The disaster

Xavier felt his breath hitch when Lyra neared him. His hand on her waist unconsciously tightened. He couldn't help but clench his jaw.....she looked so tiny compared to him. Her palm on his other hand felt so soft and delicate. Like she would crumble with the lightest of his strength. Yet she appeared strong as she led him around in a slow motion.

She hummed softly while guiding him to take steps. To dance. To move to the music that she sang. Her flowy golden hair swayed due to their movement and her face lit up with a smile. She looked up at him giving him an appreciative nod as he promptly followed her instructions. Oh, how lovely she looked gazing up at him with those gleaming blue eyes. The same eyes that seemed like an abyss that could trap him for an eternity.