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Another Cinderella Story

Enhypen Disney Prince Series: Heeseung as Prince Charming

Lee Heeseung x Reader

Synopsis: You're the daughter of a janitor at the Hybe building who also happens to be one of Enhypen's backup dancers for their new comeback, Bite Me. Heeseung makes you stay after hours so you can get the choreography just right...

Genre: Suggestive, backup dancer au

TW: Kissing, touching, mentions of abusive mom, "choking" (Bite me choreo), let me know if I missed anything!

“You can grip me tighter, baby” he whispered, looking you up and down sultrily. The choreography for Enhypen’s new song Bite Me required us female dancers to grab their necks as they dipped us in a half circle. Most of the girls decided to opt for practically grabbing their shoulders so as not to hurt them or avoid awkwardness, but not Lee Heeseung he wanted to authentically portray the meaning and emotion of the song without compromising for such a “silly” reason.

“You’re not gonna hurt me” he smiled slyly, grabbing your wrists and running his hand up until he held the tips of your fingers gently.

“Let’s run it from the top, beautiful” he said, letting go of your hands and jogging to the speaker to restart the song. As you glanced out the window, you processed how late it was; the only light that graced the Seoul horizon was stars and lit skyscrapers. He had you stay with him after hours to get the dance just right.

As the song started, you resumed formation, looking to him for guidance.

“Just follow my lead” he said softly, tipping your chin up to gaze into his hypnotizing obsidian eyes which twinkled more than the stars outside. The dance began, and you matched his energy, letting the lyrics become your script and you the lead actress. You wove together smoothly like a crochet blanket so soft it appeared as if you were moving on clouds.

“Just like that baby, this song is about yearning so much for someone you’d let them destroy you.” At the next move, he grabbed your wrist a little harder and looked directly into your eyes, something stirring behind them that made you want to fall in and discover. “Yearn for me, baby” he whispered, pulling you close. “You’re already gonna be the death of me, beautiful, so stop holding back, wreck me.” At that, the awaited neck grab approached, and you didn’t have it in you to disrespect thee, Lee Heeseung, so you went all the way.

The chorus set the dark romantic scene: you were a vampire, and he was your victim. You’d lull him in like a siren, and he’d fall to his knees like a sinner who’d do anything to please his goddess, his lord, his savior.

His hands gripped your waist securely and reassuringly as you arched your back backward like clay molding to your maker’s touch. Everything progressed still by still moving in slow motion. Your hands caressed up his chest, folding into every ridge and crevice as they slipped up the silky skin of his neck to give it a firm squeeze you held for a second or two. You watched his face intently as he was now half-lidded but still meeting your eyes, biting his plush pink lips, hissing pleasurably from the feeling. Once you pulled your hands back to complete the next move, everything resumed to normal speed like time was controlled by a remote. He made you rerun the dance so many times you lost count; you could now execute it perfectly even with your eyes closed.

You approached the now sweaty man looking concerned. His skin looked slightly red from the amount of times you had to grab it, at his wish of course.

“Shit Heeseung this is exactly why the other girls decided not to stick to the original choreo!” you scolded him while gently touching the faint red ring on his neck with soft fingertips.

He grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it softly while laughing “I think it’s a pretty cool necklace, it’s handmade”.

You slapped his chest playfully, still trying to keep a stern look on your face. “You’re not funny. I don’t care what you say, next time, I’m not gripping that hard. I forgot you’re literally insane”.

He grabbed your arm as you tried to walk away from him pulling your bodies sinfully close. Even after hours of dancing he still smelled delicious like vanilla and sandalwood. Your chests ebbed back and forth between one another as you both tried to catch your breath. He ran his graceful hands up your exposed arms until he reached your jaw, cupping it as he pulled his face closer to yours. You could feel his hot breath graze your face spreading tingles across your flushed skin.

“The only thing I’m insane about is you, babydoll I wanna do much more than wear your necklace,” he whispered sensually before pushing you into the wall and bringing you in for a passionate kiss. His lips were sweet like honey, and you were a bee in a drunken daze. You let him explore your mouth as your hands were splayed across his chest. He began kissing along your jaw ravenously as if it contained a scarce life source and kept on scavenging until he reached your neck. You caught a glimpse of yourself from the mirror wall across the room. Standing at 5’11 he loomed over your short frame, completely enveloping you and you fell in willingly.

Your phone inconveniently began to buzz in your back pocket. Lucky for you, his hands were grabbing your ass anyways, so he pulled it out for you.

“Ah let’s see whose calling my babydoll at these ungodly hours hm?” he teased waving your phone in the air.

“Heeseung, don’t start!” you jumped impatiently with no success, considering he was a literal giant.

He taunted you a little more before finally handing you your phone. You might’ve been significantly shorter than him, but he knew better than to push your buttons too far.

You snatched the phone from him. “Thank you, thief!” you said, laughing and finally looking down to see who was calling.

“Oh, it’s my mom,” you laughed nervously. “Hehehe, just give me one sec,” you shuffled awkwardly. You knew your mom had finished her shift as a cleaning lady for the Hybe building 30 minutes ago and was patiently waiting for you in the car, exhausted and ready to go home.

“Awwe, what? Are you gonna turn into a pumpkin if you don’t get home in time, Cinderella?” He ruffled your hair, scrunching his nose.

You threw him a scowl and answered the phone “Heyyyy mom what’s- “ she abruptly cut you off.

“Little girl, if you don’t get to this car in the next 10 minutes, I’m going to set you up for adoption. I don’t care if you’re not under 18 anymore. I will drop you off at the orphanage right now,” she said sternly.

“Ahahah, okay. I’m making my way down right now!” you said frantically, hanging up the phone.

“Your mom came here to pick you up at 2 am, baby?” he looked genuinely confused.

“Ah no… she uh… called me a cab, and they’ve been waiting for a while, so I should go now!” you stammered over your words.

Stopping you before you could make it out the door with your stuff, he grabbed your bag from your hand and used his other to pull you closer by the waist.

“Not so fast, angel face, just listen to me, don’t talk. You’re the girl I want to dance with on stage and in the music video, so I need you to absolutely nail the final round of auditions. Got it?” he commanded.

You nodded gently, lowkey terrified but also touched?

“Get some rest, sweetheart, dream of me, I’ll be dreaming of you.” He planted a kiss on your nose and finally released you from the practice room.

Despite being completely still on cloud nine from his words, embrace, and kiss, you had about five minutes to make it to your mom’s car. You knew she meant every word she said so you ran. By the time you reached her, you had 10 seconds to spare (yes, she timed you).

“What did I tell you about staying out with that damn boy so late?”

“Sorry mo-“

“Save it! I’m the only reason you got this job you could at least show some respect!”

You resigned, just letting her talk and slumping into your seat. Your actual mom had passed when you were seven, and your dad remarried this grinch. The only thing you gave her credit for is letting you know about a vacancy for a female dancer at Hybe. Despite being a pain in the ass, she’s the only reason you met Heeseung, and that alone almost made you forgive all her fatal flaws. She continued to berate you the rest of the car ride home, but little did she know she’d left you in the practice room. You and Heeseung finished where you started before the phone rang; you daydreamed as you lay your head against the cold window.

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