Skip The Track《BTS FANFIC》

5. Training Begins

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"OWWWWWWwwwwWWW"

"Wake up, sleeping beautaes~. Haha, see what I did there?" Bang PDnim laughed to himself, but he was only greeted with moans of fatigue and annoyance. "Okay, nevermind then. Anyways, this is your first day of training, boys! So get ready!"

"Did you have to slap all of our asses just to wake us up?" Yoongi croaked.

"Ummmm, yes," the manager smiled coyly. "And get to the studio by 8:30, it's only a ten minute walk from this dorm."

The boys collectively groaned again, dreading the walk they would have to take.

Bang PDnim strolled out of the dorm with a smug grin on his face.

Once everyone was fully awake, they each took turns using the restroom to brush their teeth and hair. They then ate some leftover Ramen from the night before, and they were ready for their first day of training.

"Wahhhh" Taehyung stood amazed in the BigHit building, not that he hadn't been there before, but he had never been in this area of the building.

They met the manager in a studio dance room, with a big mirror and a banner on the opposite wall, reading "BigHit Entertainment". It was spacious enough for them to dance and work comfortably. Along with Bang PDnim, there stood a man in black joggers and baggy t-shirt next to him.

"This is your dance instructor, Son Songdeuk. Say hello."

"Hello, Son Songdeuk~" they welcomed him in unison.

"He's one of the best choreographers in the business," Bang PDnim began. "He will help you succeed in your dance skills, even those of you who have not developed many yet."

Son Songdeuk nodded, and turned to the boys. "If any of you don't feel confident in your dancing, forget it all now. I'm going to work with each of you and go through everything carefully, to make sure you all get the care and attention you need."

"Neh~" they all responded.

"Well, I'll leave you to it, Songdeuk shi. I'll come back to check on you later, boys. And the days after this, you will meet your vocal coaches, acting coach, modeling coach, makeup artists, and publicity counselor. Work hard, now." With a wave, Bang PDnim turned to the door and walked swiftly outside.

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Two hours passed and all of the trainees were drenched in sweat. They worked non-stop on stretching, warm-ups, learning some of the basics (for those who were beginners), and going over some moves for a dance they would learn.

*clap* *clap* "Ok, you're finally done, boys. That was your first lesson!" Son Songdeuk encouraged the members to clap and cheer with him. "Feel free to go home and rest, or just go anywhere you please. I know Bang PDnim was supposed to come to check on you guys, but he's probably busy preparing for the crazy first week ahead. I'll call and update him on your progress. See you next time!"

They all gathered the belongings they put off to the side, and slowly walked to their dorm, exhausted from the amount of work the dance teacher had made them do.

Once they arrived at their new home, they took a collective sigh, then remembered that they each wanted to get into the bathroom first.

"Move! I'm getting in there first."

"I worked the most. I'm a complete beginner, so I have the most sweat on my body. I need to get this off my precious temple of a bod."

"Hey, I'M the prettiest, I get dibs."

"No, no, no, you're wrong. I got here first, see? My hand is on the doorknob."

"You know what, I'm tired of this bullshit, I just wanna sleep."

"Yes! One down and five more to go, I'll have this bathroom all to myself..."

"No way, I just heard you and I'm NOT going down without a fight."

While everyone was fighting for a spot in the bathroom, Jungkook, the sneaky maknae, creeped in the bathroom and quickly slammed the door on the other members.

"Oh, come on~" Hoseok whined. "I wanted to read manhwa(comics) in there..."

The six who were not in the bathroom settled down, working together to decide what the order they would go into the bathroom.

An hour later, they were all finished, and changed into their pajamas. Somehow they all ended up in the living room- some on the floor, some on the couch, sleeping soundly to the sound of their snores.