SUMMER OF '63 - A dps x dirty dancing AU
[Read on ao3]
"What's he doing here?"
Charlie, sunglasses pushed up into his auburn hair, shot Todd a suspicious look. The music was booming through the speakers. The room was hot with sweat. Todd was struggling not to falter beneath Charlie's eyes, fighting to keep them off the boy next to him.
Don't say anything stupid, he thought.
"I carried a watermelon."
Laughter, hilarious and wonderful. Charlie looked like he was about to say something particularly rude, but he did not get a chance to, for Neil, eyes coffee-warm and alight with such joy Todd could not hold back looking at him any longer, took a step forward.
He grinned, held out his hand.
And asked: "Want to dance?"
Don't say anything stupid, Todd begged.
His mouth would not listen.
"Yes."
Or: Todd never goes to Welton. It's the summer of 1963 when he spends his holidays at Kellerman's and meets the boy who'll change his life.
[Chapter 1 - Merengue is up now - read here]
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