Great jazz innovator Luigi once said: “To dance, put your hand on your heart and listen to the sound of your soul.” To see these girls dance, just turn on classical piano music, look at the canvas and let your imagination fly. You can’t see the dancer’s face, but her moves speak for themselves
i taste your lips
a melancholy twist
with dash and bits
i rise with the shadows
descend in the eve
you’d never see
we tango to the night
slow dancing in the streets
jazz beneath our toes
yet you’d never see
i kiss your hands
you kiss my back
that was then
this is now
where the tango
Summary: Dean comes across reader in the library- who was humming to themselves along with the song Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley in the background.
a/n: This is a drabble really- and it’s like pretty happy and fluffy so enjoy!!
You had been dancing in the library, a favorite book in your hands as you slowly twirled around. You softly hummed along, setting down your book to spin around the room lazily, humming.
“Like a river flows- surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things, are meant to be!” You softly sang, twirling around once more before something interrupted you. Or more like someone. Dean cleared his throat and you froze up- spinning around to face him while blushing madly. He softly smiled and stepped forward- his emerald eyes glistening as he held a hand out. He raised an eyebrow and you hesitated before gently taking his hand, a blush coating your cheeks as he intertwined your fingers with his- pulling your closer and resting a hand on your mid back.
He slowly spun you around and you eventually relaxed- humming the song softly to the song again. Your eyes closed and you rested your cheek against his chest- eyes closing as you began to sing out loud.
“Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can’t help, falling in love, with, you.” You sang softly- your voice singing in harmony with that of Presley’s.
“For I, Can’t, Help.” You paused and looked up at Dean. “Falling in love, with, you.” You sang softly- smiling sweetly at Dean when he looked down at you. He chuckled- kissing you gently as he twirled you around once more.
“Thank you for dancing with me.” You said softly, and he smiled, shaking his head.
“I couldn’t let my girlfriend dance alone, now could I?” He asked playfully, and you giggled softly as you put your cheek back to his chest- following his lead as the song continued on.