I Can't Breathe

Chapter 17

**Author's note**
Hi guys (:
Here I am again bringing you yet another chapter. I hope you guys are enjoying the story, that it was worth the wait.
Thanks to all the readers for taking some of your time to read this piece, it makes me happy and a big thank you to all my followers ^_^
Also for those who don't know yet my other book: Nameless is out with the first chapter (:
I would really appreciate it if you would go take a look. But, enough about that.
Now without further ado,
Let us begin
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The boys were dancing in formation, moving here and there as they practiced their choreography diligently. Their assignment for the day was to rehearse a few songs from their previous album: Love Yourself Tear. Songs like: Fake Love, Airplane pt 2 and Anpanman have been on repeat all day long, the same structure again and again. It was safe to say that the members were beyond tired, but they couldn't back down. They knew that with time all their hard work would pay off and to be honest, for them, it was a minor price to pay in order to keep living happily along with their dear Armys.

As the soundtrack was booming in the background, their eyes were focused in the mirror in front of them. Although the perimeters were a bit unfamiliar, they kept dancing sharply, cautious of any mistakes. The members were not in their usual dance studio, it was another location owned by the company's choreographer. The man simply thought that it was a good idea to change the scenery from time to time and not be stuck in the same place day after day. So, with that, they only had to follow the basics and they were set.

The last few seconds of Fake Love were fading through the speakers, and giving more room to the boys' panting to be heard. "Good." Their choreographer, Mr. Son clapped his hands together as he stepped into view. He was the man in charge of their performances and dance teacher, meaning that he was well respected by the boys. The moment he walked up to them, all the members quickly lined up next to each other, awaiting further instructions. "Awesome, guys. Just a few more times and we're done." He commented. "Jin, you're doing great." He told the oldest, which made Taehyung pat his hyung's back while wearing a proud smile. Jin glanced back at V with a coy grin and thanked their teacher.

"You too, Namjoon." The leader heard their choreographer speak and he looked down, cute dimples on full display.

"Okay, so, your manager asked me to inform you guys about an upcoming event that's going to be held in Japan." Mr. Son spoke, after making sure he had everyone's attention. "It's mostly a cultural festival that's going to be presenting Japanese and Korean artists, and you guys were selected to make an appearance."

"Oh, cool." V expressed in awe.

"When will it be?" RM, being the leader, of course and caring for the members' well being, interjected.

The man knowing that it was a pretty sudden announcement, winced as he told them. "A week from now."

"A week?!" Jhope's eye widened. The rest of the guys turning their heads to mumble and groan quietly.

"Hey, I know it's a bit sudden." Mr. Son said, trying to calm them. "But, at least you guys aren't the only one. I heard other groups are coming. Seventeen confirmed and Got7 too."

"That's not helping." Suga crossed his arm, sighing apathetic.

RM smiled back at the grumpy rapper. He liked how Yoongi always expressed his opinion no matter who was the person. He was blunt. But, their dance teacher was used to their personas. He had watched them grow and mature into fine young men, so Suga's smart comments were nothing new to him.

"Okay, maybe not." He breathed. "But, you'll be performing today's songs, which is the main reason why I told you guys to practice your last comeback choreography."