Somewhere Only We Know - PMJ (2:42)
You place his metal hand on your waist and hold his other. You let him lead, expecting some 40s flare. Unfortunately, you just begin swaying. No flare.
Y/n
"Is this what you called dancing in the 40s?"
He squints at you whilst tilting his head and parting his lips slightly. He thinks about saying something but instead pulls you into a quick box step and turn. It takes you by surprise so you move closer to him for balance. You don't even notice when you don't move back. When you regain your composure, you look him in the eyes and smile.
Y/n
"Now that's more like it..."
You begin twirling around the room, weaving between other couples. Every now and then, he spins you out of hold and back, both of you beaming as he does. He pulls you around him, back and forth, laughing like drains as he does. When you're back in hold, he grabs both of your hands and uses them to manoeuvre you. As the song slows a little, he places your hands on his neck and wraps his around your waist. You calm yourselves from laughing and look at each other sincerely as your faces drop to being completely serious. The last few notes trickle out of the band's instruments as he curls a hand on the back of your neck and gently holds your waist with the other. He graciously lowers you into a small dip. You lock eyes and stop for a second as your hearts begin to race. He brings you back up and you stand in front of each other, just feeling the moment.
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