Shisui loves to go out and dance. Once a month, he will spontaneously ask Itachi to go out with him in the evening. Itachi prefers to stay at home to read or watch a documentary curled up next to Shisui with a cup of tea with sugar and milk. But since it happens so rarely, he almost never declines. (Also, he loves to see Shisui dress up in a shirt with the two top buttons unbuttoned that he always does when they go out, but he never says so.) Shisui runs to the dance floor as soon as he sets foot in the nightclub. He has good rhythm in his body, and a way of moving his shoulders that makes him stand out in the crowd.

Itachi prefers to stand to the side, sneaking shy glances at the dancing Shisui, secretly excited that his boyfriend gets so much attention for his dancing. It usually takes Shisui the good part of the night to drag Itachi up to dance with him. But it's always worth it. If Shisui can dance, Itachi can dance like a fucking God. The first time Shisui had seen it, he had frozen in place, jaw open, a stupid expression on his face. It was so unexpected that Shisui didn't know what to do with himself.

So he dragged Itachi off the dance floor, took him to the bathrooms and fucked him senseless in one of the stalls.