the back up dancer | shin ryujin x female reader

chapter 4

Y/N's POV:

Day 5 of practice—here I come. Finally, I got enough sleep last night, so I don’t think I’ll get as tired today. We’ll most likely finish learning the whole dance routine, which is good. I’m looking forward to seeing Hanni and the girls again.

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After practice, I went back to the same dance room I used earlier to practice some more. Luckily, when I walked in, nobody was there, so I thought I could finally practice in peace. But just as I turned the music on, the door creaked open.

“Oh, hey Y/N,” Ryujin greeted me.

“Hey, Ryujin,” I replied, turning down the volume.

“I thought the room was free. I’m sorry. I’ll go find another one,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of tiredness. It would be nice to practice alone, but something in me didn’t want her to leave.

“No, it’s okay. You can stay if you’d like. I wouldn’t mind some company,” I offered.

“Me neither,” she said with a small smile, stepping further into the room.

“Where are the girls? Why are you alone?” I asked, curious.

“Aren’t you happy to see me, Y/N?” she teased, and I playfully hit her arm.

“They’re at the dorms, but I wanted to get some extra practice in,” she explained, taking a seat on the couch next to me.

“So, have you finished learning the choreography?” I asked, sitting beside her.

“Yep. How about you?” she replied, yawning.

I nodded. “You seem really tired, Ryujin. Did you get enough sleep last night?”

“Well, when you’re an idol getting ready for a new comeback, getting enough sleep is nearly impossible,” she laughed, rubbing her eyes.

“Poor you, that must suck,” I sympathized, watching her nod in agreement.

“Want me to grab some coffee for you to wake you up a bit?” I offered.

“You wouldn’t mind?” she asked, her eyes lighting up a bit.

“Not at all.”

“Hold up, let me grab some cash—”

“It’s on me,” I interrupted with a grin.

“Thanks, Y/N! You’re so sweet. I owe you one,” she said, as I giggled and headed out of the room.

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When I returned with two coffees in hand, I found Ryujin fast asleep on the couch. I placed the cups on a table and couldn’t resist taking a picture of her—she looked so adorable, and I knew I’d tease her about it later. Not wanting her to get cold, I gently draped my jacket over her like a blanket before sitting beside her, scrolling through my phone.

After about thirty minutes, Ryujin stirred awake.

“Did I fall asleep?” she asked groggily.

I nodded. “Yep.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, you were really tired. I got your coffee,” I said, pointing to the cup on the table.

“Thanks,” she said, taking a sip.

“No problem.”

“You know, I’m glad the girls didn’t tag along with me today because I got to spend some time with you alone,” she winked, a playful grin on her face.