~Dance~
"One, two, three, four…"
The blonde mutters the words in a rhythmic tone, keeping up with the imaginary music that fills the air. Its a slow pace that he keeps, a beginner's speed to an easy dance.
A gentle hand rests against Genis' back, supporting him. A smaller hand grips onto Mithos' shoulder, scared to let go. Their free hands intertwine with each other, extending as far as each was comfortable with. Two bodies are nearly pressed together, only centimeters apart.
"You're doing fine, Genis."
"You said that earlier before I messed up…"
Mithos lightly chuckles to that response. Yes, he had told him before, constantly reassured him that he was doing fine. There were only a few moments when Genis seemed to lose his momentum and stumbled with a step or two.
"You can do it. I know you can."
Genis doesn't think so. Dancing was not in his set of skills. Yet, it seemed to be in Mithos', just like everything else.
"One, two, three, four…"
As he starts that steady count again, they begin to move. One foot, another follows, then another. They know the steps, the only problem that rises is when they need to be executed.
"Ah!" Genis gasps as he ends up stepping on Mithos' foot. Again. His hands tighten upon this fumbling step, accidentally bumping into the other as well. He feels so embarrassed with every mistake he makes.
"I think I'm supposed to be surprised by that, not you."
"Sorry. You know I didn't mean it." Genis lets out a sigh. "I told you I'm not a great with dancing…"
"You don't have to be, but its nice to know the basics."
"But when am I ever going to need to know how to dance?"
"Well…I like dancing with you."
Genis can feel his face heat up as those words settle into his mind. He wanted to dismiss it as Mithos just being nice, saying kind things to him. But he also knew that he meant it. No matter how many times he failed, the older half-elf never expressed any kind of annoyance with him.
"I-I guess it won't be so bad to keep on learning with you…"
"Don't worry, if you misstep, just know I'm here to catch you."
Mithos smile accompanying his words are contagious as Genis finds himself smiling to. He wishes he could say the same, though its only a dream. One day he could say it, if he ever learns to master these steps just as he did with his spells.
"One, two, three, four…"
