Okay I Just Like Evil Lil Dances Alr???? - Tumblr Posts
The Shaw Pack attending William’s clan balls, this years theme being a masquerade in the Victorian era. I’m talking feathers, corsets, top hats (just Asher tho), fans, lacy gloves with matching umbrellas- all that jazz. Yes we’re all having a good ass time, but this would most likely take place after HBS 2022, so it’s angst hour babeyyy.
Asher is hammered as fuck and David’s trying to wrangle him out of the Photo Booth with Sam and Darlin, so Angel decided to leave him to it and wander off on their own. The classical music (Bridgerton soundtrack covers for reference), entrancing them to approach the dance floor as a delicate hand catches theirs and spins them backwards into a waltz.
He feels like Vincent- these two aren’t exactly familiar- they don’t have anything against the guy, so they go along with it. However, it isn’t until he’s whispering against their neck when they feel something is terribly- terribly wrong. “He’s created quite the spectacle of an appearance tonight, that alpha of yours. Hasn’t he, Angel?”
Everyone’s too wound up with herding Asher away from the bar to notice the death grip Quinn has on David’s mate. They’re fighting breath as their legs quiver slightly against the music. “So quiet now? That boisterous presence of yours wasn’t so dull a moment ago~ such a shame. I wanted the full experience I was promised. A “shifters lapdog with a sharp tongue” they called you. Pity.”
That’s all it takes to get Angels elbow into this guys side, effectively ripping themselves from his grip to reach the bathroom and slam the door shut- fumbling with the lock as their hands tremble. He must’ve bitten them at some point- their neck is sore. Or was it the angle he was holding them at, they weren’t sure. But they wanted out of here- now.
IM ALSO IMAGING A FULL FLEDGED WALTZ THATS FULL OF TENSION AND VENOM AS HE GLIDES THEM ACROSS THE DANCE FLOOR AS EVERYONE WATCHES IN A PANIC