Ice dancer / Minsung

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"What?!" Minho exclaimed, standing up. "Why me?! There is a lot of other dancers that have more free time than me."

"Because you're one of our best dancers." the boss calmly responded. "I wouldn't want anyone else teach him."

"I didn't agree to anything yet! You can't make me just teach a kid out of nowhere." he complained. "Do you know how busy I am?!"

"I do know, that's why it's for you to pick when and what time the lessons will be."

"But-"

"Also, you have to share your private practice room."

"Are you kidding me?!" he slammed his hand on the desk. "Can't we just use one of yours?"

"No, that would be a waste if you have your own that only you use."

Minho sighed in defeat, and sat back, crossing his arms.

"What's the guys name?" he asked, not really interested in the answer.

"Han Jisung. He's one of our best programmers. He's a really stubborn person, that's why I agreed to that. I can see his potential too."

Minho only nodded. "Fine. Tell him the classes will be on Wednesdays and Saturdays at 8pm. No specific clothes are needed, just sweats." as he said that he stood up, and walked to the door. "First class is tomorrow, tell him not to be late."

Then he left, leaving the boss letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

Minho, even though he was working for him, always scared him when he was angry.

Everyone from the industry feared an angry Minho. Maybe because of his status? Or the fact he was famous?

Nobody knew exactly.

The boss sighed, and wrote down everything he had to say before dialing a certain number.

-

Jisung was just telling Chan and Changbin about his boss agreeing for him to take dance classes when his phone ringed.

"Speaking of the devil." he joked.

He quickly left the room to pick up, and came back after a few minutes with a bright smile.

"So? What did he say?" Changbin asked as soon as Jisung sat back down on the couch.

"I have my first lesson tomorrow!" he jumped up in place with excitement.

"I'm happy for you." Chan smiled, side hugging him.

"Me too, but... did you ever dance before?" Changbin asked curiously.

"Binnie... we know each other since high school, you should know that." he laughed.

"So you didn't." he concluded.

"I didn't." he confirmed proudly, and then paused. "Oh shit, I didn't."

Changbin and Chan bursted out laughing meanwhile Jisung pouted, looking at them.

"What do I do now?" he whined, laying his head on Chan's lap, covering his face with his hands. "I'm gonna emberrass myself."

"I know some moves. I can teach you." Chan answered, patting his head.

"Really?" Jisung's eyes lit up as he uncovered his face to look at his friend.

"Of course! Now get up and let's get to work." he smiled, showing off his dimples.

Jisung quickly hopped off of the couch, and dragged the oldest up, hurrying him to show him.

-

They stayed up until 2am, Chan teaching Jisung basic moves that he knew.