Duality | JTK (DISCONTINUED)

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J  U  N  G

I let my arms fall beside me, walking closer to him until I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"How are you going to do that?" He scoffed, looking into my eyes through the mirror.

"Like...this," I said, trailing my finger over his thigh muscles.

I could hear and see the hitch in Taehyung's breath as he parted his lips ever so lightly.

"What are you doing?" He asked, eyes wide with anxiety.

"Enough." Kook grabbed my forearm and stood between us.

He looked at me, eyes threatening with a warning that I understood.

"Chill, Kook," I took my arm away, chuckling to myself, "I was just helping."

"I will." He said before turning to Taehyung, who still seemed fazed by what happened.

I raised my hands, shrugging and walking back to the table. I sat on it, hooking my arms back and fixing my eyes on my brother and Taehyung.

K  O  O  K

"Look at yourself, Tae," I said, standing behind him, my hands by my sides, "Even your breaths until you feel relaxed. I'm sure you know how important it is to ease your muscles and to be able to use them correctly while dancing. Can you do that for me?"

Taehyung nodded, looking at himself in the mirror. His chest heaved up and down with deep inhales and exhales, it gave me flashbacks.

His chest rose as he took in a sharp gasp through a lip-bitten mouth. He was coming undone.

Fuck!

I dug my fingernails in the skin of my palm, forcing myself to focus on the Taehyung in front of me now...and not the Taehyung on that night.

"Good," I looked at his more relaxed body, "You're really good, Tae."

"I want to start now." He turned around, unaware that we'd be an inch apart, faces tickled by each other's breaths.

"Go ahead." I nodded, walking back without turning around until I was beside Jung, my lower back against the table.

"Show us what you got, angel." Jung winked, instantly flaring my nerves.

"Stop acting the way you are, dickhead." I whispered to my twin, jaw clenched.

"The way I am?" He put an "offended" hand over his heart, "What's that my dear and loving copycat of me?"

"If you failed to remember," I continued whispering as I watched Taehyung move his body almost gracefully, "I came out of mom's womb thirty minutes before you...you're the copycat here."

"And yet you copy me...if you failed to remember," He raised a pierced eyebrow, eyes trailing to the boy in front of us, "We have a living proof right here."

"Fuck off," I said, failing to hide the twitch in my lips as they fought to draw a smile.

15 minutes later, we had Taehyung do almost every type of dance. He was pretty good in comparison to the people who auditioned before him.

"So?" He ran a finger over his damp brow, the word coming out breathy due to him needing air after the exercise.

"You're-"

"We'll let you know our decision soon. You can go now." Jung cut in, earning a sigh from me.

I never knew what this fucker was thinking of, no twin telepathy shit was legit.

"Care to explain why the fuck didn't you accept him right away? He's the best so far." I stared at Jung, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Because I'm not planning to accept him at all."

"What?"

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