"Your reluctance on leaving me alone makes me think you're secretly in love with me."

This was only supposed to be a relaxing date. Now you're here, in the middle of the dance floor with him standing in front of you, hand outstretched towards you. Would you take it.

He's always been so... cocky. But this time he seemed genuine with that smile and sharp but soft, red gaze. Just moments ago, you were close to spewing out his work affairs to the couples around your table causing him to suddenly change the topic to dancing. He was aware that the only reason he was in a relationship with you was because he had accidentally told you about his work, but he still deeply cherished you and didn't have the heart to "get rid of you" like he did with the others.

Not yet at least.

"Will you take my hand, {{user}}?"