Now a big time Rapper, Bang Chan has everything he ever wanted but he lost something while he was consumed by the fame. Or rather someone.
Will his memories come to light again or has his fame just taken over?
Hyunjin thought he could handle it all...
"Min everything will be okay. This is my job and I have to be professional about it as well as you. We knew this wasn't going to be easy." I replied cupping his cheek.
"Yeah, but why alone? I don't get it-" "I'm sure Chan told his manager some bullshit and made it happen. I don't like it either but hey you still get to be there when we shoot it." "Just...let me know if something happens, okay?" Minho kissed me on the cheek.
I turned my head and then kissed him on the lips.
"I will tell you if something happens okay. I hate him with every fiber of my being you know that you are my person now and I love you. I have to get going though okay." I spoke softly.
"Mhmm okay baby." Minho smiled.
When I got to the studio it was later in the evening, Chan told me to meet him there at 8, too late if you ask me but whatever. Chan mentioned he had other prior engagements and that's when he was free.
I made my way up to the dance studio floor, their building has so many floors it's ridiculous, but I eventually made it.
The place was quiet by now and only a few people I've seen, either they are artists practicing their dance or music and some were staff. When I got there Chan was nowhere in sight, it's so typical of him too.
I put my bag down and took my hoodie off, I dressed comfortably in my baggy sweatpants with a black tank top with Minho's favorite hoodie.
I was given a general idea of the scene and the dance I had to do, I turned on the music and stood in front of the mirror. I guess I'll practice a bit before asshat shows up.
I let my body move to the music, apart from the whole song this part was by far the slowest and a bit emotional.
I also found it a bit sensual in a way.
I don't know how much time had gone by but when I looked up in the mirror Chan was standing by the door, fuck I don't know how long he was standing there.
Chan was taking in every inch of me, and I hated it, watching my every move.
"You can stop starring Chan and get the fuck in here." I spoke.
"Feels like old times Jinnie." Chan smirked.
"What when you stood on the other side of the door looking through the mirror like a creep?" "You're funny you know that I remember when you didn't mind it." "Yeah, well I don't know what the fuck I was thinking."
Back in high school after school that's what he did.
Either he stood on the other side of the door too afraid to come in or whenever the door was open, he stood there watching me dance. I was always too in my own world too notice him until I did.
"Well either way Hyunjin you look great, your moves are flawless as always." Chan smiled.
I really wanted to throw up right now, but I tried to keep my cool, he just had to give me and actual sincere compliment.
"Can we get started." I spoke.
Chan closed the door behind him and walked over to me.
I stepped out of the way so Chan could take his spot, he brought over a chair and set it in the middle of the room. He re-winded the song to the start and then paused it.
"I gather you get the gist of this part?" Chan asked.
"I've played the song and listened to it a few times, I think I get it." I replied.
"Okay then, I sit here for the most part and sing my part, you on the other hand dance around me at a distance in the beginning and slowly make your way towards me." Chan explained. "This is a sensual part Chan and I know what you're trying to do but I can keep it professional. Can you?" "Yes, Hyunjin I can, however when you get to me then it gets more intimate."
Of course, it fucking does.
"Yeah, whatever let's just get this over with so I can go home to my boyfriend." I groaned.
Chan rolled his eyes and started up the music, I moved away and stood behind Chan.
I forgot how much Chan's singing voice was beautiful, it almost doesn't go with the whole song but yet it does. I started to move with the music and my body had a mind of its own, there really was no choreo for this part and was more of a freestyle as much as I hated it.
So, I made up the moves as I went, the most I dreaded was when it came time for me to get closer to Chan.
He knew exactly what he was doing too, somehow, he has some motive.
In all honesty it felt like this was going on forever and I hated it, the closer I got to Chan the more it reminded me of how things used to be.
There were times when I had Chan with me whenever I danced back then, I used to use him in some of my choreographies and he hated it every time but at the same time he got into it.
We also did a lot of sexy dances just for the fun of it and sometimes Chan would sing for me, and I melted every damn time.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when Chan stopped the music.
I realized I was sitting on his lap, more like straddling him.
When I dance my body does its own thing and as much as I loved it right now, I freaking hated it.
My hands were cupping the back of his neck and his hands rested on my waist, as much as I wanted to get up and smack the living hell out of him this was all on me.
"Hyunjin..." Chan whispered.
"No Chan don't fucking say anything. This is just part of the dance, part of the job." I replied.
Still in the same position for what felt like ages, I moved my hands down the front of his chest and pushed myself off of him slowly.
I was still in dance mode, and once I was fully off of him, I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him up gently.
I kicked the chair away like a boss and walked behind Chan.
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