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~A/N: Listen As You Read! www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Ya2U8… ~

I'm too hot, hot damn!
Called a police and a fireman
I'm too hot, hot damn!
Make a dragon wanna retire, man

The screams were deafening.

And he loved it.

A large grin spread across his peach-tinted lips, a bundle of nerves contracting in his stomach while he watched the colossal crowd before him spring to life as he stepped onto the radiantly-lit stage. His hand had been nervously shaking with his grasp on the microphone ever since he had been backstage. He couldn't help but allow a flicker of pride glimmer in his bright emerald orbs at how far he'd gotten, when this had all just been a thought in his mind. And without another hesitation, his foot immediately began tapping to the beat that seemed to magically appear out of thin air, and the regular bubbling sensation rose in his stomach. He cast a final glance the the side, catching the particular gaze of a girl behind stage before as his lips parted, and his voice poured out into the microphone.

It definitely was a gift, the melodic and harmonic way he could maneuver the sound of his voice. And being the passionate and enthusiastic person he was, he couldn't help but to dance a bit with the beat. Jumping about the stage, whipping his head back and forth only for his locks to become more messy and tousled than they already were, playfully swivel his hips a bit along to the music, and most of all, mess around with the dancers behind him.

I'm too hot, hot damn!
Say my name you know who I am
I'm too hot, hot damn!
Am I bad 'bout that money-- break it down

Yet, there was one dancer in particular he was rather fond of, and due to the press being all over him and his daily life, they were classified as lovers. Not that it wasn't true, they just wanted to keep to themselves. But she was definitely as lively as he was, with the elegance and grace of a swan, the appearance of a duchess, and the brains of Einstein himself. To him, she was perfect, and having the opportunity to do what he loved most with her by his side was everything he could ask for. He was grateful for her being as merry and cheerful as he was about this amazing opportunity.

So, with his teasing and mischievous side getting the best of him, he grasped her wrist and spun her about as the words of the upbeat song poured from his lips. She grinned and pressed her palm to his chest, compelling him to step backwards as her seductively half-lidded eyes mocked him with the exact playfulness he contained in his eyes. Sensing her intentions, his smile grew as she ran a hand through his disheveled locks before spinning out of his reach. He dashed after her, never losing his focus on the music, and yet seeming to be concentrated solely on her. Jumping in front of her, he quirked a brow before placing a small peck on her lips in between the words of the song, chuckling into the microphone as the crowd went absolutely wild.

Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!
Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!
Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!

As the song neared to the end, he spent most of the time weaving in and out of the other dancers and back-up singers, seeming to be a child at heart due to the sparkle of elation in his emerald hues. Yet before the song could end on its final note, he grabbed his jubilant lover by the waist, pulling her to his side and spinning her in his arms, before holding her to his chest as the music finally ceased. And as the crowd jumped and shouted with glee, he turned to face his wonderful little dancer, a proud smile adorning his features.

"Great job," he murmured softly in her ear, breath feathering off her neck.

"Me?" she replied with a whisper. "You're the one who stole the show," she said, a bit of sass lacing into her voice, only causing him to grin even more. With elation and joy filling his heart to the brim, he expressed his gratitude to her by delicately pressing his lips to hers, silently thanking her for being by his side despite the wild career he held.

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
Saturday night and we in the spot--
Don't believe me, just watch!
Come on!

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~A/N: Listen As You Read! www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Ya2U8… ~

I'm too hot, hot damn!
Called a police and a fireman
I'm too hot, hot damn!
Make a dragon wanna retire, man

The screams were deafening.

And he loved it.

A large grin spread across his peach-tinted lips, a bundle of nerves contracting in his stomach while he watched the colossal crowd before him spring to life as he stepped onto the radiantly-lit stage. His hand had been nervously shaking with his grasp on the microphone ever since he had been backstage. He couldn't help but allow a flicker of pride glimmer in his bright emerald orbs at how far he'd gotten, when this had all just been a thought in his mind. And without another hesitation, his foot immediately began tapping to the beat that seemed to magically appear out of thin air, and the regular bubbling sensation rose in his stomach. He cast a final glance the the side, catching the particular gaze of a girl behind stage before as his lips parted, and his voice poured out into the microphone.

It definitely was a gift, the melodic and harmonic way he could maneuver the sound of his voice. And being the passionate and enthusiastic person he was, he couldn't help but to dance a bit with the beat. Jumping about the stage, whipping his head back and forth only for his locks to become more messy and tousled than they already were, playfully swivel his hips a bit along to the music, and most of all, mess around with the dancers behind him.

I'm too hot, hot damn!
Say my name you know who I am
I'm too hot, hot damn!
Am I bad 'bout that money-- break it down

Yet, there was one dancer in particular he was rather fond of, and due to the press being all over him and his daily life, they were classified as lovers. Not that it wasn't true, they just wanted to keep to themselves. But she was definitely as lively as he was, with the elegance and grace of a swan, the appearance of a duchess, and the brains of Einstein himself. To him, she was perfect, and having the opportunity to do what he loved most with her by his side was everything he could ask for. He was grateful for her being as merry and cheerful as he was about this amazing opportunity.

So, with his teasing and mischievous side getting the best of him, he grasped her wrist and spun her about as the words of the upbeat song poured from his lips. She grinned and pressed her palm to his chest, compelling him to step backwards as her seductively half-lidded eyes mocked him with the exact playfulness he contained in his eyes. Sensing her intentions, his smile grew as she ran a hand through his disheveled locks before spinning out of his reach. He dashed after her, never losing his focus on the music, and yet seeming to be concentrated solely on her. Jumping in front of her, he quirked a brow before placing a small peck on her lips in between the words of the song, chuckling into the microphone as the crowd went absolutely wild.

Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!
Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!
Girls hit you hallelujah, whuoo!

As the song neared to the end, he spent most of the time weaving in and out of the other dancers and back-up singers, seeming to be a child at heart due to the sparkle of elation in his emerald hues. Yet before the song could end on its final note, he grabbed his jubilant lover by the waist, pulling her to his side and spinning her in his arms, before holding her to his chest as the music finally ceased. And as the crowd jumped and shouted with glee, he turned to face his wonderful little dancer, a proud smile adorning his features.

"Great job," he murmured softly in her ear, breath feathering off her neck.

"Me?" she replied with a whisper. "You're the one who stole the show," she said, a bit of sass lacing into her voice, only causing him to grin even more. With elation and joy filling his heart to the brim, he expressed his gratitude to her by delicately pressing his lips to hers, silently thanking her for being by his side despite the wild career he held.

'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you
Saturday night and we in the spot--
Don't believe me, just watch!
Come on!