Sakamoto Tatsuma: This Dance

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Merry Christmas everyone! Stay safe and enjoy. Sending loads of love and prayers to you all and your loved ones.

Wohoo! We made it to part three! Not gonna lie this is kinda my personal favorite and from a fond memory of mine. Yay to more stupidity and nonsense.

Forelsket
Pronunciation| (foro-sket)
Verb Norwegian, Danish
(v.) indescribable euphoria experienced as you begin to fall in love.

7 billion smiles and yours is my favorite.

Pretty skies are what dreams are made of. Sun kissed white clouds blossom into blue. Soon enough they start to dance. Drop by drop as if beating to the rhythm of its own tune. One by one ever so gently, creating a beautiful melody.

After voyaging through space Y/n felt desperately home sick. Sakamoto asserted it was a good idea to have a vacation on earth. He of course had to practically drag her along with him.

Believe it or not they had a pretty good time here after being in space for so long. Sakamoto knew how to please a lady. She stood up as he took her hand in his and lead her outside the restaurant after their lunch together.

The pelting motion of the droplets became louder with each passing moment. "Tatsu I'm pretty sure I checked today's weather forecast and told you to grab an umbrella didn't I?" Y/n inquired sternly.

Sakamoto loosened his grip around her hand and looked aside, "I don't have it with me. Ahaha hahaha, sorry." He was internally praying to the heavens above to save him. He merrily laughed, "W-well I didn't think it'd actually rain today so I left it back in the inn. Ahahaha hahaha."

Unable to comprehend how to react she, yanked her hand away from him. Before she could utter her words the very next moment, echoing of the thunder became even louder and clear. She instinctively grabbed his arm by force while they began striding towards the tree for shelter.

Taking a few moments to catch her breath she leaned on the bark of the tree. He could sense a dangerous aura behind him. Sakamoto wasn't even bothered by it at all. Prepared with a genius plan, he proceeded to place his arm on her shoulder while interlacing his finger tips with the other as he twirled her, "So Y/n Have you danced in the rain?" She fell into him, his strong arms wrapping her tight, protecting her before casting her out again.

The second they started moving, most of her frustration melted away. She felt right in his arms, and he caught in hers. He saw the laughter glitter in her eyes. Sakamoto had his way of making her smile all the time. Her form was smooth as she followed his lead without hesitation. "Are you kidding me? Of course I have!"

"Then may I have this dance?" He hung his sunglasses by the rim of his neckline. For once she could see the bright blue clearly in his orbs.

She excitedly smiled at him, "Absolutely!" She was dancing in the rain. Arms in the sky above her, imitating him. How long ago was it she felt this way? She couldn't remember the last time she'd done this, why had she ever stopped?

A hand grabbed hers and she was swung backward, dipped low, as her their eyes momentarily locked into each other. Sakamoto spoke before breaking the silence, "Say Y/n, you never told me you could dance."

Y/n took the lead this time guiding his hand on her waist as they goofily continued. "You never asked. Nice Tatsu, you're catching up." For a while after getting the hang of it, their movement was swift like the raging waters of a waterfall, lively and full of energy. Surprisingly no one toppled over the other or accidentally stepped on each other's foot.

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