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So Close

Written: 20.04.22

Words: 584

Inspired by the song So Close from the movie Enchanted. Listen to it here!

NFF, Song!Fic, Fluff


You take in a sharp breath as he extends his arm to you, raising an eyebrow as the music starts. I can’t believe it, you take his hand, unable to pry your eyes away from the look on his face, I’ve never seen him look so… happy.

He pulls you in, eyes not leaving yours as the two of you begin to move. He leads you backward, and you’re surprised at yourself you don’t fumble and fall on your ass. We’re both secretly bad-ass ballroom dancers… who knew? You try to swallow your smile at your own dumb joke as you move in perfect time to the beat – definitely more graceful than anything else you’ve ever done – and you can’t help but momentarily think of all the grand dance scenes in rom-coms you’ve seen as the two lovers finally get their happy ending.

Is this what that feels like? You resist the urge to glance at the guests, heart beating so loud you can barely hear the music over it. You feel as though you’re flying around the room, barely registering what your body is doing, and part of you hopes someone was smart enough to bring a camera, as if anyone would believe this happened without video proof.

Your breath catches as he flashes you that soft smile of his – the one reserved for sleepy mornings and staying in bed cuddles – and you can’t help but beam back at him. I never would’ve thought I’d be in the middle of a scene like this. You make a brief mental note to write down your emotions so you can recall them for later needs, and continue dancing. He twirls you then, and as your hand finds his again you swell with pride, after everything we’ve been through… I can’t believe we’re finally here.

An overwhelming wave of love surges through you and you can’t help but pull yourself in closer, so you’re barely a hair apart. You rest your head against his chest just as the music begins to fade, and you can’t help but smile as you feel his heart beat is synced with yours. Guess it’s true what they say…

A deafening roar of applause breaks you out of your moment and your eyes focus on the crowd of family and friends. You feel your cheeks heat up as you’re suddenly pulled back into the now and give them a sheepish smile. He leads you to your table, that soft smile slipping off his face in place of his usual social mask and you find yourself wishing your dress had sleeves to hide your goose bumps, I can’t believe everyone saw that…

“Wow!” Your best friend swipes at her eyes as you come closer, “I never knew you were so… I mean,” she turned to your other bridesmaids, at a loss for words, for once. She sniffed and shook her head, “I take back everything I’ve ever said about you not being romantic. That was just… wow.

You chuckle and wave a dismissive hand at her, eyes on his retreating back as he goes to greet his own family, “Yeah, well, don’t expect to see anything like that again anytime soon. I should be good until I’m dead now.”

She shoves you in a playful way before crushing you against her, “You’ve gotta write that down for me.”

You smile at her as the two of you take your seat, heart fluttering as your eyes catch his from across the room, definitely.


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Contact High

Based on the Brad Paisley song of the same name. (Listen to it here)

Words: 667

Written: 19.05.13

NFF, Song!Fic


She felt her breath catch in her throat, as she locked eyes with the man on stage, I can’t believe it. She was momentarily stunned, unable to move as she watched him play, and she could’ve sworn the faintest smile crossed his face as he looked in her direction.

No, don’t be silly, she began moving through the crowd again, hoping to find an empty table, it’s all just part of his set. There’s no way he saw me through all these people. She situated herself at the small corner table in the back, mildly surprised to see it empty. She hopped up on the stool, before turning her attention back to the man on the stage, smiling as she watched him play, do I want him to see me?

She watched him in silence for a moment, heart fluttering as he closed his eyes, still singing, damn he’s cute…

She shook her head, can you stop being such a girl? Geez… she felt her cheeks flare as she looked away, turning to look at all the couples who were dancing, hoping the dim lighting was enough to hide her blush.

“Y’all are such an amazing crowd! We’re gonna take a little break, and then we’ll get right back to it.”

She felt her face split into a smile as she heard his southern drawl, damn, I forgot about that. She turned back to the stage, taking a sip of her beer as she watched him and the band file down the stairs on the side of the stage.

Now’s my chance, she took in a deep breath, sitting up straighter before running a hand through her hair, just as he turned and saw her. She couldn’t help the smile on her face as he began making his way over, stay cool. He’s just a guy. A really hot, southern-accented guy…

“Hey you,” his smile widened as he got closer, giving her a once over, eyes sparkling, “Why didn’t you tell me you were comin’ out tonight?”

“Oh, yeah, well, y’know…” she mentally face-palmed, get it together, girl! She began picking at the skin around her nails, casting her gaze down, “I didn’t want to disappoint you if I ended up not coming out.”

He shook his head, “You think you could disappoint me? Pfft,” he slid into the opposite side of the booth, “So… what’d ya think?”

“Oh,” she felt her face heat up again, and she picked at the skin more forcefully, peeling a piece beside her thumb down, “I really only caught the last few seconds of the song. But it sounded pretty good.”

He took her hand in his, effectively stopping her picking, and got her to look him back in the eye, “How about I sing you another?”

“W-wh… j-just me? I’d love that, but I mean….” Damn it, I sound like an idiot!

His smile widened and he slid out of the booth, helping you out, hand still clasped in his, “I’ve been working on a new one…”

“Y-yeah?” She felt like her heart was in her throat as he led her toward the stage.

“I’ve been working on it all tour,” he didn’t stop until they were right in front of the stage. He spun around, suddenly nervous eyes scanning her face, “Tell me what you think?”

She nodded mutely, barely registering when he let go of her hand and started up the stairs to the stage, giving her a nervous smile. What is he nervous about…? She watched in fascination as he picked up his guitar, pausing a moment – with his back turned – to take in a deep breath before turning and walking to the mic.

“Alright, ladies, gentlemen,” he pulled a stool over and sat down, getting control of the noise in a matter of seconds, “I thought it’d be time to slow it down. Now, this is a brand new song I wrote,” he glanced down at her, that sparkling smile back, “for a very special woman.”


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