[ It's official. He's the City's chewtoy for Awkward & Absurd. ]
[ He draws her close, in a freestyle pose, one palm spidering against her back, the other holding her hand in his. It's been half a decade since he's done this; their feet collide as he moves, but he catches his rhythm in the next beat, sweeping her in a wide arc across the floor, more force than finesse. ]
I'll stop when the song ends.
[ He needs this established. To explain it's the curse, not him. Annoyance bubbles up and out of him. He's conscious of all the eyes fixed on the two of them, of the heat emanating from the crowded floor, of Korra's hand, warm not cool, held in his. Why does this keep happening? ]
action; It fiiiiits xDD
[ He draws her close, in a freestyle pose, one palm spidering against her back, the other holding her hand in his. It's been half a decade since he's done this; their feet collide as he moves, but he catches his rhythm in the next beat, sweeping her in a wide arc across the floor, more force than finesse. ]
I'll stop when the song ends.
[ He needs this established. To explain it's the curse, not him. Annoyance bubbles up and out of him. He's conscious of all the eyes fixed on the two of them, of the heat emanating from the crowded floor, of Korra's hand, warm not cool, held in his. Why does this keep happening? ]