Title: Dancing Queen
Fandom: New Warriors
Characters: Jono/Sofia
Prompt: 93. Sympathetic
Word Count: 162
Rating: PG
Summary: Jono understands how Sofia feels fairly well.
Author's Notes: I own nothing. Behold, my new crackship!
Sofia nearly jumped out of her skin when Jono’s hand came down on her shoulder. The man was remarkably good at sneaking up on people. “Come with me,” he said, jerking his head towards the door.
“What is it?” she asked, following her teammate. He answered with a slight grin and a shake of his head as he led her all the way to the training room.
Someone had put music on the sound system, something with a man announcing that a wasted youth was better by far than a wise and productive old age.
“You were saying yesterday that you missed dancing,” Jono said over the music, stretching a hand out to Sofia . “I might be a little rusty, but I won’t step on your toes too much.”