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“come on, yan, it’s fun,” hu tao sings, twirling around. she’s beautiful, yanfei thinks, her pigtails swinging around with her. the rain is pouring, trickling down hu tao’s face and soaking her hair and clothes, but the funeral director doesn’t seem to care. yanfei knows that hu tao isn’t a dancer, but her movements are so graceful, nearly as if the rain is falling around her, controlled by her every move.
“you’re going to be sick tomorrow,” yanfei sighs, rubbing her temples. the lawyer is no stranger to hu tao’s behaviour, but it’s still tiring to be a part of.
hu tao clicks her tongue, walking back under cover and taking yanfei’s hand.
“dance with me, yan,” hu tao says, a carefree grin plastered on her face. she pulls yanfei out into the clearing, swinging her around before catching her by the waist. emerald eyes meet ruby, and yanfei thinks they’re just as entrancing as when she first saw them. hu tao’s skin is slick with rain, her dark hair plastered to her forehead. yanfei reaches up to brush it away.
“you’re beautiful,” yanfei murmurs, and she doesn’t mean to, it just slips out, but hu tao doesn’t flinch. she merely flashes that grin that can easily turn yanfei into a pile of mush, spinning around again and twirling under yanfei’s raised arm.
“so are you,” she giggles, pressing her lips to the corner of yanfei’s mouth. the touch is light and nearly teasing, and yanfei feels a rush of boldness.
“you missed, tao,” yanfei says lightly, tugging hu tao’s collar and kissing her on the lips. it’s just for a second, but hu tao pulls away with her lips curled up into a soft smile. she leans down, resting her forehead on yanfei’s shoulder.
“maybe,” hu tao whispers into her skin, and yanfei can hear the smile still lingering in her voice, “i missed on purpose so i could see you correct me.”
“that’s dirty of you,” yanfei laughs, but of course she doesn’t really care. hu tao lets go of one of yanfei’s hands, placing her hand on the lawyer’s shoulder instead.
“have you ever tried slow dancing?” yanfei has not, but she’s quite willing to try, tonight in the middle of nowhere with the girl she thinks she’s fallen in love with. hu tao reads her gaze and positions yanfei’s hands, then looks up at her.
yanfei realises they’re both soaked, but it’s too late to worry about that.
“dance with me, yan,” hu tao says, the same words as a few minutes ago, only these ones are heavy with sincere emotion. yanfei nods - of course, anything for hu tao - and takes a step forward as her partner steps back.
the dance is clumsy and unpracticed and the furthest thing from professional (yanfei thinks she’s stepped on hu tao’s feet at least five times) but it’s theirs.
yanfei’s and hu tao’s.
two girls in the middle of nowhere dancing in the rain.
and even if hu tao light-heartedly slaps yanfei’s arm afterwards, mumbling something about “the stupidest dance” that anyone has ever done, it’s their stupid little dance and it means the world to yanfei.