One more dance (BTS x reader)

Unexpected Surprise

My irritation surged through me as I ripped off my dance clothes and changed into a pair of blue jean overalls with a fuzzy, white, long-sleeve sweatshirt underneath. I hopped around on one foot, trying to slip on my red converse and I quickly caught myself on the wall after nearly falling over. I made the last-minute decision of a white baseball cap and ran out the door, locked up, catching myself since I almost tripped over the step right outside. I beeped open my doors and stowed away quickly inside. I sat there for a moment and tried to calm myself down, the events of this morning rushing through my head.

~Flashback~

For once I had a female booking my class today, when she walked in she seemed nice enough. She was really pretty, blonde hair and a great dancer's body, it became very apparent though, that she needed a lot of work.

"Hey, you're late on count five, you need to fix your turn out so that way your leg-"

"I got it." she snipped and moved away from my helping hands.

My eyebrows raised but I shook it off and we ran through the sequence again. I watched concern as her leg turned in partially and she missed it again.

"Here, maybe you learn better from mimicry rather than counts."

I did the sequence in front of her and could feel her eyes burning into me, I lifted my leg and held it, the exact way I told her too.

"See? If you fix your turn out-"

"Shut up, I heard you the first time." her sharp voice caught me off guard and I looked at her displeased.

"Do not talk to me like that. You paid for ME to teach YOU. Apologize, right now."

"No. I came here to get my technique fixed, not to have some wannabe company dancer tell me my turn out is bad."

That stung. I looked at her for a moment and shook my head.

"Please leave."

Her mouth opened in shock, "You can't just kick me out."

I crossed my arms, "Yes I can, and I am. Now please get your things and leave."

The girl's face was red in anger and she stormed out of the studio, her dance gear in hand.

I sighed and rubbed my temples with both hands before gathering my stuff and leaving the room.

~end flashback~

Still shivering, I flipped the knob and let the stale air warm up my car. Letting it flow, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through the internet ad I saw for the new farmer's market. It's new, but nobody knows if it's temporary or permanent, but the ratings were good and seemed to always be busy despite it being freezing out. I needed some relaxation time to myself, as well as groceries, and a farmer's market gave me both.

My phone dinged a couple of times and I sent fast replies to Jimin and Jin. Through out the day I had recieved their numbers, along with Yoongi, we had many, many, many pleasant and sometimes funny conversations. It was nice, having other friends other than Irene, I can't bug her all the time. Even if she says otherwise. So from dances, to music, to coffee and sweets, my phone has constantly been filled by the banter of one or all of the guys.

I pulled up the directions and turned the heat down, so I didn't suffocate, pulling out of the parking lot was smooth and despite it nearly being lunch hour, there was hardly anyone out right now, which made my drive to the market pretty peaceful. I turned around a corner and saw a short line of cars waiting to pull into the market. My eyes widened as I took in the scenery and scoffed slightly.