The Edge of Park Jimin

Chapter 1

A/N: Hello! This story starts off kind of slow to introduce you to the main character! I personally find the y/n style to be too cringe (even though I find fanfiction writing, in general, to be at least some level of cringe lol), so I've given the main character a name. 

I try to avoid using Korean words in here as much as possible, except for times where an English translation doesn't quite exist. For example, words like "hyung" or "oppa." 

To clarify, when a suffix of "-ie" or "-ah" is added to the end of a name, it means different things. For the sake of your understanding of this story,  when someone uses those suffixes, they are either older than the person they are referring to or of the same age as them. I mostly use them here to showcase the closeness of the relationship.

Finally, the coming chapters will be very sexually explicit. Please be prepared for that and enjoy responsibly. 18+ ONLY. 

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"Meet at the usual spot at 10pm." That's all the text from Jongin said. The group chat was quiet since then, but I was sure everyone saw it. It was the time of year where most of us were in town and able to meet up again.

I finished putting on my coat and scarves, remembering to bring a baseball cap to hide my face well. I gave myself a quick glance in the mirror before stepping out. The usual spot that Jongin referred to is a hidden restaurant at the very edge of UN Village. It's known among celebrities as a popular spot to gather because the owner takes care to ensure privacy. There is a backside entrance leading to a group dining room. The entrance has a keypad code which is only given to guests who either have connections to the owner or have a good relationship with her.

I glanced at the time on my phone. 9:30pm. It usually took me about 15 minutes to reach the restaurant on my bike, but tonight I decided to walk instead. If I walk quickly enough, I'll be there by 10. The rest of them won't be there yet anyways.

I received another text as I exited my apartment building. "Are you coming tonight?" It was from Taemin. I responded with a simple "Of course. I'm already on the way. Why?" His response came straightaway. "Just wanted to know. I'll be there soon too." I safely tucked my phone into the pocket of my coat and continued my peaceful walk.

Maybe because it had been a while since we all gathered, I couldn't help but reminisce as I made my way to the restaurant. I remembered the day I was freshly hired by SM Entertainment. I had followed Koharu's suggestion and applied to become a back up dancer. She promised she would put in a good word for me; she had a good professional relationship with Lee Taemin himself. 

But it didn't matter to me who I'd work with, I was ready to follow Koharu's lead anywhere. In the underground world, Sugawara Koharu's praise alone is enough to score a gig, and there I was receiving a job recommendation. I was tired of living as an underground dancer. I was ready to be on stage for once. I am eternally grateful to her for rescuing me and opening the door to my dreams. Thanks to her, I not only got the job, I also had the chance to travel the world and perform Move with Taemin in places I never dreamed I'd visit. And I got a good friend out of it too.

Working with Taemin was the hardest I had ever worked in my entire life. We practiced for 12 hours a day, making sure every little detail of the choreography was perfect. The most time I used to practice before was 5 hours. Living as an underground dancer meant I had part time jobs to work in order to stay alive, so I could never spend the whole day practicing. Even though it was rigorous and exhausting, my body never felt more alive. I was dancing all day and night and I was getting paid to do it. It really was a dream.

But even though he worked us to the bone, Taemin has always been nothing but kind and understanding. No matter how many times we made mistakes, he would calmly and patiently explain his ideas to us again and again until it was exactly as he wanted. Sometimes the dancers would be sprawled on the floor, too tired to stand, but Taemin continued to practice while kindly letting them rest. Since we were all close in age, we became close very quickly. The two of us would sometimes stay later than the rest while practicing, and we naturally grew closer still.