#crying?

You and Bro meeting for the first time as teens or young adults. You're dancing with some friends on a makeshift dance floor. You catch him staring from the sideline and reach out to him.

He's nervous, didn't expect to get caught looking, but he swallows his nerves and takes your hand. You pull him close, set one of his hands on your hip. He know how to dance just not with a pretty thing like you. So, he let's you lead, and you do.

Not just on dance floor but on the way to you place, through the streets on dates, through hard days and good days.

He's young and in love, hair still it's natural color and not long yet his goatee isn't full. He hasn't seen the cruelty of the world yet, he's still finding his way.