Zemo oneshots

26. dance

Being offered to come to a ball from an invitation, Zemo and Yn agreed to go. What's the worst that could happen?

The night of the ball, Yn and Zemo got dressed up fancy. Zemo with a very well fitted, good looking tuxedo.

Yn on the other hand, went all out. A beautiful dress, long but short enough to not trip on when dancing.

Once they arrived to the place, the two walked in and were immediately greeted by a waiter with glasses of champagne.

Most of the night Yn and Zemo were talking with other people, enjoying the party. Everyone looked rich and fancy.

But as they saw people starting to dance along to the graceful music, Zemo took his chance.

"May I have this dance, Liebling?" Zemo asked, putting his hand out.

Yn hesitated to take his hand, unsure. "You know I can't dance.."

"Then you follow my lead. Please?"

"Okay," Yn said softly, taking his hand.

Zemo led Yn over to the floor to where the others were, he directed her free hand to his shoulder and put his free one on her back.

He laced his fingers with hers with his other hand, which made Yn do the same. She was shaking, nervous as ever.

"Focus on me, okay?" Zemo says calmly. "One step forward, one step back."

Starting out, Yn glanced down to her feet to make sure she was getting it around. Zemo placed a finger under her chin, "focus on me."

Yn nodded, understanding. She kept her gaze on her man, going one step forward and back.

Zemo and Yn did that until Yn felt comfortable for the next part; doing it while going in a circle.

After he explained how, Yn still kept her focus on him. They were slow at first, speeding up once she got the hang of it.

"I'm dancing," she smiled.

"And you're getting better." Zemo assured her.

Making their way around the room, they noticed less people dancing. But they were both focused on each other.

Yn felt free in her dress, dancing round and round in circles she went. Zemo sped up the pace, knowing she could catch up.

It felt like they danced forever. Yn felt like a princess with her Prince Charming.

Zemo enjoyed seeing the smile he had put on her face, teaching her something new. He loved seeing her happy.

Being the expert dancer he is, Zemo took a glance around the room. No one else was dancing. No one.

Everyone stood by and watched Yn and Zemo dance the night away. He knew he had to do something extreme and surprising to Yn.

Zemo suddenly stopped in his tracks, spinning Yn around and they both faced the same way before he pulled her back to him.

"You could've hurt me," Yn said, whispering.

"Relax darling, I know what I'm doing."

"Do you?" Yn smirked, playfully doubting him.

"You want to test it out?" Zemo smirked back.

Before Yn could respond, Zemo went to spin her twice in one go. Once he had her back in his arms, he bent her backwards carefully.

Then pulling her back up, he spun her once more, then went for the classic Hollywood dip.

Zemo pulled her back up, out of breath. He was sweating. He sweetly kissed her for a short time. "Smile, they're all watching us."

"Wait, what?" Yn got nervous again.

Most people started clapping and politely cheering, Yn looked around to see that everyone was watching.

"Start bowing," Zemo told her.

Yn and Zemo started bowing, being polite and respectful. Zemo pulled her close, an arm wrapped around her waist.

The rest of the night was tiring for them, all their energy waisted into dancing.

Eventually they said their goodbyes and left the party. When they got home, Yn instantly took off her heels.

Zemo took off her jacket, then his own. Placing it on the hooks. "You are a lovely dancer."

"Speak for yourself. You are an extremely good with knowing how to spin and dip me."

He chuckled, "just a show off in hopes I impressed you."

Yn sat on the couch, overlooking her boyfriend with a smile. She watched him take his seat next to her, his hand rubbing her thigh.

"Then consider me impressed." Yn kissed him before nuzzling herself against him, cuddling.