It starts snowing the day Lovino told Madeline he would teach her to dance. He's not a super huge fan of the cold. He does like getting warm though, so that's a plus for colder weather. He rubs at his shoulder on his way over to the music room. It's empty. He talked to Carmen after his impromptu play music for me moment. She said they are in there mostly everyday except for Wednesdays for sure. So that's the day he decided he could teach Madeline to dance. He ignores the feelings in him.
He opens the door and takes a deep breath. He throws his things to the side. He changed into more appropriate dancing clothes just before his last hour started. He traded his jeans and boots for sweats and tennis shoes. His long sleeve he traded in for a simple black t-shirt. He stretches out his arms. He's not nervous. He's more so curious. He's never taught anyone to dance before. He knows he'd probably get too irritated with them during the course of teaching. He didn't want to do that, even if they eventually got sick of his careless attitude. He rolls his shoulders when Madeline comes stumbling in.
He glances at her. The jeans she wore earlier are now a pair of yoga pants and her pigtails and pulled tighter on her head. She's wearing a simple white t-shirt. Lovino ignores the bubble of feelings in his chest. She smiles widely at him and drops her stuff near his.
"Hi, thank you for teaching me," She comes over to him. Lovino grimaces slightly. He doesn't know how this will work out.
"Yeah well, never taught anyone before," He waves her over to the center of the room. She follows with that stupid bright smile still on her face. He stands straighter and holds out a hand to her. She takes it without hesitation and steps up to him. He's hit with the sudden realization that Madeline will be really close to him. He changes his mind.
"Ah, I need to teach you the girls part," He holds her still and stands next to her, mentally running through his head the steps the girl usually takes. He explains that tango is a bit fast paced, and there are a lot of steps. She nods her head enthusiastically. He dances the steps out slowly for her, telling her exactly where to place her feet as he does. She copies him, a small crease in her brow in concentration.
Lovino is pleased to find she can follow his instruction easily. He'd have a hard time if she didn't understand him. She picks up on the steps quickly. Lovino is nearly smiling at the sight of her learning the dance. She stumbles a bit over a few of the trickier foot work pieces, but for the most part she's graceful and fluid.
"Have you ever danced before?" He asks her during a small break. Madeline shrugs, taking a quick sip of her water.
"No I've ice skated though," she smiles at him. He hides his gulp by drinking his water. That explains the smoothness of her motions. They run through the steps a few more times before Lovino calls it a day, too much practice can make you mess up more. Madeline pulls up her boots and wiggles into her red hoodie. Lovino takes a moment to lace up his own boots over his sweats. He pushes off the ground and shakes to release any last tension from his muscles. He stops thinking when Madeline hugs him quickly again.
"Thank you for teaching me Lovino, see you next week," She's walking towards the door, waving over her shoulder at him. He blinks after her. He shakes his head violently. This is not happening. He doesn't really care that she wants to learn to dance and he doesn't really care that she likes it. It's no matter to him that she asked him to teach her. It's nothing. He shoulders his bag and walks quickly home.
AN: Thankfully she's a quick learner. Hope you enjoy~
