[ Damn it, Raikov, don't start with the blushing. You're going to make feelings happen again.
The last song is an appropriately slow and sentimental one. Valmont ought to be enjoying himself quite as much as Raikov apparently is, but something feels off. He's done this sort of thing countless times, so why...?
Maybe because none of those countless times had been with someone he actually cared about?
He shakes his head. Bloody stupid feelings. Ignore them, Valmont. Just concentrate on the dance. ]
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The last song is an appropriately slow and sentimental one. Valmont ought to be enjoying himself quite as much as Raikov apparently is, but something feels off. He's done this sort of thing countless times, so why...?
Maybe because none of those countless times had been with someone he actually cared about?
He shakes his head. Bloody stupid feelings. Ignore them, Valmont. Just concentrate on the dance. ]