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.. 22 ..

•t.s• [after the tour, about a month]

[Jimin]

   I entered the dance studio full of eager young minds ready to work. The maroon beanie on my head went well with the shade of mustard that was my converse.

   The class bowed before I did and as I did I felt my tail twitch.

   It's fine. I thought to myself. I was only risking exposing my secret to some future idols.

   "Good morning everyone!" I started off cheerfully pacing back and forth, "I'm Min Jimin and I will be your dance instructor."

   "Please raise your hand if you have dance experience."

   A few scattered students raised their hands as I nodded.

   "Alright that's not bad. Singers?"

   Another portion of hands raised in the air. The same happened for the rappers.

   "That's awesome!" I cheered. "I'm going to talk a bit so take a seat."

   The group of 35 sat on the floor. "So this is your first block of the day meaning I get to tell you all the fun stuff about the weekly competitions." I began, "Anybody can learn a dance and sing but being an idol means you must be able to learn quickly and be in sync with the rest of the group and most importantly, your self."

   "Each week you will be split into groups of 5, the afternoon will have special blocks for each group and at the end of the week you will all battle it out with a number you will all prepare with the help of Mr. Jeon and myself."

   "If you have the lowest score you will be moved to a bottom rank group."

   "The best groups to be in are the top three; those three are the contenders up for debut."

   I checked the clock.

   "We are about to run out of time so you'll all just make them tomorrow." I said before Jungkook knocked on the door.

   He was buttoning up the last button of his shirt as he opened it and entered.

   Hair messy and a sly smirk on his face as he eyed the trainees.

   "Good morning." He said as they all bowed. "I'm Jeon Jungkook; don't cause any trouble and we won't have issues."

   "Alright well I guess I'll be on my way then." I said smiling, as Jungkook nodded. "Goodbye students."

   They all bowed again before I left the room.

   'What the hell was that?'

[Jungkook]

   "You.. mmph.. have to let me go I have a class to.. mph.. teach." I sputtered as Taehyung's lips ran into mine.

   We had gone out for lunch for the first time since before I left and I insisted he should come with me to the agency. Turns out the only work I'd gotten done was on him.

   "Awe man really?" He asked pouting before getting on his knees and 'finishing the job'. "I was hoping you'd teach me instead of teaching those pimply teenagers."

   "Oh come on- fuck~" I groaned pulling on his hair.

   "Oh yes sunbaenim, teach me more." He moaned with my dick in his mouth.

   I checked my watch: 4:29.

   And I came.

   "Ah shit Tae." I sighed as he quickly pulled up my pants, boxers, and zipped my fly. "Thanks."

   "Anytime, maybe hit me up later." He sighed next to my ear before running his fingers through my messy hair.

   I stuck a hot kiss on his neck, leaving him in shock before I left the office.

   I quickly began buttoning up my shirt, opening the door to Jimin's dance studio as I did so. The remanence of my dirty office romance had me hit with a feeling of cockiness that only showed with a sly smirk with the lips that touched his.

   I took a seat on the table infront of the class before sighing.

   "Welcome to my class."

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