Dance with me :]

| Dance with me in my backyard boy :] |

No ones pov
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Tommy and Yara were just swinging on their swing set, listening to music and propelling themselves on the swing. Up; down: up; down. Up; down. It repeats. It was quiet, like it usually was. They lived on the outskirts of the smp, usually getting letters on what has happened recently.

Tommy went up high on the swing, jumping down last second. "What're you doing?" Yara questioned, still swinging. "I'm just gonna go to the bathroom, I'll be back in a sec" Tommy replied, already opening the door. He walked through tithe door closing it behind himself, as the sound of Yara swinging filled the air.

"Hmmm..." Yara hummed, thinking for a second before jumping off the swing. The soft creaks still going as the swing winds down and slows to a stop. Yara walked over to the table they had against the house, grabbing the radio and and twisting it to w certain channel. Smiling softly, Yara went backwards a bit closing her eyes.

She slowly started to dance, listening to the music and gliding on the ground. Hearing s soft creak from the door, she didn't bother to open her eyes as she heard Tommy quietly close the door behind himself and walking over to herself. She felt her hand being taken as they swayed, not even bothering to open their eyes already knowing the soft smiles on each other's faces.

The only thing that could be heart was the soft music coming from the radio and the soft bristling of the grass as they slow danced on it.

Both were content and happy.
They may not say "I love you" a lot but this males of for it.
And so the two best friends swayed in the quiet area in peace. Hoping the quiet moment would never end.