{Lay}

Third Person's P.O.V.

You copied Lay's dance moves, but ended up looking like a weird person, dancing with random moves. You heard Lay chuckle so he stopped dancing and said, "Don't worry. You can be better than me someday."

"You kept on saying that for the past few weeks and nothing happens." You slightly whined

"Come on. I'll guide you." he encouraged, smiling

You danced his moves and he guides you by gripping on your waist and holding your arms.

It lasted for an hour or so and you were really feeling proud that moment.

Proud because you have a boyfriend that will encourage you and guide you through everything.

You both started to dance synchronously and you finally enjoyed dancing. 

He stopped dancing and ruffled your hair. He stopped the music and you both sat down on the floor and he just basically stared at you when he knows that you hate it when someone stares at you because it pressures you a bit.

"Stop it." you muttered

He chuckled and said, "I love you." He placed his head on your lap and continued to stare while you started to play with his hair.

"I love you too." you spoke, tapping his nose

"Let's eat something, please?" you exclaimed

"I'd rather sleep." he stated

"Let's go then." you said as you both packed up and head back into the apartment that you and Lay own for a month or so

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You both