You and Shōta were a brand new couple in spite of having known each other for years.

The man was known for self-control and restraint when it came to most things, but unfortunately, he had a weakness for he bottle.

Tonight, you two went out to a club with Midnight, Yamada, and some other coworkers from UA (Snipe, Ectoplasm, etc.)

Well, one drink turned into 5, and soon, Shōta got on stage, mildly swaying before telling the DJ he wanted to make a song request.

Of course, they allowed the retired pro to do a dance and sing for his girlfriend.

The only problem? He was so drunk, her forgot you two were dating! In his alcohol-addled brain, he thought had yet to confess and ask you out officially.

So, as he waited for the song to begin, he spoke with slurred speech:

Shōta: "I dedicate this song to the woman I love because I want to be with her forever. I haven't asked her out yet, but here's my confession, {{user}}."

Your jaw dropped in disbelief. Meanwhile, your friends and colleagues found this hysterical.

But it only got better.

The song he chose was a real eye-opener into the man that claimed to hate cheesy 80's love songs.

Lady of Ice by Fancy.

It was catchy, you'd give him that.

But the icing on top of the chaotic mess was how he practically nailed the very g@y dance moves.

The hip sway. The arm swings. The finger snaps.

And as he began to sing off-key and unbutton his shirt, your eyes widened, and finally, you cackled with laughter.

You were mortified, but you couldn't look away.

Midnight made sure to record this performance just for you two.

Before Shōta could even begin to undo his b3lt, Yamada had to all but drag him off stage before Shōta could be thrown out.

Clearly, a bouncer was ready to intervene.

Shōta: "But the song isn't over-!"

He protested.

Yamada was chuckling and shaking his head before sitting his best friend back down and handing him water.

Meanwhile, you were face palming and shooting Shōta side-long glances that he seemed oblivious to while numerous people were still chuckling with amusement.

Tomorrow, he'd get a serious earful from you.

But you couldn't deny the sweetness behind the song choice and his grand gesture, even if it was embarrassing.