( slow dancing )

[absurdities]

slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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[alwayshammered]

Set on Asgard?

[searches_forhim]

The battle was over, and the nine realms had been saved from infinite darkness. Jane's had recovered from being possessed by the Aether, and before going back to Earth she had asked to stay on Asgard one more day to join in the celebrations.

The feasting was beyond anything she had ever imagined. The sheer volume of food, the smashing glasses, the overflowing wine - and the sheer joy on everyone's faces. She couldn't help but smile, until Thor held out his hand and asked her to dance.

"Oh, I don't know how," she replied, instantly nervous. She was certain dancing on Asgard was nothing like dancing at a night club in New York. That was all she knew.

[alwayshammered]

There was no party quite like an Asgard party. Particularly considering the fact that Asgard parties had a tendency to span days, even weeks. He was enjoying himself far more than he had during the last celebration, if only because Jane was there and not down on Midgard, where he couldn't see her, couldn't touch her. When she attempted to refuse his invitation to dance he simply kept his hand held out, a smile curving his mouth.

"Come. You need not worry about impressing anyone here."

[searches_forhim]

Jane looked around and saw that he was right, nobody was paying attention to them. She took his hand and rose to her feet, letting him lead her out amongst the others dancing. His smile, as always, was infectious, and just the feel of her hand in his was enough to make everything around her go hazy.

"But what if I step on your toes?" she asked, already knowing the answer. She could not hurt him even if she tried. Considering their height difference, it might have been easier to dance if she stood on his feet completely. Then she wouldn't have to worry about anything.