dance with me(1)

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before i start, i had two ideas with this song, so this one is my first idea, and the next part is the second idea. listen to the song when i say, for the best experience. enjoy!











"agent milofsky," harry snaps me out of my thinking.

"yes sir." i straighten my posture, giving him a nod to let him know that i'm paying attention.

"you and eggsy have a mission." he hands eggsy and i envelopes.

i open it, there are photos of the house, more like castle, a couple, and photos of them by themselves, and a small cardstock paper with an invitation. the couple are about the same height and look miserable with each other. 'i hope i'm not as miserable as her in my relationship.' i think, trying to pick out distinctive details of each. the girl had tons of frekles, and the man had stocky eyebrows.

"you are going to a party at the chateau verdi. the couple you are looking at is miss oliver and mr. hickman. we believe they work for valentine, they have the scar behind their ears. what you guys are going to do is poison their drinks and bring them back here. that work?" he looks between the two of us. we nod.

"perfect, it's tonight so go get ready, i'll get a limo ready for you two. dress fancy but casual. and don't get distracted by the famous people there." he motions us to go.

we get up and leave the room. eggsy grins at me, saying nothing but examining me. i raise my eyebrows, "yes?" 

"i'm just imagining you in a skin tight dress, damn." he smirks. i roll my eyes but inside the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. eggsy and i have been working together ever since the 'job interview' as what merlin calls it. we have grown closer, and eggsy seems to be more flirty with me everyday. as much as i want to like him more than a fellow agent, i can't. he is a flirty one. he flirted with a few agents and even with roxy on a mission. and no way would they allow agents to date each other, that makes missions more scary if you're dependent on someone.

"be careful, love, it's not a show for you." i laugh, patting his shoulder.

"but you can." he grabs my wrist, causing me to jump a little, i was unprepared for it. "and we can continue the show afterwards." he smriks, whispering in my ear, sending shivers down my back.

i push away the nasty thoughts and lean closer to him, "you wish." i whisper, very softly. he grins as i lean back and walk off.

"we'll see about that l/n." he shouts and i just shake my head. why not play along with him.


i head to the tailor shop, and find some dresses that fit me. i recently had a fitting and picked out some designs for dresses. i find some, and spend about 45 minutes trying to find the perfect party dress. i usually don't spend over 30 minutes lookig for a dress and pick the first one. so why did i feel the need to take extra time looking for the perfect one? i don't know. something about tonight told me that it's going to be important. and what eggsy said made me want to find one to impress him.

i find this one:

i find this one:

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