Once everything was back in their rightful places, Kaycee pushed the couch back and rolled the coffee table away to create space in the living room. Then, she connected her phone to the Bluetooth speaker and pressed play.
                          
Kaycee had long decided that if she was ever going to choreograph a partner piece for them, it would have it matter. It wouldn't just a be a sweet "awwwe"-worthy piece; it had to be would be something that tugged at her own heart and begged to created. It had to be everything she wanted to say, everything she needed Sean to know. 
                          
And this was it. When she heard the song a few weeks back, she felt like it was written for them - the story of hurting the one you love most because you couldn't say the things that matter most.
                          
The opening riffs of James TW's "You and Me" flowed through the apartment. Kaycee closed her eyes and rolled her neck, feeling the music seep into her bones and course into her veins. As the song progressed, telling the tale of a love that conquers all, she conjured images of Sean in her heart.
                          
As long as I've got you and me
                          
Moving through this world as two-man team
                          
I'll always have everything I need
                          
There they were, in her mind's eye, standing on the World of Dance stage, their arms around each other as the music died down. Filming music videos and doing photo shoots on the beach. Cradling each other through tears of frustration and pain. Yelling at each other over dumb arguments forgotten within hours. Missing each other when they were apart for too long.
                          
You don't even realize what you mean
                          
No one can fall for you quite like me
                          
There she was, creating a million different intros for their behind-the-scenes videos simply because it amused him. Countless lunches and dinners discreetly stealing photos of him on her phone when he's too busy judging the menu. Memorizing the moles sprinkled on his face and neck, and the way his eyes dilated when he looked at her. 
                          
No one can get me so perfectly
                          
You don't even realize you're all that I need
                          
'Cause I want you and me
                          
Kaycee flowed with the music, allowing it to take over her. She moved through the steps she had locked in, then filled the gaps with steps that felt instinctive to her. The song looped over and over as she tweaked the choreography, cutting moves that didn't feel right or elevating the ones she was already sure of. The piece still wasn't a 100% done, and it wouldn't be until she had Sean complete it, but it was finally at a point that she was happy with it.
                          
The hours ticked by without her noticing. The sun had moved across the sky and the shadows were now stretching across the room. Playing the song one more time, she lost herself in the movement, not hearing the key slot into the door.
                          
When the music died down and Kaycee slowly came back to her full senses, she felt another presence in the room. Opening her eyes, she was met by an astounded Sean Lew, hair disheveled and jaw wide open, backpack already discarded by the foot of the misplaced couch.
                          
"Please let me that one is ours because I'll be so mad if you don't let me dance that." He rambled, eyes slightly glossed over as if he was still replaying the memory of her dancing in his mind.
                          
Kaycee laughed and slowly walked over to him, savoring every moment that he was looking at her as if she was a mirage. When she finally stood before him, Sean reached out to caress her cheek, so gentle as if she would crumble beneath his fingers.
                          
"I was hoping you'd complete it with me." She smiled, tiptoeing to capture his lips in a quick kiss. He sighed under her mouth, pushing a warm breath on her face.