Anonymous asked: heyyyyy, i would love an exr au where one of them has to teach the other how to dance and it's so frustrating because "he won't fucking cooperate" and there's the deal with sexual tension so one of them just snaps and. . . i'll let you decide their fate ;)))) (love your work btw)
Heeeeeeey, sorry this took a little while, life…is happening to me. But! Abuse of the fact that Grantaire is canonically a dancer! Sexual tension! Here we go!
“One-two-three, one-two-three, that’s-my-foot, one-two-three, one-two—Enjolras!” Grantaire huffed, doing an awkward sort of two-step to back up without releasing his grip on his partner’s hand and waist. “There are actually nerve endings in my toes, do you mind?”
“I’m trying, you’re not telling me what to do!” Enjolras scowled down at the floor, brow furrowed as he tried to place his feet, and tugged his hand out of Grantaire’s. Grantaire released him without a fight, dropping his hand from Enjolras’ hip and immediately missing the warmth.
“It’s a waltz, not brain surgery,” Grantaire said. “I told you what to do when we started. There are literally three steps to this dance.” Enjolras stopped, his frown deepening until it seemed etched into his face, and Grantaire sighed. “Come here, we can try again,” he said, holding out his hand again. “Your hand on my shoulder, the other like this,” he coached, pulling Enjolras in again. “Come on, Apollo,” he said with an attempt at an encouraging smile, “weren’t you valedictorian in high school? You can do a waltz.”