YN is staying overtime to practice her dance moves. Jungkook has a hard time sleeping, so he watches her dance.
- idol!au, dance!au, mentions of unholy things..etc
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His hand traveled unconsciously to his growth while his eyes were fixated on your figure. Fuck. He couldn't take it anymore. You were new in the building for sure, he had never seen you around. Rumors had it that one of the dancers had an injury and you must have been the replacement.
For three days, he had been watching you, for three damn days he found himself glued by the window frame of the dance practice room watching you after hours. He decided black looked the best on you, but any clothing that the sweat made stuck to your skin was delightful. Call him hungry, his prey was right there in front of his eyes.
Oh, but it felt so good, you must have drugged him with your presence. He simply fell for how you danced, how you licked your lips whenever you swayed your hips, how you arched your head back when you were on all fours towering to the beat. It made him fucking lose it in public, pushing his hand to rub faster on his length through the loose fabric of his pants.
Jungkook thought he was being smooth until he arched his back against the door to continue what he had started, however, the sound of his head hitting the door betrayed him.
“Who’s there?”
You were a curious person, and as a matter of fact, even when the situation was creepy you walked right where the problem was. Many had spoken about how idol company buildings were haunted, and idols shared their experiences when practicing late.
“Fuck.” Jungkook whispered under his breath. He adjusted himself quickly and dragged the bottom end of his hoodie over his pants, hoping it would help cover his boner. Hearing your steps approaching the door, he revealed himself to the prey before it ran away. He knocked politely before pushing the door open. You stopped halfway to the door, almost too stunned to speak.
Is this Jeon Jungkook?
“Sorry, I-.” Slight panic was hitting. You knew the rules. No interactions with the idols. Your job was to learn and practice the dance with their teacher, perform it with the idols then wait and be hopeful for more chances like this if you performed well. Even if this was Jeon Jungkook, one of the hottest idols in the area, you weren’t going to let him take this opportunity from you.
“No, it’s alright!” he gestured with his hands. “I usually come here around this time to get some energy out of me in the practice room.” He was very captivating, you could understand why people found him attractive and exciting.
“Then I’ll leave.” You bowed to him, ready to move on and pick up your things.
“Wait! Where is that passionate person I just saw a few minutes ago?”
“Passionate?”
“Yes, passionate.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I have to go. You know the rules”
“Why? There are just the two of us here.”
“The rules. I don’t wanna lose my position.”
He walked closer to you but you were quick to ignore him and grab your things. He smelled good. Jungkooks entire presence shakes you to the core - and your core, but you thought you handled the situation quite well. He licked the bottom of his lip after you turned around one more time and bowed with respect. You should have at least introduced yourself. That was the worst first impression ever, but little do you know that you already did so well, Jungkook was all riled up and he wasn’t going to give up that easily.
"Damn." You were going to play good girl. Would you be his good girl?
Tonight he would think it through, but first, he would try to cool off these hot temperatures.
For the next day, he already had a plan. He studied you well enough to see that you starved yourself for hours and never took a break for food or water. That could be a great excuse to interfere. After all, he knew nobody but the cleaners roamed the building at these late hours. What was even better than this? Occupying the practice room you always danced in. You seemed to avoid the bigger ones. He was there half an hour early before your arrival, just warming up. Taking off his shirt was the ace in his sleeve, the boy knew how he was going to play, and the fact that you drove him to these ideas made his life just more interesting at the moment.
“Like what you see?” He noticed your reflection.
You pushed the door open and entered the practice room biting the inside of your cheeks. “I’m sorry, I was going to practice, but I can return here later.”
He turned around with his shirt in his hand and walked towards you. With every step he was getting closer, it made you realize how this man was living and breathing in front of you and how easy it was for you to zone out in a forbidden and unrespectful fantasy that should only stay between yourself.
“Did you hear what I said?” His smell brought you back to reality. He was incredibly too close that you noticed the small details on his tattooed arm. “You can have the room.”
“Yes, thank you” You bowed and moved out of the way.
“By the way, my eyes are up here” He pointed at his face and laughed.
He made it hard to be around. You understood why the dance training was never with them anyways - how could anyone even endure going through this with all seven of them?
Jungkook made sure you had time on your own, but he walked the Hybe hallways pumped with stamina. He wanted to get in there and dance with you, come closer to you, and get to know you and your body more than just seeing it through the glass. Another hour was worth the wait before interfering again.
“If Hyung saw you dance like that he’d give you the look”
“HUH?”
“Maybe have snacks and I’ll tell you.”
“Maybe stop trying to give me heart attacks!”
Without hesitation, you were pulled onto the floor by the hem of your hoodie.
“Got you water since I don’t know what you like.”
“Water’s great, thank you.”
“Got some energy bars, you look like you need them.”
You nod and pick the chocolate banana one.
“Will you tell me what I did wrong?”
“Eat that first and I’ll tell you”
The more you sat down the more you were getting nervous. If anyone walked in and saw you, it would all be over and that was all you could think of. He was sitting close and you just could not help but study his detailed tattoos.
"Stop being nervous, the company is chill"
"Easy for you to say"
"Yeah but when will they find a new dancer in a short time to learn the choreography in less than a week? They were lucky you could step in"
"Well, I have many dancers in mind."
"It's more complicated than that. It's also about the spotlight."
You stood up and shook off the crumples on your pants. "I'm ready."
From the very beginning to the very end, Jungkook performed the choreography. He ate and left no crumbs of that performance. Not only was this intimating, but it also made you realize why he was so respected. “Did you see my moves? You have to try to be more loose, you’re too stiff sometimes.”
You ran your hand through your hair and let a heavy breath out.
“Want me to do it again?” He continued.
“Let’s do it together, we’ll go slow the first time.”
Man, this made you so nervous. Did he even know that you were just a simple person doing dancing covers on TikTok? Did he even know that you had no major prior experience besides dancing with your friend who knows so much more? Not, since the slow steps for him were too fast for you, but you wanted to keep up and show you had potential.
Jungkook had called you passionate the other day, he saw something you didn’t. He wouldn’t just lie about it, would he? How long had he been watching you?
Once the music starts, your steps follow him slowly behind. When he sees you, he waves you over. Using a finger, he points to his left side and says, "Dance beside me."
Now, this was something else. You felt more lightweight, and his steps matched yours. You got hypnotized by his reflection, it was an instant drive to follow him as he guided you through the song. While he chose to raise the tempo, he also seemed to enjoy teasing you. While you missed a few steps, your stubborn nature did not let you give up. Towards the end of the song, you make your final move, but Jungkook does the opposite. He decides to make the “mistake” of turning and bumping into you, so you could lose your balance. He catches you right away before you manage to fall and holds you for a few seconds while he notices you’re processing what has happened.
When he steps back and lets go of you, you immediately feel cold - like somebody had pulled off the blanket on a cold winter day. Already missing his warmth might become a problem for you.
“Rule number one, work on your balance. Small mistakes can happen while performing and you need to be prepared to improvise, or make it look natural.”
“Got it, thank you.”
“Good luck and I’ll see you at practice, miss..?” He extended his hand.
You took his hand in both of yours and bowed, thanking him again for teaching you. “ My name is “L/N , Y/N”
“L/N Y/N” Jungkook smiled and left the room.
Finally, he knew whose name he would be moaning tonight.
If there is interest in part two, let me know!
I'd also like to mention that the banner is a picture I have screen captured and edited from a dance video that inspired this story.
