Teach Me To Dance (A BTS Fanfiction) [discontinued]

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"So Hoseok wants you to choreograph us?" Jungkook asked, still admiring how I got into the highest level dance class offered. Jimin said Jungkook is considered one of the best dancers in the group, but his schedule conflicted with class so he couldn't take the class. Apparently there have been rumors that he didn't actually make it into the top dance class and teachers told everyone that to spare him and the band any embarrassment. I believe the former, and I was pretty confident that Jungkook could dance, even if I hadn't seen him practice before. I could sort of tell.

    "And I agree," Jimin said, "She could be an amazing teacher. She told Hoseok what he did wrong. He never gets criticism, and today he seemed awfully happy to get some."

    "See, here's a problem," V said, touching his hair once again. "Half of the group can dance, the other half is a group of flocking turkeys. How are we supposed to make an elaborate dance when only Hoseok and you two can dance?" V pointed towards Jimin and Jungkook when talking about dancers, and at himself when mentioning the turkeys.

    "That's not too hard," I began, explaining my experience in helping choreograph the musical. They seemed impressed, but it was in no way helping my case.

    Do I really want to help them? After what Isabella warned me about? They can't be too bad, J-Hope seemed fine, and Jungkook and Jimin are friendly (maybe a bit much on Jungkook's part, but it didn't bother me). RapMon seemed mature enough, and Suga seemed too shy to cause too much trouble. The problem was the last two - Jin and V. V could get himself into trouble if he wanted, and seemed like the loud one of the group in this class.

"Hey! Quiet down!" Mrs. Walby shouted, trying to get the class quiet. I wondered how the class was so loud when half of the students were sitting quietly on their phones. How does she not notice? I wondered.

"Threesome, stay quiet!" She yelled towards the back of the classroom. The boys looked towards her for a second, then went back to talking. Snickers went around the classroom, but I assumed this happened often, since V stuck his tongue out playfully at the people looking at them.

"We've got a song," Jimin said, pulling his phone out of his pocket and scrolling through it to find something. "It's called 'We Are Bulletproof' and it has a little dance break in it. Jungkook's already got this cool hat trick prepared for the FMF, but Hoseok and I have no idea what we're doing yet."

Jungkook nodded in agreement, in his chair imitating his dance with two invisible hats. "It's an arm thing, really. I still have to get the footwork down though."

"Hey, you know that flip you did in dance last period?" I asked Jimin, who looked confused.

"Oh, you mean when I jumped on Hoseok? Ah, that was just for fun," He said, embarrassed. I shook my head. "No, you could use something like that as a transition between dancers. Jungkook needs two hats, right? So he can wear one and you wear one, then he can steal it from you before his part."

"That makes sense," Jimin said "But what about the dance itself?"

"That's more complicated," I said in a complaining tone, "I'd have to hear the song and see how well you breakdance," As if on cue, V picked up the headphone from Jimin's phone and put it by my ear. The beat sank in and I started moving to the flow of the song.

"This is really nice," I complimented. I saw smiles grow on all of their faces. Jungkook took the other earbud and rewound the song towards the beginning.

"ireumeun Jung Kook, seukeireun jeonguk (The name is Jungkook, the scale is nationwide)" the phone sang, a embarrassed smile growing on Jungkook's face.

"hakgyo daesin yeonseupsireseo bamsae (I pulled all-nighters at practice rooms)

chumeul chugo norae bulleotne (Instead of school, dancing and singing)