Mine

When Alex turns back, Win is smiling at him, his hand held out, "Will you dance with me, my darling?"

Alex usually doesn't like to dance. He despises the feeling of too many gyrating bodies in close proximity and constantly having to dodge stray limbs. He's also not very confident about his dancing skills. He is a soldier born and bred, with a well-developed range of fluid motion and flexibility, and he's pretty sure he can move gracefully to follow a beat. But he has never been inclined to test those theories like his siblings.

Well, until now, that is. He cannot possibly decline when his husband looks at him with that particular sparkle in his eyes.

He slips his hand into the waiting one and lets himself be led. The music changes the moment they step into the spacious arena. The crowd parts just enough to make space for the newlyweds at the center. A slow song starts playing, and Alex thinks it sounds familiar until he remembers the beautiful melody that's been playing during their