Kris x Anon: School Dance

Kris x Anon: School Dance
(Requested by Anonymous)




You lean yourself lightly against the wall, sighing softly as the cool night air breezes over you, the sound of loud music and dozens of people talking thumping against the wall.

Here you were, waiting outside of the recreational center-turned dance hall, dressed up in a suit that fit you quite well. It may have cost you an arm and a leg but it may end up being worth it.

Especially if your date would enjoy the way you looked.

You also had a red rose on the pocket of the suit that your date had given you earlier in the day.

Speaking of said date, he was currently running a few minutes late. He had told you to wait for him here and that's exactly what you were doing.

To be honest, you were starting to get a little worried, as you could hear the DJ inside announce the beginning of the dance for couples and stuff.

You weren't one for dancing really, but you figured this may be a nice way to get him out of his shell a little bit and get even closer to one another.

Plus, you've seen him dance a little in private once. It took everything you had to not just go up to him and hug him for being so cute.

Right as you begin to worry, you see him. Kris, wearing a very nice suit and pants that hugged his slim, soft frame perfectly. He also had a really, really cute white ribbon tied to the side of his head.

He looked way too cute and Kris noticed your approval. He immediately smiled at the sight of you, blushing a little bit. The two of you exchanged a gentle, quick kiss and held one another's hands.

"You look, really nice Anon…" Kris says softly, his crimson colored eyes visible through his bangs.

So. Cute.

"Not as good looking as you Kris," You give him a playful boop, causing him to quietly let out one of the cutest little giggles "and definitely not as adorable~"

Kris bashfully looks down and huffs a little, squeezing your hands. He was going to melt your heart at this rate!

"You ready to go inside Kris?" You ask, squeezing his hands on return.

Kris nods and you both hug each other tightly for a moment, longer than normal, before leading him inside the dance hall. As crowded as it was, you both were able to find a place with enough room for the two of you.

As the DJ began to set the tone for the dance, the lighting getting dimmer and more moody, you could see that Kris was a little nervous. A gentle squeeze to his soft hand melted any worries away though. You knew that you being around him eased his nerves considerably and you couldn't be more happy to have such an effect on him.

You both held onto one another's shoulder and hand before you began to slow dance, him letting you take the lead as the music kicked in. It fit the mood quite nicely to be honest.

The dance wasn't complicated by any means. It was slow, sensual and simple. You could see Kris look down at the floor, realizing he's doing so both to cover up his bashfulness and to follow your movements as best he could.

You remove your hand from his shoulder and put it underneath his chin, moving his face back up so he could gaze into your eyes and admire your sweet smile.

One slow step at a time. A little twist here, a squeeze to his hand there. He was now following along with your motions flawlessly, as if it were second nature to him.

Even with the very dim lighting you could still make out the bright red blush on Kris's face. You couldn't help but kiss him for a moment. It was too perfect not to!

As you two gaze at one another, the smile on Kris's face fades for a moment as he looks to the side, as if in thought.

Just as you hold him a little closer, he looks up at you once more.

"You know, Anon, whenever I'm around you. I feel... safe. I feel like I'm actually wanted." He admits softly. You don't dare interrupt him, listening intently as he continues to speak his mind.

"I feel like I can be myself. Like I'm in a place where nothing else in the world matters…"

"Not the thoughts and judgments of others, not the worries and responsibilities of life. I feel none of that."

"All I feel is your embrace and your love."

He couldn't see it, but your eyes were definitely teary. Kris then rested his head under yours and sighed softly, his arms hugging you tighter.

"Please don't let go, Anon…"

You catch the slight scent of apples as you softly nuzzle and kiss his head lightly, gently swaying him side to side.

"I wouldn't dream of it, sweetheart."

You plant a kiss on his forehead to reassure your lover, closing your eyes and enjoying the peacefulness of the dance. Letting the worries of the world pass you by as you embrace him so closely and tightly. Wanting to stay like this forever.

It indeed felt like forever, giving all those around you plenty of time to watch the two lovebirds centerstage, the two of you being completely oblivious to the other couples and attendees watching, smiling and even taking pictures.