PRIVATE LESSONS || JH✔️

19

y/n;

"It's finally the day! How do you feel?!" Jungkook grins happily as he guides me by wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Uh, nervous, sick, and I might throw up." I say truthfully which causes Jungkook to make a face.

"Are you gonna be okay?" He asks.

"Of course I'm going to be." I say then peak my head around the corner only to see bodies filling the empty seat.

"Maybe." I say as I shut the curtain quickly, my stomach doing flips.

"Y/n, you're here." I hear and my heart stops.

I turn and come face to face with Hoseok's mother.

"I am." I bow.

"I look forward to your performance today. You have no reason to be nervous seeing as you've taken my son months to practice with you." She says and her voice sounds anything but happy.

Her eyes were definitely not smiling.

"I will do my best." I bow again.

"Your best isn't good enough." She shoots out.

From the corner of my eye I see Jungkook's jaw hit the floor.

I simply bow my head.

"If you fail this, it's over." She says, her voice laced with venom.

She then turns on her heels and walks away.

Once she completely out of sigh Jungkook and I both let out breathes we hadn't realized we had been holding in.

"She's terrifying." Jungkook says.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

"Hey, I just saw my mother walking out. What was that about? She didn't say anything to you did she?" Hoseok asks, appearing at my side with worry visible on his face.

"Yeah she-" Jungkook starts but I cut him off.

"She didn't say anything." I say.

"Y/n-"

"Help me practice? Okay?" I say while flashing a forced smile.

In this moment I was far from happy.

Hoseok gives me a concerned look but doesn't speak.

For now, all I could do was give this my all.
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"Now, the moment we've all been waiting for!" The man on the stage calls out and I feel my stomach flipping.

"I don't think I can do this." I say, my heart launching in my throat as they announce my name.

"You'll do amazing. Just remember all of those long nights in the studio practicing. I know you can do this y/n. I believe in you." Hoseok says.

I bite my lip and nod.

I take in a deep breath then make my way out on stage.

Staring out at the crowd, I spot Hoseok's parents, I spot Jungkook, I spot all of the guys that Jungkook had danced with, I see faces of complete strangers...

Yet all I cared about was Hoseok's reaction.

I take one last glance at Hoseok then have them queue the music.

Once the music starts, I dance.

This moment will make up for every tear, every drop of sweat, every three am dance practice, every dirty glance from Hoseok's mother, every single ounce of hard work.

It all lead up to this moment.

I'm no longer doing this for my parents.

I'm doing it for Hoseok's parents and that hurts to admit.

I shouldn't be dancing for anyone but myself yet here I was.

Giving my all for a woman who hated my guts.

Was it worth it? Of course.

This was the only way I could be with Hoseok and I wasn't giving up that easily.

So I danced.

I danced until it was getting harder to catch my breath, I danced until the crowd became a blur, until all I could hear was the pounding of my own heart in my chest.

I danced.

Then, the song ended.

My vision blurred as the crowd bursted out into a fit of cheers.

My legs shook as I stood there, taking in what had just happened.

Then arms wrap around me, snapping me out of my trance.

"You did it! You did amazing just like I knew you would!" Hoseok yells over all of the cheering.

All I could do was close my eyes and collapse into his shoulder, arms wrapped tightly around the man I love.

"I'm so proud of you." He whispers.

Finally, the hard work had paid off.
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"She Just has to give a good reaction, you did amazing!" Jungkook says happily once we all get backstage.

I had some time to cool off and yet my heart was still hammering against my chest as I waited for Hoseok's parents to come to us.

"Don't worry, everything will be okay." Jimin says in a soft and reassuring voice.

All of our friends were backstage which made me even more nervous of what she was going to say.

Finally, the devil herself came.

"Mother."

Then Hoseok, along with the rest of us, bow.

"Y/n." Her mother starts, a smile on her lips.

"Yes." I say, feeling like I was going to pass out at any given moment.

Just as fast as her smile came, it left.

"That was..unacceptable! You mean to tell me you've been prancing in my school for months and that's what you give me!" She yells.

My heart hits the floor.

"What are you talking about lady?! Y/n did amazing! She's the best dancer I've ever seen!" Jungkook says, sounding as if he were going to attack her.

"Best dancer my ass! Your parents clearly taught you nothing! Not even my own son could fix you. You let me down, you let my husband down, you let Hoseok down, and you let your parents down."

Her words stung at my heart as I dropped to the ground.

Without warning, tears started to pour from my eyes and stream down my face.

"As of today, you are here by banned from  Jung's school for prestigious dancing! Also, You're never to see my son again."

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Last ch tomorrow 😱 depending though bcuz I might be too busy ((':