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

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"Go, go," Suga muttered, pushing me forward when we finally arrived where EXO had gathered after their performance, the backstage staff also congratulating them. I gave an awkward laugh as Suga shoved me into the shortest boy's face. I had held out by arms as a barrier, shoving the other slightly with the previous force. He looked at me with confusion, and it was even scarier when his glare seemed as though I had just rammed into him at the bar without apology.

"Sorry," I said awkwardly, trying to put the blame on Suga, who stood behind me. Without even having to point towards Suga, the boy was already looking over my shoulder and raising an eyebrow at the older.

"Oh, I came to say great job - especially you, I uh, really love your voice." I began quickly. The on-the-spot compliment wasn't in any way a lie, however, and I was actually quite glad I ran into the unnamed boy first to make sure he got the credit he deserved.

"Thanks..." he trailed off, and in fact stressing me out as if he had thought the compliment wasn't serious.

"I really mean it! Maybe it didn't sound all that genuine - I really do think you're an amazingly talented singer and, like, uh-" I tried to elaborate, yet it honestly would have made any situation worse. The boy raised his eyebrows with interest at a muffled laugh from someone behind me.

I turned, Suga giving an approving smile and a sarcastic thumbs up. I felt the need to throw something at him (I was trying, okay?) but I simply turned back towards the other boy, talking quickly.

"Anyways, congratulations! And I don't think anyone ever told me your name..."

"D.O." he stated shortly, my brain taking a few moments to process the short, two letter stage name. He probably noticed my brain fart as well since he added, "My real name's Kyungsoo, if you prefer that."

"Oh-" I began, stopping myself.

"Either works fine."

"Cool-"

"And- oh sorry,"

"Go ahead."

"Suho's here, you probably want to talk to him."

I glanced up and past Kyungsoo, already hearing Suho's loud voice as he tried to quickly accept the compliments given by the nearby people. I began to shake my head and tell Kyungsoo I could continue to talk to him, but Suho's loud voice called for me.

"Or I guess not," I laughed, Kyungsoo giving a small smile. I gave him a little wave goodbye as I took a few steps to meet Suho, the other boy letting out a small, "See 'ya, Rona."

As I took a few more steps it hadn't even occurred to me how the singer knew my name. When Suga gave me a humorous nudge on the back and mentioned it with an impressed expression, I finally thought about it. Suga continued to comment about it, perhaps intrigued on how I had spread my name that quickly. I gave a little shrug, Suho turning me around with a hand on the shoulder.

"Rona~" he nearly cheered, quickly adding a good job and a pat on the lower back (Or the butt? I wasn't about to judge their athletic-team-like traditions though.) off to the side towards Baekhyun as he rushed by in a chase after someone else.

I gave a little wave as he approached.

"Hey; did you come to say congratulations to me?" Suho asked with a humorously arrogant tone, tempting me to play along.

"No, I just came to tell you that you that you're trash."

Suho laughed, holding up a hand for a high five. I met it with my own hand as he brought me into a classic bro-hug, which was a bit awkward as my face got somewhat smushed in his shoulder.