Their Idol ||BTS||

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~~Last time on, Their Idol~~

They all filed out of the studio and walked down the hall towards the dance room, hearing the music blasting and the sound of shoes squeaking on the floor from just outside the door, they all took a breath and prepared themselves, slowly opening the door when they thought themselves ready.

However, they never could've prepared themselves for what they saw when the door opened.

~~This time on, Their Idol~~

When they opened the door they saw TJ standing near the wall opposite the mirror's and taking his jacket off, throwing it to the side, BTS froze looking at him, they saw his tattoo's and his muscles.

Just when they snapped out of it, they saw him step forward quickly and jump, angling his body slightly and going down to grind on the floor, causing the BTS boys to lose their breath and scurry away with small problems... downstairs and blushing, if you know what I mean...

All except Hoseok, who walked into the room closing the door behind him, and stood watching until the song ended.

"Taejin..." he said softly causing the dancers head to snap up.

~~Taejin's P.O.V~~

Once I got to the dance room I quickly connected my phone and played one of my dance playlists.

{[{Guy in the middle. Stop at 1:16}]}

{[{Guy in yellow. Stop at 1:18}]}

{[{Red checkered pants. Stop at 1:57}]}

{[{Guy in the middle/red flannel. Stop at 1:29}]}

"Taejin..." a voice called and my head snapped up to the doorway to see Hoseok-hyung standing there, "What?" I asked as I stood and walked over to my phone to put a new playlist on, not caring if I sounded rude, even if he is my senior.

"Are you okay?" he asked slowly walking over to me, I swirled around and faced him with a scoff, "I'm great," I said plastering a fake smile on my face, he frowned, and I turned back around trying to pick a playlist that I can dance to.

Suddenly a hand was placed onto my forearm, making me grab it, forcing the arm against its owners chest and shoving him into the wall harshly, Hoseoks mouth parting and face turning red as he looked up at me, letting go of his arm I took a few large steps back, but Hoseok followed me and gripped my biceps tightly.

"Hajima... jebal...(Don't... please...)" he whispered, moving his arms and wrapping them around my torso, pressing his body against mine as close as he could get, letting me feel everything, even his hardness, which was kinda hard to ignore, considering that it was rubbing against my thigh.

He was grinding on me and started panting, his eyes hazy with lust, "Oppa... jebal" he whispered, moving his hands to cup my neck, gripping and tugging at my hair, I tried pulling away from him, barely being able to keep my own lust under control.