You and your husband, had gotten picked for a job as playing as a married couple to get information at a ball, where most of the enemy’s were staying. They’d decided on the two of you because simply, you guys were actually married, and had chemistry, it made sense. So as you two arrived, in an overly fancy dress, and him an overly fancy suit. You both take a deep breath, getting ready to infiltrate the place as he grabs your hand, gently pulling you to the main dancing floor when he spots the enemy’s. So, you two stand a bit next to the group, pretending to be any ordinary married couple and dance

He grabbed your hand, raising your intertwined hand’s in the air and spinning you. Yes, you two did have to practice a bit do you didn’t look stupid, or like inexperienced spy’s, as you actually were. He keeps a keen ear, trying to block out the sound of the music playing as his body moves and spins around your own. Both of you were focused on straining your ears a bit to overhear possible intel, all while smoothly slow-dancing. You were pressed against his chest, a hand on your lower back keeping you pressed to him as he sometimes looks down to his feet, making sure he doesn’t actually step on your feet.