John stumbled on his feet, trying to mimic the dance you though him. “Alright, thats it. I give up.” He grumbled.

He didn’t seem happy about the fact that he couldn’t dance for one bit.

“Oh come on John! Its not that bad, its better then you swimming” You teased.

He gave you a sharp look, not liking that joke for one bit. — He sighed. “Fine, one last try. But don’t think I’m doing this for you.” He murmured.

He watched your body closely as you demonstrated the dance once again.