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You didn’t really mean to interrupt him from his work and drag him along with you.
But when you heard the first few notes of the song come into play, you found your body slowly swaying to the beat as you sat in your work chair. Soon after, your feet followed, tapping to the beat and not too long, you found yourself standing up from your chair and sauntering to the man sitting in front with his back to you.
As he looked slightly confused to your smiling face and dancing form, you reached out and took his hand to pull him up closer to you. Eyebrows furrowed, he eventually let his hesitant body be pulled up, and you led him just a few steps away from his desk and closer to your body.
Still swaying to the music, you intertwined your fingers with his as your other hand rested lightly on his waist. You continued to step your feet according to the beat, and you smiled up at him as you mouthed the lyrics. His body was stiff as you tried to let him be in sync with you as you danced to the music. You giggled a bit loudly at his awkward yet adorable form. You knew he was protesting from the way he tried to resist your antics, but you knew he needed the break from work, as you did, even for just a while.
It’s in the way you’re always hiding from the light
See for yourself, you have been sitting on a time bomb
No revolution maybe someone somewhere else
Could show you something new about you and your inner song
As the song reached the chorus and you were already slightly shouting the lyrics, you felt his body finally relent to the rhythm as he swayed to the beat. Your smile grew wider as he met yours with a grin, and soon after you were both singing and jumping to the tune. Being the workaholic that he was, it was heartwarming to see him loosen up from time to time. It was his turn to pull you even closer to him, your chest crashing against his. Even for just a few minutes, it was as if everything outside of you didn’t matter. It was just you and him, your silly dancing and singing, and your growing fondness for each other.
Both of your hands now rested on his chest, and they slowly slid down to his stomach as your hips continued to sway. As the song was about to come to a close, you rested your head on his chest, inhaling his slightly pine tree scent and right after, you felt his big, strong arms envelop you. You couldn’t help but smile as you felt Yamato’s lips touch the top of your head, his hands roaming and touching your sides tenderly. You guessed you two must have been a pretty sight right now, in the middle of your makeshift workspace at home, bodies pressed close against each other, in sync to the music slowly fading in the background.
You smiled against his chest, feeling warm and content at the thought.