Surprise with need2speed

[mirrorsmirk]

It had taken a week and a lot of really, really tricky sneaking around to get this pulled off, but Michael had to admit, he was quite proud of what was before him. Thanks to the help of Ollie, he had taken over the third floor of the Watchtower to put together the second part of his surprise for Mia. Since her first school dance had been completely

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[need2speed]

Mia came back from arrow practice and training at six thirty and had time for a quick shower and a change before she was supposed to meet Michael for bad reality television and popcorn. She felt a little overdressed for t.v. in the soft, egg-shell colored sundress Chloe had bought her on their last shopping trip, but for some reason she couldn't find anything else except that, her gym clothes, and her Speedy costume in her closet.

She figured she'd explain it away as a laundry day necessity to Mike if he dared to smirk at her.

With hair still a little damp but neatly combed, Mia boarded the elevator in her bare feet and tapped her fingernails against her thighs as she waited for it to deposit her on the third floor. When the doors slid open, she smiled and then raised her eyebrow at the formal suit Michael was sporting.

"Was it laundry day for you too?"

[mirrorsmirk]

Michael turned at the sound of her voice and grinned at what she was wearing. He'd have to remember to thank whoever made sure the dress was the only thing she could find. He stepped forward with a shrug. "We'll go with it being laundry day."

When he saw her without shoes, he kicked his own off along with his socks and pushed them to the side. It'd be more comfortable this way anyway. He offered her his arm. "Ready for...bad reality tv?"

[need2speed]

She laughed and took the arm he offered, feeling ridiculous but in a nice way. They probably looked like they were headed to prom, not to the couch for a round of The Bachelorette.

"Sure, but I'm not going to be responsible if you get popcorn butter on your suit," she teased.

[mirrorsmirk]

"I'm magic and won't get butter on my suit," he smirked and opened the door, leading her into the room and falling quiet to watch her reaction.

[need2speed]

"Magic, yeah right-" Mia stopped short as they got inside the room, her eyes wide as she took in the streamers and the lights glowing softly along the ceiling. She stared dumbly at the DJ and then turned in a complete circle, slowly, mouth open.

"This is..."

[mirrorsmirk]

He watched her turn to take everything in. "Surprise?"

[need2speed]

"Holy crap, you really are magic." She muttered the words and then turned back to him, eyes dancing.

"How did you swing all of this without me knowing?"

[mirrorsmirk]

Smiling, he led her further into the room and tilted his head. "Fletch definitely helped with the distracting. And your new room. Those definitely made it easier to sneak things past you. Had to pull Ollie in on the mission, but it ended up working. Clearly, since you're surprised."

[need2speed]

"You little sneaks!" Mia laughed and then spun around again, happily, her dress flaring out with the movement. He was right, she'd been so busy incorporating Fletch into her new apartment that she hadn't suspected a thing. "It's amazing."

[mirrorsmirk]

Michael laughed softly, watching her twirl. "I'm really glad you like it. Wasn't sure if the streamers and everything else would be too much and cheesy."

[need2speed]

Mia shook her head, facing him again with a wide smile. "I like cheesy. Cheesy is good."

[mirrorsmirk]

"Good," Michael nodded toward the DJ and he began playing music. He held out his arms a little. "Wanna dance?"

[need2speed]

Nodding a little, Mia moved forward to put her hands on Michael's shoulders.

[mirrorsmirk]

Michael slid his hands around her waist and, just like the time he'd attempted to teach her to dance, he began to sway to the beat.

[need2speed]

Mia's fingers flitted nervously over the seam of Michael's jacket for a few moments as she tried to remember how to move. But after a measure of the music played she relaxed into it and stopped worrying so much about whether she was doing it right.

[mirrorsmirk]

When she relaxed into the rhythm, Michael moved his feet a little more to the beat, keeping his eyes on her. "It's not exactly a school dance, but I hope this makes up for what others have taken away from you."