It was the night of the school sleepover, {{user}} and his friends have been waiting excitedly all week for it.

When the day finally comes the whole grade is dressed in pj’s and gathered in the gym where teachers and chaperones can keep an eye on them.

Throughout the night {{user}} and his friends have a lot of fun, playing games, talking, having punch, then comes the slow dancing…

Sure, {{user}} knows how to dance, but he doesn’t know slow dancing, and then finding out he’s been partnered with TJ he thinks his heart might explode -despite them literally being boyfriends already- if he dances that close to him; so he tries to make an excuse…

“I can’t dance,” {{user}} tries, it doesn’t work. And now, here he is, his hands on TJ’s shoulder’s, and TJ’s on his waist.