Dallas Winston Imagines

May i have this dance. Naw but you can have my dick.

"babe you ready!" I yelled up the stairs
"coming" he said coming down the stairs.
I was wearing a white dress and he was wearing all black. He grabbed my hand walked out the door. "I haven't been to a beach since I left new York. I'm glad you convinced me to go"
I smiled at him. "yea and I'm going to teach you how to dance"
"hell nah"
"come on Dallas! The big dance is coming up soon!" I said stopping on my tracks and bending my knees ever so slightly
"you know I can't dance!"
"so I'll help you!"
"no one can dance as good as you"
I smiled and was kind of shocked by his remark. I bit my lip and kissed Dallas after I pulled away I looked into his eyes"now will you dance?"
"nah man"
"I hate you" I said playfully hitting his chest
"that's not something you should say to your date" he said chuckling
"well you are only my date if you dance with me"
"now that's not fair"
"maybe I'll go with Tim Shepard" I said teasing him and walking in front of him
He ran behind me and picked me up "hell no. You are my girl"
"will you dance with this girl"
He sighed and scratched his head "I don't know (y/n) you know I. Love you. But. I just don't know about dancing."
I put my hand behind his head "is this about your image?"
"nah" he said walking away
I ran behind him and jumped on his back. I kissed his cheek "please"
After looking into my eyes for a minute he spoke up "I'll try" I jumped off his back in excitement
"thank you baby" I quickly kissed him then grabbed his hand and walked
"only because I love you"
"dal don't worry you'll love it"
We got to the beach and I grabbed his hands. I put one on my back and held the other in my hand. I started to guide him around. He stumbled over his feet a few times. "see you got it" I said to him as he watched his feet. He was silent watching his feet. "ok. Now look at me" he looked at me. That made me forget everything I was doing. I stumbled and fell down on top of him. "sorry Dallas" I said getting off him. He took my hand and pulled me back onto him. He kissed me and I didn't want to let go. Once we both pulled away he bit his lip. He looked gorgeous. I got up and brushed off my dress. Then we started to mess around. I would do these stupid dance moves that aren't even real. Dallas would copy right after me. It started to drizzle. We continued to mess around.
"dal we should get back to the real dancing"
"but this is my real dancing (y/n)" he chuckled. I giggled then grabbed his hands. We started to dance again. The rain began to pour down. We both stopped dancing at the same time. We just looked into each others eyes. After about a minute he finally spoke up. "we should be getting back" I just nodded in agreement.