Novel & Cerita Tanjiro Dad Dance

POV Gianna: “Alright ladies and gentlemen, please clear the dance floor for our father daughter dance.” The DJ says. I make my way to the dance floor and meet my dad in the middle. “daddy” by Beyonce comes on and my eyes start to glisten. My dad was the first man I ever loved. He taught me how to be a leader, he showed me what a good man should be and to never accept anything less. My dad showed me the love a man should give to a woman. My father has been extraordinary to me, I can proudly say with total conviction, that he is more than just being my father. He is my muse, my personal superhero, and my friend. The song is just about to end, and I see my mom bring Onyx to Rasheed. A smile tug

He got up, going to the other side of the room, standing next to a juice box, searching his pockets for a coin, tossing it in the keyhole as one of Bob Marley's songs came up. "Come on, Tina, come dance with me," Dad said as Tina gladly used me as her purse holder and went on to happily dance with Dad. To be honest, they are terrible dancers. Tristan was right; dancing is in his blood, not mine, but I love them anyway. Dad spun Tina as she twirled and bumped into someone. Oh my God, he looks hot. "I'm sorry, it was..." Tina froze, catching a glimpse of the handsome guy. Is she drooling?

After a moment, he moves back, and I take his hands just as a new song comes on and we begin dancing. His smile is huge, his happiness radiating off him. Others begin to step onto the dance floor, and I see Kataleya dancing with Alejandro. Kiara, Raven, and Liam are dancing together. I can hear Skyla giving Leo a list of threats if he dares to hurt me. Alejandro ends the dance with Kataleya, and pulls Maria onto the dance floor just as Dad approaches me. “You can dance with your Daddy now.” Corrado says before running over to a young girl in the pack. “Lucy let’s dance.”

I waved at him and ran over to my father-in-law, “Dad, may I have this dance?” He burst into laughter, “Of course my child.” He took my hands and we moved to the dance floor. With his hands on my back, we danced together. He was a funny man, every word he said made me laugh out loud like a little girl listening to her father’s Dad jokes.

Stacey chimes in from the doorway, all dressed up in a black fitted dress and equally dark make-up. "I can be that date. " Da replies with a tinge of seriousness in his tone. " Eww, no Mr. Josie's Dad. That sucks. " Stacey replies, her face all screwed up like something died in the room. "What's it Stacey? You don't believe I got the moves? Just so you know I was quite a number on my prom night. " Dad tells us, doing a few dance moves from the nineties. "Well this ain't your prom night dad. " I chime in.

“Would you stare, daddy?” “Of course I would.” Daddy pulls me into him, his hand holding mine as his other finds its way to my lower back. Slowly, he leads me around the room in the gentlest dance, half-carrying me, half-waiting for me to follow his steps. “You're too precious to me to let go so easily.” “You wouldn't like it if other guys were looking at me?” I ask, mustering my strength to follow daddy wherever he takes me. “Not. One. Bit.” Daddy dips me slowly, before just as smoothly returning me to my feet. It's the simplest move, but it's one of those things that daddy does that makes me feel alive, as if I'm actually part of this dance, rather than a girl struggling to maintain her ba

I will have to talk to her about this later. My father takes me in his arms as the opening tune begins. He looks relieved, he’s probably the only happy wolf in the room at the moment. Smiling, I join him in the first dance moves as we swing across the big dance floor. "What's up, Dad? You look relieved," I tease him. He grins, his eyes are shining.

His hand felt firm against my waist and I wished he’d leave a little space between our body, because being pressed up against him right now was unnerving me making me nervous. We didn’t exchange a word throughout the dance, and I fled to a restroom as soon as the dance was over. I really couldn’t catch a breath because I was called on almost immediately to dance with my father. “Xavier will definitely tame that wild beast inside of you.” Dad murmured as we moved together. I squared my shoulders and jutted my chin. “You had better wish him luck then.” Dad glared at me and his grip on my waist began to tighten while he glared at me.

Because I was too busy watching the despicable fat blob, I had not noticed that dad had come over to me. “May I have this dance?” He asked as he lowered his hand to me, the other behind his back, just as a gentleman would. He had still managed to scare the crap out of me, even with his gentle approach, of course I had jumped and shrieked. After a few curse words and dad laughing at my expense, I reached out my hand and accepted his offer to dance. Whilst holding my hand, he led the way through all the wolves that paid us no mind.

There was no denying the chemistry between them. Suddenly, Jade grabbed his arm, surprising them both. She shrieked in excitement, exclaiming how much she loved a song that had started playing over the jukebox. It was a song her father loved that she hadn't heard in years. It was an old-school country song, slow and romantic. Mr. Tie took her hands into his own, trying to persuade her to slow-dance with him. She scoffed at the suggestion and shook her head with a firm no, declaring that she would absolutely not dance in front of all these strangers.