#pov ur pretty sure the two leads in this ballet are fucking but you dont have any evidence for it

[ghouljams]

Ballet Au but the performance is just about Reader and König’s alternate fae au selves.

Oh my god, YES!! Hold on how do I do this...

You brush your hands down the long chiffon of your skirt, fingers plucking at the little tie around your waist. Honestly you're not the biggest fan of these sorts of heavily romantic ballets. You suppose the horror bits are OK, but it's a newer ballet and those are hit or miss.

The director nods to you, and you walk out on stage. Long elegant steps, pushing yourself en Pointe to dance and spin under the lights. König catches your hand to hold you steady, your leg raised behind you, your movement stopped on the end of your raise as you look at each other.

The hood over his face, his hunched posture, it's not the König you're used to. The emotion in his eyes makes your breath catch in your chest. Devotion.

You take your hand from his grip quickly, dropping out of Pointe to run across the stage and continue your solo.

König follows, his hands on your waist, spinning you as you pirouette. You love the feeling of his hands on you. The raw strength, the size, dwarfing you even as he hunches to try and grab you. You slip from his grip a second time.

You spin across the stage, feeling König's eyes on you as you do. You pause, in the middle. Arms raised above your head, leg raised high behind you, exerting strength you normally have a partner to help with. You drop off Pointe, and glance back at König. His watchful gaze is heavy, his hand outstretched toward you, offering his aid silently.

You raise onto Pointe again, hold your hand out to him. When König rushes to you, he doesn't take your hand. Instead you're lifted. His hands on your waist swooping you up overhead as quickly as you can take a breath.

Being lifted has always turned your stomach. The hands lifting you are always too tight, press too hard, lift with too much effort. Your previous partners would lift you quickly, your jump aiding enough to actually get you in the air. From there half of the lift was dependent on your own strength, but with König... With König he lifts you slowly, his strength and care shining through the movement. The only flip in your stomach comes from the way he looks up at you, like you're some sort of amazing magical creature.

Aren't you supposed to be playing the human?

When he lowers you back down you don't want to leave. Your hands trail his biceps, as you're set en pointe, and you rest your forehead against his chest. His arms circle you, his head ducking to press his nose to the top of your head with open affection. It's not in the choreography. Your director will be mad you've pause the pa des duex.

"Your character runs, Liebchen," König whispers to you, you tip your head back to look at him, to see the adoration in his eyes up close, "so run."

You do, slipping from his arms to continue your cat and mouse duet. There's no pay off for the final act if you stay with him now. That doesn't stop you from wishing you could stay with him, from missing the warmth of his hands each time they leave you. You don't know how anyone could run from him.

#ballet au #könig x reader #könig x you #könig cod #cod x reader #x reader #i no longer know ballet terms but i can picture their dance so clearly in my mind #very similar to the cat and mouse when odette and her prince first meet in the woods #trying to figure out choreographing König and liebling's relationship #this is just the start of it when Liebling is unsure of König's intentions and keeps running from him #ballet darling doesnt understand her character but shes playing her like a champ #pov ur pretty sure the two leads in this ballet are fucking but you dont have any evidence for it