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Dance Lessons-Steven.G

     Imagine: You're a dance instructor and wanting to get some practice in you decide to try and teach Steven. He's not great but that doesn't matter the two of you spend the night dancing and laughing together
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[Word Count: 651]

     Dancing, your passion for as long as you can remember. You've danced since you were young and even did it professionally, teaching classes on the side. Today you came home to find your shared apartment rearranged leaving a large amount of room. There amongst your things stood Steven nervously smiling at you. Confused to say the least you set your things down smiling at him.
      "Whats all this?" You questioned to which he shrugged.
       "You said you needed practice. I've never danced before, I thought maybe.." he trailed off and your eyes widened with excitement.
        "You wanna learn how to dance?" You questioned running towards him and pulling him into a hug. He nodded letting out a nervous laugh.
         "Couldn't hurt right?" You let out a giggle before running back to the bag you previously set down. You stripped your sweats off revealing a skin tight leotard with tights underneath. Steven stared at you in awe for a moment before shifting his focus else where. You excitedly returned to him with a large grin.
         "We'll work on the basics. Take your shoes off." You stated to which he quickly obliged tossing them to the side. You stated with the basics of ballet, first position, second position, so on and so forth. He wasn't bad, although it was a little funny watching him to hard to adjust his feet just right. Every once in a while you helped him adjust is position and every time you did so he blushed profusely.
         "Nervous?" You questioned with a grin to which he shook his head obviously lying.
          "This is so.. easy." He stated with a cheeky grin. You placed your hands on your hips looking at him with a smile.
           "Oh really? If it's so easy how about I teach you your first routine." Steven nodded putting up a fake confident front.
           "Alright, yea, let's do it then." A smile grew widely on your face as you began teaching him a simple routine. It wasn't much, it was one you'd teach to your young classes of first timers. He struggled considerably which you tried not to laugh at but eventually he got the hang of it a little bit. Until he got frustrated and quit giving a pouty face towards you.
           "Oh Steven, you were doing great. Why'd you stop?" He shot you a somewhat playful glare.
            "I saw you laughing at me." You let out a giggle walling towards him.
             "I wasn't laughing at you."
             "You weren't laughing with me." He stated poking his bottom lip out. You took his hands placing a soft peck on his lips with a smile.
              "You did great Steven." Pink lit up his face at your remark and a smile spread wide. He looked at you bashfully a smile on his face.
              "I learned from the best." He moved his hands from yours wrapping his arms around your waist and placing a soft kiss on your lips. The two of you pulled away after a few seconds, and you slipped from his grasp putting out your hand for his.
               "Shall we? I still need a dance partner." You stated shooting him a cheeky grin, he happily took your hand nodding.
               "We shall then." You giggled at his response and the two of you began dancing the night away. Nothing serious just random dancing to music you loved. Spending time in eachothers arms placing soft kisses on each other's lips as you swayed to the music. Love was the only thing in your apartment that night as the two of you laughed and dance around in eachothers arms. Love was the only thing that mattered.