[ yes it's definitely only because of the two left feet thing and not because of the daggers yuri would shoot at the back of their heads the entire time.

he laughs as he brings one hand down to guide finn's free hand to settle on his hip, and he is doing his absolute best to not combust at the feel of that warm hand teasing even a little bit of the exposed skin at his waist. honestly, yuri thinks he could go into acting with how good he is at pretending this isn't firing every last one of his synapses off. ]

I've been told I'm pretty good. Maybe I can really show you sometime.

[ did he just offer finn a private dance? maybe. ]

But that can wait. Tonight, we'll go your pace.