Oh... well, at least you get to serve the king and prince? [oikawa can't think of anything else more fun, tbh.] And they're letting you attend the ball. That must be incredibly nice!
Wha-- [he blinks.] You... you want to dance with me? Well, uhm, okay! But I should probably preface this by telling you that I'm not the best of dancers. My mother was an excellent dancer, but she died before she had the chance to teach me anything. My father would have, if he had the chance to, but I didn't want him to be reminded of her ill-timed death. And he was always so busy anyways.
[he can't help but smile at that.] Well... alright! I'd love to have this dance with you, ah-- [he pauses. and then flushes.] Oh, no, I'm sorry! I seem to have forgotten my manners. I'm Tooru.
[he does a double take. say. what. he tries to yank his hand away, because he's pretty sure he shouldn't be holding on to the prince the way that he is. but the prince has a vice grip on his hand. he stutters a bit as he looks back forlornly] Wh- I'm.. I'm so sorry your majesty! I... I hadn't-- you... you're the prince!!
I-- I suppose? I guess we just get so caught up over the fact that you're such an important figure in our kingdom, and because of that most hold you in a different way than others? But in the end you're just like us. And for what it's worth I'm sorry that you're being forced to marry someone. If you marry at all, it should be for love.
[he dares not move his head to see all the jealous attendees giving him the stink-eye bc he's getting to dance with the prince. instead he just.... looks at iwaizumi and nods his head nervously.] If you're still up with dancing with me your majesty.
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Yeah, incredibly.
You want to dance?
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Oh, and I'm Prince Hajime.
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So, do you still want to dance with me?
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[ cue dance number ]
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