Arcade/DDR
"Come on Y/N! Please! It'll be fun, I promise," Dan pleads as you scroll through Tumblr.
"I can't dance!" you reply glaring at photoshopped pictures.
"You don't need to know how to dance," he said sitting beside you. "Just match the patterns."
You shake your head.
He quickly kisses your cheek. "Okay, how about now."
"No," you say bluntly.
He kisses you again. "Come on."
"Daniel..." you mumble.
He quickly picks you up, carrying you out your room.
"Put me down!" you exclaim, smiling.
"Will you play DDR with me?" he asked, walking through the hallway.
"No," you reply, gripping onto his shirt so you won't fall face first into the floor.
"Fine," he sighed, walking towards the door that goes outside.
You wouldn't dare.
He lifts you over the pool. "How about now?"
"If you drop me in this pool, you'll be a dead one, Howell," you say sternly.
The warm air circled around you, silence growing between you both.
"Alright," you sigh, wanting to touch the ground again. He smirks, gently placing you down.
"Let's go then," he said pulling you with him to the car.
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Walking into the arcade, your inner child bursts out.
Flashing lights, ringers going off from the games, tickets exploding from the machines.
"There it is!" he exclaimed smiling. Taking your arm, he pulls you towards the colorful game.
"Like I said," he stated. "Just follow the patterns."
You shrug, looking at the different songs.
He picks one, scrolling down the endless list.
You look around the arcade, searching for other games to play afterwards.
"It's starting," he exclaimed, shaking you.
You quickly draw your attention to the screen, seeing arrows slowly rise to the top of the screen.
Then you notice that it wasn't normal mode.
More and more arrows pop up, growing faster and faster. Dan was nailing it of course, and you were tripping over yourself. (not the only one)
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intermission
LOOK AT THIS.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Frfivtxo5cQ
MAJESTIC.
end of intermission
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"You cheater!" you say still stumbling over the arrows.
He laughs, still concentrating on the screen.
Once the song ended, you stop, breathing heavily.
"Another round?" he asked, a smug smile planted on his face.
"No way," you breathe. "Let's play ski ball."
He rolls his eyes and heads to the ski ball machine.
"Finally, a game I'm good at," you say grabbing a ball.
"Right," he replied laughing. "We'll see."
You decided to make this more interesting.
"Loser buys winner dinner."
He looks over at you, a smirk replacing his smile. "You're on."
The counter goes down, starting the timer. Tossing the ball towards the hole (oh god), you get 100 points.
"Yes!" you exclaim, throwing your hands in the air.
Dan ignores your victory, continuing to play. His concentration face is the cutest thing.
After the timer goes off, you see that you beat him by 10 points.
"How does Nando's sound?" you ask him, smiling.
He sighs. "Alright, alright. Let's go."
You both link hands together, walking out the arcade.
-502 words-
-it's a day late i'm sorry eek-
-currently dying from illness so that's fun-
-have a phantastic day ✨-
-cringeworthy 10/10-