DANCE DANCE DANCE | open, high school dance au

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She smiled, laughing uneasily as she was lead out to the dancefloor, tucking a piece of hair behind one of her ears. For a moment, she just stood awkwardly, before saying, "...Uh...How do you, um, s-start?" Cece laughed again, maybe in a nervous habit.

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Zoey smiled as she was pulled to the dance floor with Lucy. She was actually glad Lucy asked her to dance, she loved dancing (even though she thought she was terrible at it.)

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{The dancefloor didn't look too crowded, so Jake wouldn't have to worry about bumping into anyone in the process. He hadn't danced in a while, so he might be a little rusty or completely horrible at it. If he was bad at it, then he might as well just kick himself out of this dance. Okay, try not to embarrass yourself, Jake. Still, he doubted that he would be that bad. "Do you happen to be good at dancing, by any chance?" Jake didn't really care if they were both bad as long as the two of them had fun with it, and maybe if Jake would manage to be smooth and snag a quick kiss. Of course, Jake would probably just end up falling on his face in the process, so that option was probably out of consideration. So now that they were on the dancefloor, what now? Where was Jake supposed to even put his hands? This was probably amusing to watch.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]He smiled softly, then shook his head and placed his hands on Jake's hips gingerly. Well, here went nothing. "I have a basic idea of what to do, but other then that, not really." He answered with the smallest of shrugs, then aimed to gently guide his hands to his shoulders, then return his hands to his hips. Heh, maybe he could grab a kiss, if he was strategic about it - Though he wondered if English would let him. His gaze turned over to Lucy, and his face probably got ten times redder. Oops.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{"I suppose that it's the same situation eith me, although I haven't danced in a while, so apologies in advance if I manage to trip." Jake admit, deciding that it would be good just to warn Dirk ahead of time while he had the chance. Jake had only a slight idea of what to do as well, so he supposed that the both of them were in the same situation. Eventually, Jake got the basic gist of it, such as where he was actually supposed to put his hands and such, but he just allowed his hands to be guided up to Dirk's shoulders. It was a common dancing pose but Jake didn't really mind that at all. In fact, he would much rather have it like that instead of something on a more complicated level, whereas he would have a higher chance of making a mistake. Then there was Lucy. Shit. He could have sworn that his face was red - after all, such a comment was embarrassing. Well, it did seen to work or whatever, so kudos to her. Jake tilted his attention back to Dirk, who was probably either in the same situation as Jake or maybe he had managed to keep cool about it. He would have kissed Dirk right then and there, but that probably would have been random and would have ruined a lot, so he just resisted the urge and instead tried to focus on something else, which was apparently more difficult than he thought it would be. Lucy might as well go tell them to get a room because Jake doubted that it would get any more embarrassing than this. Still, it wasn't that emotionally crippling type, and more of that "it's probably true and I've probably already accepted that but it's still embarrassing because my boyfriend is right here" type.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]At this point, he was trying not to freak out or mess up. He wanted things to go right, after all, and that meant being able to execute a simple dance with the one he loved. Though most likely he would fall forwards and trip if he did try to lean in to kiss him, oops. God, he was way too nervous as he began leading on the dance, swaying slightly and trying to step to the beat. Shit, shit, shit, he was so screwed. He swore he was going to mess up and a) make a fool of himself and b) not be able to kiss Jake (and he really wanted that). He was just way too nervous - He was close to his boyfriend, oh, God, the closest thing to kissing they had really gotten was hugging and the earlier kiss on the cheek, and now here he was, planning on snagging one. Plus with Lucy watching, oh, shit. "No worries." He chuckled, smiling.