Sehun paced in his room whilst he muttered his uncertainties under his breath and waited for Luhan to arrive. He glanced at the door. Nothing. The boy cursed his family; he could dance, Jongin taught him as much, but ballroom dance? He could not tell the difference between the tango and waltz! He wasn't sure what to do.

When Luhan arrived, he pounced.

"Luhan, help me!"

"What do you need, Sir?"

"I don't know how to do any of the dances!"

Luhan gave a small smile. "Please give me your hands, Sir."

In position, Luhan continued. "Now, follow my lead."