IMAGINE: Being afraid to dance with Javier

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| IMAGINE for @laci-lia |

     You watch Javier dance on the dance floor, in absolute awe. "If I could dance like that..." You murmur wistfully. Once Javier is finished, he collapses into the chair next to yours, breathless. "That was amazing." You tell him.

     He looks at you and smiles. "Thanks." He breathes.

     "You dance so smoothly and gracefully. It's incredible."

     He laughs. "You know, you could do it too."

     Your eyes widen. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I couldn't." You protest.

     Javier turns his body to face you. "Why ever not? I'll teach you."

     "I have two left feet."

     He grins. "That will change once you practice."

     You shake your head. "No, no, I just can't." You answer nervously.

     "Y/N, what are you so worried about?" He asks softly.

     You shift nervously. "Everyone-everyone will be watching me..." You trail off.

     "So? There's nothing wrong with that."

     "Nothing wrong with that?!" You exclaim. You cross your arms. "Javier, unlike you, I'm not a good looking person. It'd be so embarrassing!"

      Javier stares at you, his eyebrows furrowed. "Y/N, what are you talking about? You're beautiful." He murmurs.

     You let out a humorless laugh. "Right." You mutter.

     "Is that why you're so afraid to dance? Because you think you're ugly and you don't want all eyes to be on you?" Javier asks. You look away from him, grimacing. He touches your arm. "Y/N, look at me." He says softly. You do as he says. His eyes are intense. "Y/N, you're beautiful. You're absolutely beautiful. I know you may not believe it, but you are. Who cares anyways what people think about you? The only person's opinions you should be concerned about are your own. You can't spend your whole life caring about other people's opinions. It robs you of having a carefree life."

     You nod. "You're right." You whisper.

     He holds out his hand, smiling. "So? If I'm right, what does that mean you're going to do?" He asks.

     You slowly slide your hand into his, smiling. "That means I'll let you teach me how to dance." You answer. Javier grins and pulls you onto the dance floor.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!

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