Radar x Reader- The Wonder of Sort-Dancing
She was dancing. That was all (Y/N) knew as she laughed, releasing her inner childish joy. Her form blurred amongst the chests around her, dropping the necessary items in their needed areas as she continued on. The air smelled lightly of wood, a smell that flew down the female’s naval passages. She smiled.
“Feel better when I‘m sorting…” She whispered. The air itself seemed electrified as she danced on, not caring who saw. To her, this was life. This was all she loved. Dancing was in her veins, on her mind, and written across her heart. The steps on her heart spelled out a name, though. The female glanced up, making sure no one was above her.
The floor above had glass, meaning anyone in it could easily glance into the sorting room and spot the glitch. She didn‘t want a certain OCD-crazed boy spotting her.. That would be embarrassing.
‘This one‘s for you, Radar.’ The female smiled. She picked up several blocks of glass, beginning another dance.
“Don‘t you feel better when you‘re sorting?“ She questioned the open air, (h/l) (h/c) hair flying into her face. She laughed. “I feel better sorting without a face full of hair!“ The female continued her sorting, smiling and laughing every time she messed up. What better life was there, then to be able to laugh at oneself and not care?
‘Feel better when I‘m sorting!‘ The (s/c) glitch twirled, using one hand to open a chest and put the glass in, closing it a millisecond later.
“BOOM!“ She giggled, darting back to her list. There were blocks to be put away, and that wouldn’t change. Not until she actually did her task. Unlike what most people assumed, she adored sorting. It was a pastime that she didn’t get to partake in often, so when she did… She let herself get lost in it.
‘I feel better when I‘m sorting, yeah yeah!!!‘
The list was mostly gone. Only ten blocks or so remained, as well as four hold-able items. (Y/N) smiled, panting hard as she gazed at the list before her.
“… You really get into sorting, don‘t you?“ A squeaky voice inquired. (Y/N) turned her (e/c) gaze from the list, spotting Radar. Her face went dark red as she let out a squeak of embarrassment. She nodded.
Radar was dressed as per usual: a green jacket over some sort of tan vest. His black glasses had been fixed since the whole Admin adventure, and his navy pants covered his legs. He even had his traditional black shoes, hair, eyes, and dark skin.
“… Yes?“ Radar smiled lightly, a small bit of pink appearing on his face.
“…. I could… Help?“ (Y/N) smiled.
“I‘d love… The help!“ She replied, holding a hand out to the minecraftian. He pressed his own against it, grabbing a block.
“Let‘s do this!“ He joyously proclaimed, dancing away. (Y/N) smiled, following him as fast as she could with her own block. The two were forced to separate near the back, but upon meeting up they joined in a kind of mirrored dance, grinning with equal blushes on their faces.
The two made their way to the front, repeating the process as they sorted out the remaining items on the list, blushing the whole while as they enjoyed the childish nature that came with dancing. They laughed at their own mistakes, smiling and helping the other when one stumbled. (Y/N) was panting hard, legs and arms shaking as she finally stopped dancing. They had completed the list.
“…. Care…. To dance… Again, sometime?…” Radar inquired, looking timid as he glanced away. (Y/N) smiled.
“… I‘d…. Love to…..” Radar’s blush grew darker for some unknown reason. (Y/N) mentally laughed at the male’s blush. He had harbored a crush for a while on her, she knew it, but never said it. Radar suddenly wrapped an arm around (Y/N), dipping her down and kissing her lightly. (Y/N) closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation despite it being only a second long.
“….. I… Can‘t wait….” Radar whispered. (Y/N) smiled politely, blushing darkly. So that was how to get the male to reveal his emotions. He smiled, his own blush mirroring her’s perfectly.
‘…. Oh, the wonders of sort-dancing.‘ (Y/N) giggled, Radar smiling as he joined in. Perhaps (Y/N) would sort-dance again, in the near future…
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