"Mavs!" I nagged "come on!" I said acting like a little kid as I threw a tantrum playfully and then he had stopped me as he glanced around to see if anyone was looking "Okay fine, stop embarrassing me and I will!" "Deal." I said calming down and then he plopped himself back onto the couch, I was confused. "What are you-" "Well. If I'm going to be forced to fucking dance, I want my damn Cinderella moment. Don't try to rob me from that shit." He lifted his legs and held out his feet that had been coated in fresh socks, waiting for me to put his shoes on. "Come on princess charming, the nights not young no more." He said as his eyes pointed to his shoes that I had held in my hands. "You're really something else!" I said rolling my eyes as I shook my head and then put his very clean Nike's onto his feet. I tied his laces and then he had gotten up and did a tightness test as he had moved around in his shoes a little. "Perfect fit!" He was being funny and then I played along, I held out my hand and then said "Cinderella, may I have this dance?" Mav's I hate you. I smiled. "I thought you'd never ask." He said and then put his hand into mine but before I could take the lead he had instantly became dominant and dragged me onto the dance floor."