Aera's Pov
Thankfully the matter resolved smoothly and I hope he doesn't resent me anymore since we're stuck as partners for the practice.
I can barely breathe because of the closeness and am pretty sure that my cheeks are deep red in shade. Moreover, his hand is barely touching my waist which is preventing us to move in sync.
Should I correct him? Just move his hand without saying anything? What if he gets mad for me touching him without his permission?
Fuck it.
I move my hand from his shoulder and grab his hand to place it firmly on my waist. This makes him look at me questionably.
"Without physical contact, I won't be able to move in sync with you, Sir," I answer him avoiding eye contact.
"I didn't even say anything." He shrugs as he moves closer to me and follows the steps Hobi is describing.
I glance at Hobi and the pianist Yoongi demonstrating the steps with a smile placed on their faces. I thought it would be awkward for him but he seems to be enjoying himself.
On the other hand, Namjoon is apologizing to his brother for accidentally stepping on his toe twice.
I then face Jungkook to find him already staring at me, his breath fanning on my face. Looking at him from this close makes me notice how handsome he is.
I quickly clear my throat and avert my gaze to look anywhere but him.
"Why were you here before?" He suddenly questions.
"I beg your pardon, Sir?" I asked as I panicked.
"Why did you tag along with your brother here that day?" I rephrased his question.
"Umm, I wanted to see this place up close. I had only heard about the beauty of the palace from the people, so I wanted to witness it myself." I answer mentally praising myself for not shuttering.
"Oh, I see." He shortly replied.
I thought this awkward conversation was over but I guess he had different plans. After what looked like he was contemplating, he started again.
"Don't I look like a prince to you?" He asked in a voice full of curiosity.
His question made me choke on my saliva as I looked at him. He didn't seem angry asking that but rather genuinely curious looking at me with his doe eyes.
"Of course, Sir. You sure look like one." I answered, eyes not meeting his.
"Yeah, I don't buy that. Spill it now." He mocked.
I hesitated but he raised his eyebrows, expecting the answer anytime soon.
"No, you don't." I sighed.
"I didn't expect you to change your answer, damn it." He huffed and pouted like a child.
Not gonna lie, he looks like a normal person like us. He doesn't have the royal pride we expect from the royalties. He almost seems harmless.
"Okay, I think that is enough for today. Everyone did a great job and it's been a pleasure to meet you all. I shall dismiss the class for now and expect all of you tomorrow at the same time." Hobi concluded as he bowed.
I quickly backed up from Jungkook and deeply bowed to him and everyone else in the room. Everyone was leaving one by one as I waited for Hobi to complete his chat with Yoongi so we could leave.
"You must be tired now," Namjoon stated from behind me startling me in the process.
"Not really. We didn't really do anything today except just swaying without music. I think it is you who needs rest, all the bickering must have tired you out." I laughed as I recalled him and his brother being at each other's throats.
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