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{Jake had only one chance, and he better not screw this up. Okay, game plan. What was his plan? Have a perfect dance with Strider and then lean up and kiss him and if that didn't work, bail out of the dance by jumping out of the window - closed or open - and never returning. Right. That seemed good enough. At first, Jake was a little awkward, and it was probably painful to watch, but eventually, he did get the hang of it, and it slowly grew easier to keep in pace. After all, the music wasn't too difficult to follow, as it was probably designed for people to recognize easily. Then again, maybe that was just Jake. Even though he was a bit of an asshole at times, got into fights a lot with people who were way bigger and possibly stronger than him, and had slight speech impairment on a single stupid word, he was pretty okay at adapting easily, so that could be considered one of his good qualities in the incredibly short list. So far, so good. He didn't trip at all yet. Soon it would be time to put his plan into action, but Jake suddenly wasn't so sure about it. Whatever. He was going to do it and if all went wrong, bail. For now, though, he would just attempt to enjoy himself, which took little to no effort because he was actually dancing with Dirk! How fucking exciting was that?}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Oh, God, okay, this was going good so far, though he was mostly sure his hands were shaking. If Jake could feel that, he was so fucking screwed. Humming along slightly to the slow song playing in the background, he focused on the one thing that really mattered most - His boyfriend, of course. He was gonna die if this screwed up. He took in a very quiet yet very shaky breath, trying not to seem too nervous, even though it was a bit obvious. Great, Strider, make a fool of yourself in front of English PLUS every Dirkjake worshipper watching them looking at u viazera. He danced along, finally getting the hang of this while smiling because hot damn he was dancing with Jake.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{Jake could have sworn that his heart was racing so quickly, it was louder than the music that was playing, though that was probably from Jake's own perspective. Thank goodness. Though Jake was quite certain that there were other signs that showed that he was either nervous or anticipating doing something, which, in this case, was both. Some signs included how Jake looked away every now and then, bit his bottom lip as a nervous habit, and sometimes nearly lost his footing and tripped only to catch himself before that dreadful act could occur. Trying to force himself to relax, Jake just tried to mentally sort out what he was going to do before he had the chance to screw anything up. There was a good chance that Jake was going to try to kiss Dirk at one point, but whether or not that would work depended on Dirk himself. After all, if he ended up pushing Jake away or something, then the plan would have clearly failed. Maybe Jake could try something from movies. No. Dirk would probably think that Jake was an unoriginal idiot. "You're not too bad at this, Strider." Jake eventually commented with a teasing grin, just to help himself out of his earlier turmoil. He was going to do what he had to do and if it went wrong, so be it. There was always the window escape route.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]He let out an almost nervous sounding chuckle at his teasing, rolling his orange eyes fondly. "You're not bad either, English." He replied, because he was probably doing better then he was - His mind was mostly on a) holy shit I'm dancing with Jake and b) holy shit how am I expected to kiss him. He wanted to kiss him, but how? He would probably fail, because he was that stupid. Like, did he need to ask permission? No, that was for sex, idiot, and you two were not having sex. But maybe he should. No, that would ruin it, shit. He felt his hands shake on Jake's hips, and he swore he was gonna di, right then and there.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{Jake allowed his grin to remain even though he was getting slowly nervous. More and more nervous by the mere seconds. The dark-haired teen just wanted to get it over with, just so the nagging anticipation would finally leave him alone. He was tense, and if that continued, Jake was afraid that Dirk might notice how anxious Jake was about this. Okay, Jake, just do it. He had been through way worse, rigjt? For example, whenever his pistol drew back after a shoot and managed to hurt Jake. This seemed to be way worse, however. After all, emotional pain was nearly always worse than physical, and Jake could literally prove that right then and there. Get it over with, Jake. Just get it over with and see what happened. After all, if Jake managed to take risks when physical injury was most likely going to be involved, then he would be able to take risks if emotional injury would be involved, although he was quite certain that if he failed this time, he would probably just cry about it and leave and make sure to never contact anyone from this dance again.}

