[ He does find it coming naturally to him now that he's gotten himself comfortable with the other body. Josuke's just following what his innate desire for affection and closeness brings him, not too concerned now about what's the acceptable or unacceptable way to act. A lot of his confidence has to do with the trust that they've built.
He likes their momentarily proximity, but he's alright with it being broken too, eager to patiently ride out the night. The tug is a good enough cue for him to walk, and he falls into pace. ]
Someone was teaching me, but I don't think it's the kinda dancing they're gonna be doing inside. [ That 'someone' being Narancia. Josuke's not about to bring him up and sullen the mood, however. ] Who gives a shit, right? If anyone's judges us we'll tell them to eat shit.
Well, yeah, that's kind of what I mean. I'm guessing this is a little more formal, I can move but you're right. Who cares what it looks like, so long as we make it a good time.
[ There was a shrug as he pulled his hands away from Josuke, letting out a slightly obnoxious laugh. ]
And if anyone really pushes it I guess we'll just have to kick their ass!
[ It was a statement that he didn't even really have to think about, flashing his friend another smile before reaching for his hand again. He wasn't really thinking about it, but at the moment it felt nice and natural to take his hand and lace their fingers together.
This is fine, right? Surely at this point holding hands in public was a non-issue. Maybe. At least he hoped as much when he glanced down and realised what he'd done, giving that hand a nervous little squeeze. ]
'Course, man. [ Except, he probably wouldn't hit someone for insulting his dancing ability. He agrees with the sentiment.
The hand-holding feels completely natural. With all they have been through, it's not out of place at all. Their hands joined, Josuke walks Mista into the ballroom. ] Come to think of it, I haven't shown anyone the move I learned yet. It's the only one I had time to learn, but it's pretty slick.
[ That move, of course, is the Micheal Jackson toe-stand. ]
[ The truth was that Mista would have enough fight in him for the both of them, but hopefully it would never come to that. The look that followed his statement was a one of genuine curiosity, Mista tilting his head slightly. ]
Oh yeah? You just learn it or what? Or is it something super complicated?
[ He didn't really wait for an answer, pulling his date along toward the dance floor and gesturing toward it. ]
Show me what you've got and I'll show you what I can do.
[ And just pray that a slow song doesn't come on right away. ]
Okay! I didn't get many lessons [ Since Narancia disappeared. ] but I've mastered this move.
[ He's almost-mastered it, anyway. Josuke needs to hold on to Mista's shoulder for initial support, but he eventually pushes himself off and stands on the very tips of his toes, shooting fingerguns in Mista's direction. Basically.]
Check it out!
shhh this is what it looks like to have a good time
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He likes their momentarily proximity, but he's alright with it being broken too, eager to patiently ride out the night. The tug is a good enough cue for him to walk, and he falls into pace. ]
Someone was teaching me, but I don't think it's the kinda dancing they're gonna be doing inside. [ That 'someone' being Narancia. Josuke's not about to bring him up and sullen the mood, however. ] Who gives a shit, right? If anyone's judges us we'll tell them to eat shit.
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[ There was a shrug as he pulled his hands away from Josuke, letting out a slightly obnoxious laugh. ]
And if anyone really pushes it I guess we'll just have to kick their ass!
[ It was a statement that he didn't even really have to think about, flashing his friend another smile before reaching for his hand again. He wasn't really thinking about it, but at the moment it felt nice and natural to take his hand and lace their fingers together.
This is fine, right? Surely at this point holding hands in public was a non-issue. Maybe. At least he hoped as much when he glanced down and realised what he'd done, giving that hand a nervous little squeeze. ]
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The hand-holding feels completely natural. With all they have been through, it's not out of place at all. Their hands joined, Josuke walks Mista into the ballroom. ] Come to think of it, I haven't shown anyone the move I learned yet. It's the only one I had time to learn, but it's pretty slick.
[ That move, of course, is the Micheal Jackson toe-stand. ]
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Oh yeah? You just learn it or what? Or is it something super complicated?
[ He didn't really wait for an answer, pulling his date along toward the dance floor and gesturing toward it. ]
Show me what you've got and I'll show you what I can do.
[ And just pray that a slow song doesn't come on right away. ]
why are they doing this they look so stupid
[ He's almost-mastered it, anyway. Josuke needs to hold on to Mista's shoulder for initial support, but he eventually pushes himself off and stands on the very tips of his toes, shooting fingerguns in Mista's direction. Basically.]
Check it out!
shhh this is what it looks like to have a good time
Damn dude, that was pretty sweet! Maybe we could take lessons together or something and really tear it up next time...?
[ Was it weird that he was hoping there was going to be a next time? As in another date next time? ]
crawls in here after the tag drought
Uhh. Oh. I mean, this is pretty fun so far, so I'd be up for a 'next time' if you are.
rehydrates and blesses you before we ftb
[ He was embarrassed even when he said it, but somehow it wasn't something that he regretted. ]
You just tell me when and what and we'll do it, yeah? Unless I come up with something first...for now let's just do one thing at a time, okay?