“i don’t really dance,” cal confessed, though he was sure that just by looking at him, anyone could figure it out. “the only dances i know how to do are the ones that tell you in the song. you know, like the cupid shuffle.” he chuckled softly, licking his lips and biting down on his lower one and sighing. “what about you?” he asked, looking over at rizo. “gonna dance?” // @rizosguin





