20 days and still going strong! Well, I say strong…
Disclaimed.
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Day 20: Dancing
"You're telling the truth this time?"
"Yes, Ai."
"You actually don't know how to dance?"
Kiku pouted. "Don't you trust me? I've never needed to know how to dance… Not Western dances, anyway… No one ever took me anywhere I'd have to, except China-nii."
Lukas chuckled. "And you want me to teach you."
"Yes?"
The Norwegian smiled. "Alright. Come on, kjære; I'll teach you to dance." He led the Japanese into the middle of the living room, where there was more space, and fiddled with his iPod until he got a waltz. "Alright, give me your hand- Other hand, alright, good. And put your other hand on my shoulder." He wrapped his own free hand around Kiku's waist. "Ready? One, two, three, one, two, three…"
Lukas counted time as they twirled across the floor, Kiku's eyes remaining fixed on their feet as he concentrated on the steps. The blond's focus ended up on Kiku's face, watching those dark eyes flicker.
Which was why neither of them noticed the table until they tripped over it.
Kiku laughed, landing on top of his boyfriend. "This seems to happen every time you try to teach me something. You're very accident prone, Sensei," he teased.
"You're making me mess up," Lukas retorted. "Distracting creature."
"So I distract you?" Kiku pushed off, rolling over to lie beside the Norwegian.
"No, kjære, you just keep falling on me," Lukas joked. "You're heavy."
"Are you calling me fat?"
"Oh no! Milord is light as a feather! And skinny as a stick," he added under his breath.
"I heard that! And I think Mathias-san is rubbing off on you." Kiku smirked, standing up.
"It was a compliment! You don't have to be so rude about it."
Kiku laughed, standing up and offering Lukas a hand. The Norwegian smirked. "I can stand up on my own, you know."
"Can you?" the Japanese asked, the picture of innocence.
"Oh, shut up." Lukas stood, pushing the table out of the way. "Shall we go back to our lesson?"
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So short, good lord.
I blame high school. I'm too tired for this shit…
Next up: Cooking/baking.
See ya~!
-Bird