Our First Kiss (Yeonjun x Reader)

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  It wasn't long after you joined BigHit to be a backup dancer for the one and only: Choi Yeonjun, that you fell in love. He had a new title track coming up and today was your first day of practice. This also was the day you fell in love. You walked into the practice room, just ten minutes before practice started. You saw everyone in the practice room was getting ready and stretching for the time being. You greeted everyone with a brief "hello" and a bow before you also started stretching. You tried your best to relax while stretching, your nerves were getting to you since it was your first day. Little did you know that Yeonjun saw you when you first came in, and he couldn't help but sneak glances at you. God were you attractive to him, not only that but he absolutely loved the determination in your face. You looked over to him and caught him looking at you. You made eye contact and lightly blushed. Yeonjun smirked at you in some type of way it left you a flustered mess and your heart beating fast. Gosh he's cute, but also hot as fuck... You thought.

  The choreographer came into the room right after that. You shook your head and pushed the thoughts to the side before you started practicing. That quickly went out the window because you kept finding yourself staring at him and his body... His sleeveless shirt didn't help at all in this situation, his muscles on full display for you to stare at. Yeonjun caught you staring at him in the mirror, and as soon as you noticed he sent another smirk your way. Yet again, you blushed.

  Before you knew it, practice was over and the image of Yeonjun smirking at you in the mirror was stuck in your brain the entire time. By the time you were getting ready to head out, you realized you were the last one to leave. You shrugged your shoulders and headed on your way, not thinking much of it. As you walked down the hallway, you couldn't help but notice that it was a little empty.. and before you knew it, someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a dark room. You didn't really have much time to react since you weren't paying much attention. Before you could even attempt to scream, whoever dragged you into the room spoke.

"Don't freak out, it's just me, Yeonjun." The voice said, followed by a click, turning on the light. You were able to tell now that the "room" you were in was a janitor's closet and that it was, indeed, Choi Yeonjun right in front of you. You widened your eyes in surprise at the sight of him.

"Y-Yeonjun-ssi.." You said just before you bowed. Yeonjun chuckled.

"No need to do that Y/N." Yeonjun eased with a warm smile.

"S-sorry." You said with a small smile while tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. "Wh-why did you bring me h-here?" You asked nervously, looking down at the floor while playing with your fingers.

"I just wanted to compliment you on your practice today." Yeonjun said with a smile. You blushed and looked up at him.

"W-why me though? I'm sure everyone else was better than me.." You looked down at the floor again, a little flustered from his comment.

"Nonsense! You had the most look of determination on your face than anyone I have ever seen. You really like dancing don't you?" You nodded slightly.

"Dancing has been my passion since I was little." You smiled lightly. "Plus it's a pleasure to work with you." You bowed once again. A light blush crept its way on Yeonjun's cheeks. He smirked.

"I did notice you staring at me throughout practice." Yeonjun said as he put his hand on the door frame and leaned against it. You blushed lightly. You hoped he didn't bring it up to save you from embarrassment. You opened your mouth to speak, but was then cut off from Yeonjun speaking again.
"If you like me you know you can just say so." Silence... Well shit you were speechless.

  You widened your eyes in surprise and couldn't quite find the words to say in response.

"What? Cat got your tongue babe?" Yeonjun teased as he stepped closer to you. You stepped back in slight panic.

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