Tango
Rating: PG
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Wilders
Prompt: Disgrace
Notes: For A Year In Writing.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Catherine's trying to teach him how to dance.
037: Disgrace
“Put your foot here,” Catharine said, tapping a spot on the floor. “Now here, and then here.”
Geoffrey followed her toes and tried to count out what she wanted him to. It was miserably hard to keep track of his feet, and the numbers, and her, and still keep up with what she was saying. Maybe, he thought, this dancing thing wasn’t such a good idea.
“C’mon, Geoff!” she snapped when he stepped on her toes for the tenth time in as many minutes.
“I’m sorry.”
She sighed and dropped her arms. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” she said, echoing his thoughts.
“Maybe.”
“Oh, well. It’s not like I really have anywhere to dance, anyway,” she sighed. “Kind of a useless skill, now that I think about it.”
Geoffrey bit the inside of his lip and pulled her back into position. He hated to see her down, and he was willing to stumble through another tango for her.
“Where do I put my feet again?” he asked.
The smile she gave him made up for all of the embarrassment that would surely follow.
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Wilders
Prompt: Disgrace
Notes: For A Year In Writing.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Catherine's trying to teach him how to dance.
037: Disgrace
“Put your foot here,” Catharine said, tapping a spot on the floor. “Now here, and then here.”
Geoffrey followed her toes and tried to count out what she wanted him to. It was miserably hard to keep track of his feet, and the numbers, and her, and still keep up with what she was saying. Maybe, he thought, this dancing thing wasn’t such a good idea.
“C’mon, Geoff!” she snapped when he stepped on her toes for the tenth time in as many minutes.
“I’m sorry.”
She sighed and dropped her arms. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” she said, echoing his thoughts.
“Maybe.”
“Oh, well. It’s not like I really have anywhere to dance, anyway,” she sighed. “Kind of a useless skill, now that I think about it.”
Geoffrey bit the inside of his lip and pulled her back into position. He hated to see her down, and he was willing to stumble through another tango for her.
“Where do I put my feet again?” he asked.
The smile she gave him made up for all of the embarrassment that would surely follow.