to junmin, trouble is really a friend and a foe.
like a chacha, his life never fails to add the course of playfulness in his boring life like, meeting the guy whose ass he rammed not longer than two weeks ago as his new dance instructor to a dance lesson he never enrolled in, by himself.
one day he just woke up to the news that he’ll be doing some talent show he never knew he’ll ever experience in his life–seonghwa sending him an address to for a half an hour drive sub urban area to apparently, learn dancing or some sort of talents he was never allowed to explore when he was younger, when he still had the life to live.
junmin snorts on the corner as he aggressively types on his phone, almost smashing everytime his fingertips touches the screen replying to taeyoung who was only laughing at his misery.
“fuck you,” hissing in between controlled breathes and whisper.
he clicks the send button and swiftly turns the phone off, feet still uncontrollably tapping on the ground, almost like he’s matching the beat of the music playing as his eyes slowly follows where the voice is coming from.
it definitely and expressively has some kind of authority with it that makes everyone in the room obey him like they were under some sort of sorcery and does absolutely sounds like a kink to junmin.
he watches as the guy continues to teach the dancers each steps and he watches them keenly when they apply what he just taught them.
that routine happened in his eyes for a few minutes before he heard the music was cut off and everyone was running to each corners fetching their bags and tumblers.
“5 minute water break.” the guy sat on the table where the computer and speakers where located, just a few steps away from junmin.
junmin could only nod, eyes scanning everywhere but meeting the latter’s.
“you are sent here to learn chacha, but i will teach you the basics first,” he announced before gulping from his peach tumbler.
“you are going to be taught alone–in accordance to the papers i signed, right after my 3-4 classes.” he continued before giving junmin a quick glance that he did not have the guts to meet.
and with that, the life must have known his love for wordplay that life gave him chacha when he was anticipating for the chaos. sounds like a legit and effective plan to kill a homebody that he is.
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Fanfictionto that one time junmin was forced to join a dancing company by his brother and not only he learned to dance and how to love dancing-but he also learned how to love himself in process of everything. writing out of bursts and unplotted emotions. mi...
