Shall We Dance? || karma akabane

Shall We Dance? || karma akabane

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[Karma Akabane x reader fanfic] [ON HIATUS] ~•●※●•~ With your acceptance, he slowly slid his warm hand around your waist, causing your breath to hitch. The simple gesture made you feel hot considering how fiery this guy could get. "(Y/n)..." he whispers through your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "How can we start dancing if you're just gonna stay still?" He chuckles with amusement. Then, he gently placed both of your hands in his broad shoulders, causing you to blush. As the two of you simultaneously took a step, everything around you changed. Music played out of nowhere as the fireflies circled the two of you. The two of you swayed back and forth to the beat of the slow music. You slowly raise your head and meet Karma's mercury irises. It felt like time had stopped ticking, as the two of you never leave each other's gazes. Each step you make leaves a colorful trail of light, whereas Karma's flames surrounds the two of you protectively. As the two of you pull apart from each other, everything instantly went back to normal. "Let's dance again sometimes," Karma smirks. ~•●※●•~
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