Really now? For dancing even this much? [ even if what he knows would be more in the realm of germanic dances, little waltzes and the like... being with her always makes him feel a bit more airy, a bit more free. joking with her, little competitions, even singing together this much more often--
how much of a difference it was from that first day when he possibly saw her at her lowest or worst, or one of her worsts. he much prefers this look to her instead, smirking and moving smoothly to the beat and even her playful flick to his braid; he leans in closer as well, flicking his other braid to her cheek with a catlike smile.
the way she looks at him is a little new, though he's been slowly wondering if the way she looks at him is starting to differ now. and he can't even lie, she looks terribly sleek in the nightclub nights, dancing to sade. a temptation to a tipsy ex-god. ]
You could surprise me more if you'd allow me to, perhaps... [ maybe, lead a dance. his hand hovers over her waist, a light touch over her hip. ]
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how much of a difference it was from that first day when he possibly saw her at her lowest or worst, or one of her worsts. he much prefers this look to her instead, smirking and moving smoothly to the beat and even her playful flick to his braid; he leans in closer as well, flicking his other braid to her cheek with a catlike smile.
the way she looks at him is a little new, though he's been slowly wondering if the way she looks at him is starting to differ now. and he can't even lie, she looks terribly sleek in the nightclub nights, dancing to sade. a temptation to a tipsy ex-god. ]
You could surprise me more if you'd allow me to, perhaps... [ maybe, lead a dance. his hand hovers over her waist, a light touch over her hip. ]