stephanie nashton does it all (forthem) wrote in rooms,
Re: dancefloor: eddie/steph.
The fact that there was support all around filled her with appreciation and love for every single person who was there. Even if they didn't want to be. Even if they were slightly awkward or miserable or hated the bride or groom in whatever fashion, they had come in spite of that. That had to mean something, didn't it? Whatever the case, it meant the world to her, and their wedding reception wouldn't be a few sad sacks to drink margaritas and fill up an otherwise empty dancefloor. But here they were, surrounded by people at least pretending to be happy for this momentous occasion. After all, weddings didn't come around every day in Gotham, did they?
She kept one hand in his and slung the other around his shoulders, pushing her hips now and then into his because she'd completely forgotten about being G-rated. Whoops. "I know you can," she said with knowing smile, completely assured that he could keep it up. She nodded at his stipulation. "I can do that. I'd like that. I miss that, too. I miss it a lot. I'd love that." Her hand rubbed his shoulders. "We can play tag all throughout Gotham. We can make a game out of it."