An excerpt from the Birthday for I’m writing for the amazingly wonderful @chronicwhimsy
By the time the dancing started, Wufei began to plan his escape. He was quite convinced that no one would miss him, and he really wasn’t in the mood to sit there and drink any more. He also wanted to avoid the dance floor.
Quatre had other plans.
He gave Wufei a meaningful look, and cleared his throat before nodding towards the dance floor.
Wufei sighed, and then scowled when Quatre did that thing where he managed to look both pleading and commanding.
He stood up and walked around the table and held out his hand.
“I’d love to dance,” Quatre grinned up at him, and took his hand.
Wufei gave him a look, but Quatre continued to grin.