"...Put your head on my shoulder..." Paul Anka's music started playing in Will's living room.

"...Hold me in your arms, baby..." Grayson had one hand on his waist and the other intertwined his fingers.

"... ​​Squeeze me oh so hard..." his face was affectionately close to the boy's, only the moonlight illuminated the two bodies dancing slowly

"...Show me that you love me too..."

“I think we’re doing well...” He whispered softly into her ear.