Fluff

Yugyeom

THIS ONE'S FOR SAM BC I LOVE HER
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You were in the JYP Entertainment practice room. You weren't a trainee, you were an intern in the office. Today was a particularly hard day for you, your advisor had been in a stormy mood as soon as you got to work. And your klutzy personality didn't help. You dropped his coffee on the way to his desk, getting the majority of it on yourself. But, despite your bad day, you were able to use the practice room to dance after work. Although you were an intern, dancing was something you loved to do.

You were currently trying to learn the  choreography to NCT U's 7th Sense. It was particularly sensual for your taste, but you loved it. You were currently trying to get the chorus portion of the dance down, and didn't realize that someone had opened the door. He walked to the opposite side of the room, his head down. Neither of you noticed each other. After he set his stuff down, he realized you were there.

He slowly approached you, tapping you on the shoulder. You yelped and fell back, and he caught you. You tried to catch your breath, but realized the position you were in. You quickly gathered yourself together.

"Need a little help there?" He asked.

You nervously chuckled. "Yeah, you scared me there."

He smiled, "I meant with the choreography. I've been practicing that song for a while. Do you want me to help you with the chorus?"

Your eyes widened, but you accepted. You nodded, "I would appreciate that."

He strode over to the stereo and restarted the song. You got in the starting position, noticing him very close next to you. The song progressed to the chorus, and once again, you tripped. You laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling with your hands on your forehead. He walked over to you, putting out a hand to pull you up, and you stared at it.

It was quite large, and he had long elegant fingers. You softly grasped it and he pulled you. You ended up quite close to him. You were staring him in the eyes, and they were a beautiful chocolate color. You felt his breath on your lips, your own catching in your throat. You looked away, but he put a finger under your chin, pulling you back. He looked down at your lips, and you looked at his.

Your lips met, and you almost couldn't breathe. His lips were soft and comfortable, but slightly forceful. He backed you up, so that you were leaning against the wall. He tangled a hand in your hair, the other on your waist. You put a hand on the back of his neck and the kiss got deeper.

He pulled away, breathless."I guess you need a bit more practice, huh?" He smiled and kissed you once more.