portable pole he set up in an empty room in his house.
doesn't mind. He likes to secretly watch him anyways.
his legs looped around the pole and hanging upside down. looks at the wall, thinking it could use some mirrors so he could watch himself_
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thinks 14 years ago
he's doing well. Though, he always thinks that. He's yet to see him fall or anything.
doesn't fall, and is doing well enough the instructor hasn't stopped bugging him about auditioning at that strip club he works at.
still doesn't know that he keeps being bothered. But right now he doesn't care, his eyes are glued on Norge.
Positions his hands so he can go into a Chinese flag pole, holding his body perpendicular to the pole before throwing his legs up again, _
straddling the pole and goes into a pose that makes him look like he's riding the pole.
smirks a bit, very much enjoying watching him.
wraps his arms around the pole, pulls his legs to the side and curls around it, spinning around it before straightening out and putting his_
feet on the ground to stop.
smirks more and tries to walk away before the other noticed he had been watching.
walks over and grabs a waiting towel, drying himself off. He breathed heavily for a moment, the workout taking much of his strength to _
still thinks the other's doing great. He's been able to do more and tougher stuff.
decides he needs a shower after this, heads to the door to walk to the bathroom.
... hears him and quickly tries to get down the stairs, but trips and stumbles the rest of the way down, swearing loudly as he
hears someone fall down the stairs when he walks into the hall. sprints down the hall, sees Den and takes the steps down two at a time.
looks at him from his upside down position. He smirked sheepishly. "H-hej..."
"Den!" reaches the bottom of the stairs and crouches next to him. "Are you hurt?"
laughs and shakes his head a bit. "Nej... I dun think so."
"Are you sure?" gives him a frantic, worried look.
laughs more and nods. He rolls onto his side, wincing a bit. "J-ja... M'fine."
isn't happy with that answer, especially after seeing him wince. "Right, you're fine." reaches down to help him up.
smiles a bit at him. "Tak..." It hurt to stand up straight, so he just stayed a bit hunched over.
frowns at him and runs his hand down his back. "What's wrong, is something out of place?"
closes his eyes and yelps. "D-don't!"
"Don't what? You hurt your back." applies gentle pressure to the sore spot.
hunches his shoulders a bit. "J-ja... but ye touching it hurts more..." Looks at him, trying to smile. "I-I'll be fine... really..."
concentrates on the spot, holding his hand there, spreading what should feel like heat to Den as he tries to fix the problem.
keeps his eyes closed, expecting more pain. Though he starts to feel less... and smiles a bit.
concentrates a little longer. Gradually applies gentle pressure, to help him stand up straight.
does after a bit. "Mmm... Tak..." He was almost feeling relaxed.