Jichang was having a moment, just to relax. He was with you, of course, but the two of you were just in silence.

He had a book in his hand and a cigarette between his lips. Then out of nowhere, he places it down and puts the cigarette out, standing up out of his seat.

He goes over to you, holding his hand out.

“Dance with me.„

Despite your questioning look, he pulls you up to himself before grabbing his phone to play a slow, calm song.

He stood behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist and his eyes closed with his nose against your temple as swayed you to the song with him.