My kids dance teacher

Confrontation

Shina pov

The night was getting late yet you couldn't tear your eyes away from the Han river. it was so beautiful

"would you like me to drop you off at your house" 

the rich deep voice of Jeon Jungkook tore your gaze away from the river. you couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was. the cold air placed a pink tint on his cute bunny-like cheeks. his hair was messy from both the wind and the constant running of his hands through his hair. nodding you agree to let him take you home. walking back to the restaurant hand in hand you realized that you left your keys at the office 

"shoot Jungkook. I have to go back to the office. I left my keys on my desk." 

chucking Jungkook agrees and starts to drive that way. It was only 10:30 so the office shouldn't be locked. it was the time that celebrities would sneak in to get practice. they had their studios within companies but with more bands being made constantly it was convenient to use our studio. Jungkook rolls the windows down letting the cool night's breeze run through. within a few minutes, you arvied at the studio. giving Jungkook a peck on the cheek you climbed out of the car

the building was lit up various songs playing from the practice rooms. shina was listening for Hoseoks solo but heard nothing. she was slightly disappointed. the lingering hope that he would still be there though his shift had ended Two and a half hours. pushing her thoughts away she enters Hoseok and her studio. "hello" she calls softly. lights were on in his office but not in the dance area. her red heels clicked as she walked into the office and began looking for the keys. Shina could swear she left them on the desk. 

"Looking for these"? Hoseok's voice boomed from behind her as he jingles the keys in a taunting manner.  

Shina jumped turning around with her hand on her heart. "Christ Hoseok. trying to give me a heart attack"? 

Hoseok smirks. "thats the most attention you've given me in days" he leans against the door frame looking her up and down. "cute outfit. too bad we know you dressed like this for Jungkook"

Shina rolls her eyes crossing her arms "knock it off and give me My keys "

"they are right here princess"

he jingles them above his head laughing knowing she is to small to reach them, even in heels"

With a huff she stands trying to gain them. Lifting on the tip of her toes for extra reach. But it was no use. The orange hair dancer was to tall.

Hoseok grins and leans in. Chuckling as she rears back like he knew she would.

wrinkling her nose she pushes past him. "Hoseok Are you drunk. You reek of alcohol".

Hoseok didn't answer. Instead he slowly backed her against the practice room mirror. And pressed his lips to hers.

Her brains was going to fast

"Hoseoks drunk he dosent mean it

You cant take advantage of him in this state.

Give in Shina. You both want it. "

Against her bodys will she pushed away.

Thogh he held her in place by her shoulders. Tears began to bulid as she hit his chest. Causing him To pin her wrist to the mirror

Tears finally fell "stop it you asshole" the words came out more as an mumble as his lips were on hers. She closed her eyes struggling more. But suddenly the was no reason to struggle. No lips on hers. No pined wrist. Just blood driping from hoseoks lip and a pissed looking Jeon Jungkook