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Sixty First Dates - 28

28. Darcy/Sam, 12, for @indubitably26

One of the character’s favorite music is playing wherever the date is set.

Sam was the self-proclaimed best dancer of the (male) Avengers. Having seen Steve, Tony and Clint all dance, Darcy was inclined to believe him sight unseen, but she was certainly willing to check it out for herself by asking Sam out dancing.

It wasn’t her entire motive, of course. The fact that he was hot like the sun and she’d been dying to jump his bones for quite some time now might also have something to do with it. But she sold it to Sam as ‘Let’s go out dancing!’ and he seemed quite happy to jump at the proposal, so Darcy was calling it a date.

She hadn’t quite expected Sam to squeal like a teenage girl as they walked into the club and the DJ put on Beyoncé, though.

“I love this song! If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it,” he sang, and Darcy stared absolutely hypnotized as he did a little shimmy.

“Unnn,” Darcy said incoherently, staring at the movement of his hips quite helplessly. Sam grabbed her hand.

“Come on, girl, we ain’t standin’ around while Queen Bey is singin’!” He almost towed her onto the crowded dance floor, slung his arms around her and proceeded to give an exhibition of bump n’grind dancing Darcy was fairly sure would be illegal in any number of countries. And if it isn’t, it should be, she thought, trying desperately to keep her eyes on his. Sam was too nice for her to objectify him like this, but he was making it extremely difficult!

“You look hot, are you done already?” Sam yelled at her.

Despairing, Darcy shook her head. “I’m good!” she called back.

“Excellent! Wouldn’t want to think my partner had no stamina, now!” He winked.

Darcy wished quite desperately for an ice bath.