Tanjiro Father Dance Novels & Stories

It was fun, we both were laughing. In a seamless transition, Mom whisked Mihir onto the dance floor, his smile blossoming under her enchanting spell. Their movements mirrored the harmony of love long cherished, each step a testament to their unspoken connection. Suddenly, Mom drew Mihir closer, her gaze meeting Dad's as she asked Dad to dance with her, and before that, she gave my hand in Mihir's big hand and entrusted me to Mihir's care. Despite the lingering discomfort from our recent legal visit, Mom's insistence and the shift in melody compelled us to sway together once more.

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the

She had always been close to her father, and this moment was especially precious to her. As they danced, Emilia's father smiled down at her, his eyes shining with happiness. "I'm so proud of you, Emilia," he said, his voice choked with emotion. "You deserve all the happiness in the world, and I know Marco will give it to you." Emilia smiled up at her father, feeling grateful for his love and support. "Thank you, Daddy," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. As the song came to an end, Emilia's father-in-law, Marco's father, stepped forward to claim the next dance. Emilia smiled warmly at him, feeling a sense of welcome and belonging.

Good, he can dance with anybody his heart desired as long as he left her the hell alone. "May I have this dance?" Kendall turned and noticed a very good looking man. "My name is Logan Whitford and I would love a dance." Kendall smiled at Mr blond hair and blue eyes. She took his hand as they made their way to the dance floor. He held her like they were lovers, she quite enjoyed his arms being around her. "Kendall, my father knew your father very well, when we found out about this farce I was directed to see if you were okay. Your mother wasn't very happy but you’re our main priority." Kendall was shocked to say the least.

"it's their own business if they get angry anyways. They should not have left us alone to go do some crazy things yunno.. Don't be such a kill joy and come on! " Lulu said and dragged both me and Charlie towards the dance floor. I bumped into a tall sturdy figure and my head hurt a bit. I looked up to see that it was my father and he was staring down at me with an unexplainable look. "do you mind dancing with me? " He cleared his throat and asked. "sure father... "

Drent led me back into the middle of it and I followed, keeping my chin up and my expression neutral, reminding myself with every step that I was fine, that nobody could tell, that the evening was almost over. Then he turned to me and put his hand on my waist. "What are you doing?" I asked quietly. "Dancing. My father is watching." I glanced sideways without making it obvious and found Mr. Cole exactly where Drent had said he would be, standing at the edge of the room with a glass in his hand and his eyes pointed in our direction. "You cannot be serious right now. After everything tonight, you want to dance?" "I want my father to see us dance," Drent said patiently. "There is a difference."

We’re so lost in each other that we don’t realize that the song has ended until the crowd begins to clap. That snaps me out of my daze. I clear my throat and move away from him but he pulls me closer, leans into my ear and whispers “You look ravishing and I can’t wait to fuck you tonight”, before he releasing me and walking away with a smug look, leaving me stunned and red with embarrassment. My father approaches me immediately after for a dance. “You looks so beautiful dear and I want you to know that I’m very proud of you. Thank you for doing this for the family and I’m sorry about all of this”.

His father asked as he came to him, Tanner could see surprise flicker in his gaze but his father hid it quickly enough, the old man did not even say anything about his looks. "We are fine dad," he said, secretly thanking his father for being so interested in Kat, if not so then he would not have her and he would have just wasted his chance with her. "You guys should go into the dance floor," his father suggested, basically pushing both Tanner and Kat into the dance floor, leaving them with not much of a choice, they both stood up and Tanner led Kat to the dancefloor, it was a soft song that was playing Surprisingly, Tanner was actually a pretty good dancer, where as Kat was terrible, she was

He was busy admiring Darius's move, when his mother pulled him up to the floor, so they could both dance. "I miss dancing with you son, you have grown so big, you don't even remember we used to dance together all the time, before Kiara came into the picture and you stopped dancing with me and want to dance with her all the time". He smiles as he travels back to the time it was actually just the both of them on the dance floor, his father was a terrible dancer, that his mother never dances with him, but Myles noticed that She sounds hurt or was it jealousy.

Christian's heart swelled with gratitude as he took his mother's hand, leading her to the center of the dance floor where the soft glow of the chandeliers bathed them in a warm embrace. Julius, his demeanor dignified and regal, extended his hand to Chloe with a gentle smile. "My precious daughter, would you do me the honor of this dance?" he inquired, his eyes filled with love and pride. Chloe's heart fluttered with happiness as she took her father's hand, allowing him to guide her in a dance that spoke volumes of their unbreakable bond.