see the redness on her cheeks. He could already feel his own cheeks heat up at the sight. She stands out from the rest, despite the fact they were all wearing pink leotards and tutus. He couldn’t see the details due to the physical distance between them but he didn't need to. This girl was pretty. Really pretty.

His daze was broken when he saw what looked to be the dance instructor, walked into the room and started talking. The ballerinas all scurried away back to their spots to resume their dancing.

She stayed though. Her hand slowly moves up as she shyly waves to Choso. His heart raced as his hand moved on his own and slowly waves back. What's with him? He's usually so anxious about interactions with strangers. But the way she looked at him, the way her bun was a bit messy, her small frame and the pink tutu……..

He sees her reaction as he waves back, her cheeks reddening even more as she scurries away when the instructor walked over and teasingly nudged her. The entire room seemed to laugh at her embarrassment, all with good intentions though.

Adorable.

She was adorable.

And he likes it.

Choso was standing in the middle of the empty skatepark, lost in thought until his phone vibrated in his pocket. He sets his water bottle back in the side pouch of his bag and digs in his pocket of his black cargos for his phone. When he examines the screen he sees his little brother Yuji calling him. He quickly picks up without hesitation and immediately hears whining about how hungry Yuji is and wanting to know how long til Choso gets home.

Hearing this, Choso realized he lost track of time. Quickly apologizing to Yuji and telling him that he’ll be home in 15 minutes, then hanging up. Swiftly he plops his skateboard down and gets on it, but before pushing himself to go skating off towards the direction of his home, he takes one last glance at the dance studio across the street.

His eyes scan the group of ballerinas doing pirouettes, looking for that one person. It doesn't take long as she's at the end of the line. Surprisingly her eyes meet his at the same moment and her cheeks redden once again. To his shock, she seemed to be so caught off guard at their little eye contact that she falls out of her pirouette and stumbles to the floor.

It wasn't a hard fall, she quickly stood up and looked ahead the line to see if anyone in her dance class noticed. They didn't seem to. She sighs out of relief and then looks back at Choso. The curves of his lips turn upwards despite his protest and he couldn't help but laugh. He snorts at the scene that just happened, remembering how she fell and quickly got up at the speed of light.

He sees the way her blush intensifies likely out of embarrassment but her lips soon curve upwards as she laughs as well.

Choso couldn't help the smile that goes on his face, it's been a while he's had a good laugh like that. He feels a buzz in his phone yet again, putting all bets it's Yuji spamming his phone on how hungry he is. With that, he waves bye at her. She shyly waves bye to him and he sees the way her soul leaves her body when the dance instructor tapped her shoulder to focus. She quickly apologizes and gets back to it.

He pushes himself to go on his skateboard and it's only when he's about halfway that he realizes he still had that smile on his face.

She was adorable.

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A week passed by and Choso has been looking forward to skating ever since that day. He would purposefully come around the same time, so he can see her. It seems her dance class is around the same time he arrives at the park anyways. He is embarrassed to admit how many times he fell or tripped because he zoned out watching you dance. Choso was never one to enjoy watching dances, he doesn't ever recall being remotely interested in the matter. But after viewing the way everyone moves in sync with their moves, he couldn't get ballet out of his head. Or maybe it wasn't ballet. But you.

Although you certainly were the clumsy type (which he couldn't get enough of as he chuckled to himself whenever you stumbled on your own two feet) he saw the way you didn't give up. You kept going, picking yourself back up and trying again and again. It was something he liked.

So after occasionally waving to you, when he caught you shyly staring at him. Multiple times by the way. Something came over him. He was never one to initiate conversations. He would much rather be kept in his own personal bubble. But she's different. He wanted to talk to her. To know her. This clumsy ballerina.

He’s had enough of just staring at you from the safety of the park. Choso was never the type to initiate conversation. For some reason today his legs moved on their own. He grabbed his skateboard and proceeded to wait outside the building, knowing your class is about to end soon. He leans against the wall, unconsciously fixing his appearance up. Making sure his spiky hair buns are in place, adjusting his chains on his pants, trying to make sure they’re untangled. Ah shoot, his eyeliner-

Before he could pull out his camera to look, he recognized the females from your class starting to exit the dance studio. Today was the day he decided he'd try to talk to you. He saw the way the other girls gave him encouraging thumbs up. His cheeks flush at the teasing smiles. Was it that obvious?

He took a deep breath and tried hyping himself up, “Alright I got this” he mumbles under his breath.