_{Jake could do this. He probably couldn't, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to try. He took a deep breath, eventually slowing his own pace down, just so it would be easier for him in the long-run. Jake's hands were already at an adequate area for him to reach up, so all he had to do was lean up and quickly do it. There wasn't else that was to it. Jake stood up on his tip-toes so he would be at equal height, and slowly leaned forward. "Sorry if it's...bad." Jake might as well apologize in advance, just to lighten it up, before just closing his green eyes shut, aiming to gently press their lips together, not too hard mainly because Jake didn't even know if he knew what he was doing. His heart was pounding his chest so hard, he could have sworn that jt could be heard all throughout the dance itself. Jake was pretty much glad for the darkness so if Dirk was disgusted or whatever, he wouldn't be able to see it. Anyways, if Dirk pushed or pulled away, Jake was certainly doing to "double pistol and a wink" the fuck out of here.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Why was he apologiz- Oh. Oh. How this could be bad was beyond him, because now his lips were against Jake's, and he swore he couldn't be happier. He had wanted to do this the whole time, and English just made the job so much easier for him. His heart was racing as he pressed back, and he was glad for the dim lighting that would hopefully hide how red his face was, though he was sure everybody else was going to stare at them kissing. Whatever, this was great, and he was going to kiss back, because hell yes, he was kissing his boyfriend. This technically did count as their first kiss, if he thought about it (kisses on the hand or cheek probably did not count), and he was glad this was a decently special moment. His first dance with him and his first kiss with him. He reveled in the moment, glad to be so close to him, glad to be kissing him.

As they broke apart, he swore he knew Jake knew he was grinning like an idiot, but he didn't care, because he didn't know if he could ever be happier, or been happier. Probably not, except for maybe when Jake agreed to go out with him. "I... Wow." He breathed like the dork he was, still grinning that goofy grin of his. Oh, boy, he was such a dork.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]_{As they pulled apart, Jake realized that now was the moment where he determined whether it not to use his escape route. Jake was afraid of Dirk's reaction, even though he hasn't pushed him away and did kiss back and it was amazing - okay, Jake should mentally shut up now. His heart was racing rather quickly and he tugged at the collar of his dress shirt a a nervous habit, his face reddening as he realized that he did take the chance and kissed Dirk. Luckily, the lights were dim and Jake's skin color wasn't exactly white, so it didn't show too well. However, it was still there, and it was probably obvious that he was now blushing like a complete moron. Hey, it wasn't everyday that he just started their first kiss, so of course Jake would be nervous about how it went. What if Dirk didn't like it? What if he was just being nice so Jake wouldn't start to cry in the middle of the dance and therefore create a scene? The possibilities were endless, and for once, Jake wasn't fond of that.}

_{"Does that happen to be a good wow or a bad wow?" Jake asked rather tentatively, a nervous smile hinting that he hasn't been able to keep his cool for nearly the entire dance. Yeah, great job, Jake. He was nearly always confident whenever he was going to do something that was technically a risk, but in this situation, it was much more different, and Jake wasn't quite certain if it was a good different or a bad. Something told him that despite the emotional trouble he went through, it was good. Hey, at least Dirk was smiling, and that was pretty cute! Yes, Jake did think that Dirk's smiles were cute. Always had, always will.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Of course that was amazing, how could it be anything less? But what if it wasn't good for him? He probably sucked at kissing, to be honest. He never exactly had practice, since honestly, Jake was his first real boyfriend. Sure, he'd had lovers in the past (most girls, since he had been questioning his sexuality at that point), but mostly those kind of relationships middle schoolers had - They said they were dating but were mostly close friends. This was why different - This was a real relationship, with someone he really loved, so how could this not be perfect? It had been perfect.

He let out a small chuckle, still grinning because he really couldn't stop. Maybe he'd never stop grinning, who knew. Though his face would probably freeze up if he did keep grinning forever. "Good wow. More then good wow." He stated in a certain tone, trying to wipe away his dorky grin, but he really couldn't. Oops.
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