The prompt was from rogue4ever: cherry future or cherry dancing. Enjoy :)
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Rachel collapsed on the sofa with a groan, her entire body aching.
"Oh, hey, doll! I didn't hear you come in," Mike commented with a smile that soon fell at her appearance. The tiny brunette was dressed in a pair of gym shorts and had her hair tied in a messy bun. Fuzzy socks adorned her feet and she had pulled on one of the Asian's old sweatshirts, "Rach? What's wrong?"
She huffed and cuddled up to him when he sat with her, "My dance teacher is the devil reincarnated. She said it was physically impossible for me to be sexy. And then she made me do the dance a dozen times, even though I know it was perfect the first time I did it!"
Mike dropped a kiss to her pouting lips and gently pulled her off the couch, "Come on."
"What are we doing? Michael, I'm tired!"
But her protests fell on deaf ears as the boy wrapped his arms around her waist and began to sway back and forth, humming quietly. Rachel fought back a smile, but hooked her hands behind his neck and rested her head on his chest. Breathing in deeply, she took in his scent of cologne and mint toothpaste. They continued to dance, even though there was no music and simply enjoyed being in each other's company.
And Rachel's horrendous day was entirely forgotten.
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