#danse school

[imagine-loki]

You have been taking tango lessons for a few years, and no one has a clue, all except one dark haired God, who has watched you from the shadows as you hum and practice when you think your alone. Halloween comes around and your dance school is doing a costumed/catered milonga. A lot of your classmates already have dates. That evening you are watching everyone dancing when suddenly there is someone standing close to you, and you hear a familiar voice say "May I have this dance?"