"Do we really have to do this?" Jace asked, putting on a so done facial expression. 

Jace's hands were clasped with Weylin's while there was a minimum distance between them. Both of them being efficient dancers, they moved flawlessly. 

"Yes," Weylin replied, sliding his hand to Jace's waist, following the dance position. 

"What the heck, bro? It's so uncomfortable." Jace cringed, lips slipping down with discomfort. "Why am I performing the role of a lady?"

"Because I am the man here," Weylin replied confidently. 

"Do I look like a woman t