Getting pulled by him to the dancing floor, Richard just wanted to bury himself underground. How could this shameless young man openly ask him for a dance like that?
Didn't he know that by doing so he would be literally out casting himself?
Was his obsession so serious to do that for him?
He could only glare as he felt Eric's hands on him as he guided him to dance.
"Stop gritting your teeth. You will hurt yourself by doing so!" Eric coaxingly said as he continued to move Richard with the dance.
Richard glared at Eric, puffing and huffing which made him look cute rather than scary.
"You ….. what are you doing?" he hissed a question, trying to keep his tone low but Eric simply smiled dotingly as he responded.
"I want to dance with the person that I love. Can't I do so?" he seriously said, his brows rose in amusement.
"But … you," Richard was exasperated as he tried to express his worries to the younger man. "Aren't you afraid that by doing this, people would …you know…."
