(With Nico's stammering and his extensive blushing, Will was feeling pretty much like he was on top of the world. His mouth was twitching and it was damn near impossible not to smirk. He had a feeling this was a delicate situation though and that he ought to proceed with caution. He absolutely did not want to mess up this chance. And that's precisely what he was looking at this as: a chance.)
Oooh, okay. That makes sense.
(His confidence keeps him from blushing, him from stammering, but his glow remains. With their fingers threaded together, he gives a small squeeze. Then he began to move. His hips swayed from side to side but he began the basic steps of a standard slow dance. One step forward, one step back, and pivot. He kept it slow because like he had said, he wasn't used to any sort of fancy dancing.)
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Oooh, okay. That makes sense.
(His confidence keeps him from blushing, him from stammering, but his glow remains. With their fingers threaded together, he gives a small squeeze. Then he began to move. His hips swayed from side to side but he began the basic steps of a standard slow dance. One step forward, one step back, and pivot. He kept it slow because like he had said, he wasn't used to any sort of fancy dancing.)
See? This isn't so bad.