However, his tough guy act crumbled the moment you stepped outside. As cliche as it was, you were the last to exit. Or maybe it was the other girl's idea and they purposefully planned this. Who knows?

It was the first time he saw her up close. He knew she was on the smaller side as through the windows, he saw she was the shortest one of the class. But compared to his tall size, she was small.

Her eyes glance towards him and he could’ve sworn he heard his heart beating in his ears. She looks completely off guard as she shyly looks at him but doesn't walk away, simply standing there. Choso sees the way her fingers fidget with one another and how she starts biting her inner cheek.

Cute.

"E-excuse me! Uh, you... you got some time?" He said in a soft voice while rubbing his nape. Ah seriously? There goes his cool persona.

“Oh- yes I do… is there something you need?” she says in response as she gives a small gentle smile towards him. It’s his first time hearing her voice and it’s not helping his case. It’s soft like honey, and her smile is so inviting. And he didn't notice before since this is the first time he's up close but….

Dimples. She has dimples.

One of his hands goes in his pocket and he doesn’t know why. Suddenly he’s self conscious and it makes him feel like an idiot. What does he say? He should’ve thought this through, “I-I just…” he gulps “just wanted to say that I’ve been seeing you dance and…. I think you're really good.”

At first he thinks he may have said the wrong thing as he met with silence. But then a brighter and embarrassed smile appeared on her face as her cheeks grew slightly warmer, “oh my god how embarrassing. I'm such a klutz, I'm sure you've seen me fall a few too many times..”

He could already feel himself wanting to laugh. Though he holds it in for her sake. But she seems to notice and gasps. She covers her face embarrassed, “so you have seen!”

Choso couldn't help but burst out laughing and he waves his hand dismissively, “I promise i'm not laughing at you.”

“Yeah right! How lameee” she whines and takes a peek at him through the cracks of her fingers. Her eyes stared at him for a moment as she couldn't help but to giggle alongside him.

As the laughter died down, he hears her speak. “....What's your name?” she says looking into his eyes.

“....Choso” he says suddenly feeling all shy as he remembers what he came here for. He offers his hand to her, “And what's yours?”

“Y/N” she says as her hand slowly takes his and shakes it.

Her hand is smaller compared to his. He has scars all over, proof of his skateboarding hobby and the practices he does constantly. His hand was cold to the touch just as it's always been. While hers is free of any, soft as silk and so so warm.

He wants to continue holding it but he slowly lets go, “Do you live far from here?” he says to her trying to distract the sudden heat in his hand. The memory of her touch.

“Oh like 5 minutes going straight down from here, I usually walk” she says as her hand holds her other hand, like she's also suffering from the lack of physical contact.

“Well I live that way too…” he gets an idea and smiles at her “Ever ridden a skateboard?” he says as he plops his skateboard on the ground.

“Ah I haven’t, I'm too much of a klutz that my parents never even allowed me to get on one when I was younger” she says looking down at his skateboard with awe.

He smiles and gets on it, he looks down at her and offers his hand, “then today is gonna be your first day”. He didn't know where this sudden confidence came from. He struggled talking to new people, yet he's oddly comfortable around her. Maybe she's what he needed all along.

She hesitates but slowly takes his hand. Getting on the skateboard very slow, but when it wobbles a little she gasps and quickly clings to him. His cheeks flush but he says nothing, he wraps one arm around her waist. Making sure to not touch her with his palm and just support her with his tricep, “You can wrap your arms around me if you want, I'm gonna start us off slow now. Just tell me when we reach your house.”

She nods and slowly wraps her arms around his waist as they slowly skate off. She tenses at first but then opens her eyes. Feeling the breeze hit her face, the sun setting in the horizon, as they zoomed past other civilians. It was insane on how she missed out on this experience her whole life, a bright smile on her face as she looks up at him.

“Can we do this again?” she says with a hopeful look in her eyes.

“Mhm any time you’d like” he says looking down at her, secretly admiring her face and those dimples.

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He was alone all the time. Though he didn’t mind that. Or so he thought.

Choso didn’t know how he lived a life without Y/N. He wasn’t alone anymore. Their relationship only blossomed from that first day he dropped her off home. He understood the importance of laughter. And he couldn't and will never go back. She makes him happy. So whenever he finishes his skate practice, he waits for her outside the dance studio. Everyday. As they skate off holding one another.

They are from completely different worlds. The sun and moon. The Emo Skater and the Clumsy Ballerina.

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