owenredford:

Owen snapped his fingers at his sides in a Grease cliche, tapping his heel in time. “I met a girl, crazy for meeee,” he sang, pressing up against Vance and sliding his hand down his back to grab at his ass in a way that was lewd and tactless, not something he’d usually do if he wasn’t putting on some kind of show at the moment.

Vance bit back a yelp of surprise and a laugh, bringing his mic back to his lips to sing the next words, “Met a boy, cute as can be.” He sang, voice falsely high as he batted his eyelashes dramatically at Owen. And maybe he wouldn’t have normally sung karaoke until he was three sheets to the wind, but he was thinking Owen definitely had the right idea when he’d said alcohol was unnecessary to fun, because despite knowing he was being an utter dork, Vance was feeling awesome.