You know this song inspired me for the last bit of Morning After? This song, people, is B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L. Melikes sappy :3
Sorry it took so long for me to get to this, anon. I needed to have this thought out perfectly ;) ;) yes, I went there lol
For reference’s sake, let’s assume Yoosung is only a bit taller than her. I hope you like it! This was the first time I’ve ever written a kiss scene, so I hope it’s okay. Not mention the proper dancing
Dance Lessons (YoousngXMC)
Yoosung was hopping around all over the flat. ‘Did I clean out my living room? What if she wants to see my bedroom?‘ He nervously thinks as he swipes the table for the umpteenth time.
He had chickened out earlier that day. He was supposed to ask her to the spring formal, but when he brought it up, it turned into a pathertic request to teach him how to dance.
‘Shit, why am I so nervous?‘ He groans internally. ‘She’s been here too many times. We’ve literally been friends forever.’
The repetitive ringing of the doorbell knocks him out of his thoughts. ‘She’s here!’
He opens the door for her, and she marches in like a woman on a mission. He trails around after her as she plops her handbag onto a nearby sofa.
She surveys her surroundings before turning around to face him, with her hands on her hips. “Are you ready to dance?”
“Yes ma’am.” he replies tersely, resisting the urge to give a mock-salute.
She giggles at his prompt response and turns on the song from his speaker set. Standing in the middle of the room, she gestures him to step closer.
‘Why did I choose that song?’ he cries internally as he steps closer slowly. His arms hover in mid air, not knowing where to place them.
She laughs and places one of his hands on her waist and the other holding her hand. Yoosung tries his best to ignore how right it feels to hold her like this, and hopes his palms don’t get sweaty.
“Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead”
She sings as she starts swaying. She guides him as to how his feet should work; Yoosung is always looking down at his feet to make sure he doesn’t accidentally step on her.
“Eyes up front” she laughs, and his head jolts up. Her laughter relaxes him; he must be doing something right after all.
Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home
“See! You got this!” she smiles encouragingly as they open their movements more from their original box. Feeling a little bold, Yoosung lets go of her waist to twirl her in time with the music.
“And you said you didn’t know how to dance!”
His grip on her tightens out of nervousness again. “I really don’t; I just wanted to try it.” he chuckles sheepishly.
“So...this is the first time you’re taking the dance so seriously~” A cheeky grin blossoms on her face, and she wiggles her eyebrows at him. “Who’s the lucky girl?”
The question throws him off the little rhythm he had, and he steps on her toe. She winces at the pain, but doesn’t let him stop dancing. “Sorry about that.” He mumbles, again looking downward to monitor his feet.
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I'll be your man
Yoosung tries to muster any remaining courage he has and holds her with one arm to twirl her only halfway. Her back is now pressed against his chest, and they continue swaying from left to right.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” she whispers under her breath, but Yoosung could hear her anyway. “Positive.”
After a beat, he decides to just say it. His mouth hovers over her right ear and whispers “I was hoping you would be the one?”
Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
MC stays silent as they resume their normal stance, with both her arms resting on his shoulders and his arms on her waist. He tries to look at her in the eye, but she is the one looking at her feet now.
Yoosung pulls her in, eliminating any space they had between them. “Well?” he breathes.
She looks up at him, and gives him the softest smile he has ever seen. His heartbeat soars, and a smile erupts on his face. Yes!
She rests her head on his shoulder, and they continue dancing. He hopes she cannot feel his heart beating so fast, but it’s practically impossible not to.
“I don’t deserve this,” he sings along to the last lines “You look perfect, tonight.”
At the last bit of strings, he musters up the final courage to try to dip her. It’s only semi-successful, though.
Both partners are out of breath, even though their dance wasn’t too rigorous. The music has stopped, but they don’t break away. They simply stare at each other, lost in their own world.
The moments seemed to be streching into hours, even though it was only a few seconds. MC puts her hands on his head and pulls him in for a kiss. Yoosung finally straightened them up as he slowly kissed her back.
After a few seconds, she pulls away and rests her forehead on his, seeing as she is still nestled in his arms.
“Let’s save some of this for the formal.” She smiled, her faced slightly red from blushing so much.
Yoosung could only grin back.