I can't believe y/n actually agreed to teach me how to slow dance. I mean, I've always loved dancing but never really had the courage to ask someone for help. But there was something about her that made me want to step out of my comfort zone and just go for it.
As soon as she started showing me the steps, I felt like a complete beginner all over again. My heart was racing, not from nervousness but from excitement. Her hands on my shoulders guiding me through each movement felt so natural, so right.
We danced in silence at first, just focusing on getting the steps right. But eventually, we started talking and laughing as we moved together in perfect harmony. It's crazy how easily she can make even the simplest moments feel special.
I couldn't help but sneak glances at her while we danced – her smile lighting up the room and her eyes sparkling with joy. In those moments, everything else faded away and it was just us two lost in our own little world.
It's funny how something as simple as learning how to slow dance could bring us closer together. With each step we took, it felt like another barrier between us was breaking down.
By the end of our lesson, I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to keep dancing with her forever – feeling her warmth against mine and hearing her laughter fill the air.
y/n taught me more than just how to slow dance; she showed me what true connection feels like – effortless and pure.