( he does get the hang of things, eventually. after a while, with a little help and guidance from their instructor, he manages to move like he spars — if not entirely trained, there's passion in it, natural ability and agility that helps him once the tenseness flows out of him. kimberly's proud of him; there's a warm, fond smile that curves over her mouth as they dance so close together, so different from the teasing, flirtatious ones that used to show themselves when they'd first met.
there's something with meaning there. it's shown in the careful way he holds the small of her back, or in the way her hands drape confidently over his shoulder and upper arm, secure without gripping tight, knowing he'll catch her if she falls. their eyes meet every-so-often, mostly a smile or two exchanged as they move, but it's enough opportunity to exchange a few errant thoughts. )
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there's something with meaning there. it's shown in the careful way he holds the small of her back, or in the way her hands drape confidently over his shoulder and upper arm, secure without gripping tight, knowing he'll catch her if she falls. their eyes meet every-so-often, mostly a smile or two exchanged as they move, but it's enough opportunity to exchange a few errant thoughts. )
Are you having fun now?