May I Have This Dance? (Broh-Bolin x Iroh)"No, not like that, Bolin," Iroh softly scolded while he helped Bolin steady himself. "You've got to step carefully, gracefullylike this." The air was his imaginary partner as he elegantly glided around the room.May I Have This Dance? (Broh-Bolin x Iroh) by vivtheviolinist
"Yeah... No. Can't do that," Bolin dejectedly said while watching Iroh flit around the room like some sort of fairy tale prince. It wasn't fair. He was pretty and a good waltz dancer.
As if he could read Bolin's mind, Iroh sauntered over and placed a strong, comforting hand on Bolin's shoulder. "I'm sure you'll get it soon. I can only do it because I've had years of practice."
"Oh yeah? With whom?" Bolin impulsively blurted out. He flushed a dark red. Oops. Shouldn't have said that.
Iroh slightly widened in eyes in mild shock. "Why, Bolin?" he asked hesitantly.
"N-nothing. Just teach me how to do it again," Bolin replied.
Iroh shot Bolin a curious look. After a couple of minutes of awkward silence, he gently grasped Bolin's upper arm and led him out to the floor.