Klaus | Ben
"Oh, fine," Ben said, smiling in a way that said he was pleased his brother indulged in his habit of being a little obnoxious. It was his turn, anyway.
And yeah. He had gotten what he'd wanted. Even if he hadn't really been sure he wanted it to begin with. It was, like most things, more fun to do than it was to watch from a distance. Ben might as well have just been a spokesperson for all the nervous wallflowers out there.
Then, he might still be if not for Klaus.
No, it wasn't really heated, Ben was thinking rather pointedly of how he ought to be flowing instead of moving but that was the sort of thing where if you thought about it too much, it ruined everything. Still.
"If you prefer dancing on your own, or with someone else, I wouldn't mind," he said, but closed his eyes because it was easier to focus on moving when he didn't have to focus on a different sense at the same time.