You were at a ball dance with your best friend, their partner and a good guy friend of yours. Your guy friend, who you'd been dancing with had left you to dance with a cute little red headed girl while you went to sit down for a bit. You folded your blue and black dress around you as you watched everyone else dance.
They were twirling and spinning, colours flashing and it was entrancing. You were so entranced you didn't notice the tall, dark haired man until he was right in front of you. He wore a black suit with green and gold detailing.
"We appear to be the only one's without partners." He said, standing in front of you.
You smiled, "Yeah, we do."
"May I have this dance?" He offered you his hand, which you accepted, and he pulled you onto the dance floor.
He danced beautifully, and you danced together as if you were one. He did the leading, twirling and dipping you perfectly.
You were enchanted and you never wanted it to end.
You were in the last few to stop dancing. He led you to the side, kissing your hand gently.
"What is your name?" He asked smoothly.
"(Y/N.) And yours?"
"Loki. You are very beautiful."

You felt your lips curl into a smile, "Thank you. You are very handsome. You're... amazing. I've never met anyone like you."
He smirked, "There is no one like me." He leaned forward and kissed you on the cheek.
"Until next time, my lovely (Y/N)." He stepped away, leaving you rosey and speechless.