“Man it's like I have two left feet” Fezco chuckled attempting to keep up with you as the two of you slow dance, the moves seemed simple, but his brain couldn't keep up with them for some reason, you've been trying for half an hour now, the song playing in the background echoed through your room while you attempted to teach him.

“The things I do for you” He says trying to sound annoyed, but in reality, despite him stepping at your feet countless times, tripping and feeling ridiculous, he loved spending time with you.

“We should've done a karaokê night, y'know? I mean I dunno how to sing either but aye, that's just a detail, now slow dancing is hella fancy 'n shit, I belong to the streets” He adds almost dramatically and laughs at your eyeroll. “Am I lyin'? I'm not your average romantic guy, but I have my days"