Dancing On Thin Ice // KTH

Chapter 64

"Okay, cue music. And... 5, 6, 7, 8--" Carmela instructed in front of the boys as they danced the complex choreo, switching formations and moving swiftly to the beat of the music. Sweat dripped down their faces as they swung their bodies around, squeaking of shoes filling the room. Roxana came from the tech corner and stood beside Carmela with a frown on her face.

"Alright, stop. Stop!" She held up her hands and the panting boys stopped, shaking their sweaty hair. Carmela ran over and cut the song.

"This ain't working without Taehyung." Roxana paced around in stress. "Here, I'll sub for him. The manager will be here in a couple of minutes. We're almost perfect. Let's go, let's go! From the top!" Roxana positioned herself at the front of the boys, in the middle. Tae's spot. 

 Carmela turned the music back on, and danced at the front of them, as they practiced the choreo. Wow... Carmela felt a proud swelling in her heart. It was perfect... and she had choreographed it. This was the first time Carmela had ever felt... proud of herself.

This was different.

"Okay... let's do it one more time--" Roxana started out of breath, but at that moment, the door swung open. Everyone turned towards the suited man storming towards them with his hands joined behind his back. His black hair was sleeked back and behind him, a young thin man with a clipboard was trying to follow his boss's pace. 

"Shit..." Hosi muttered under his breath, and Carmela glanced at him confused. What did Hosi have to do with this man? Wasn't this the manager, Mr... Jung... oh. Jung Hoseok. Right. So this was Hosi's father? Jules did say he was coming back to America soon. 

"Good evening, everyone." He spoke in a strong voice as he stood in front of them. He wasn't very tall, but his powerfull aura towered over all of them.

"Hello, Mr. Jung." Roxana said with a smile, stepping forwards with her head tilted down a bit in respect. The manager nodded at her, returning the smile.

"It's nice coming back. America hasn't changed one bit. You all know what I am here for, I presume?" He asked the boys.

"Yes sir. We look forward to showing you our performance, Mr. Jung." Namjoon said grabbing Jimin's shoulder, and Mr. Jung nodded at him.

"Very well, then." His slightly wrinkled eyes swept across them and suddenly, his eyes froze on Carmela. She immediately straightened up, unsure of how to act in front of the manager. She'd never met anyone like him before.

"You must be Carmela Lee. The new choreographer of TSB. How are they treating you?" He smiled at her as he spoke.

"Uh, great... sir!" She widely smiled back.

"Wonderful. Tell me if they're bothering you, and I'll see to it." He grinned with a wink, and Carmela softly laughed.

"Yes sir." Carmela was surprised at his kindness. 

Roxana whispered something to JK, and he quickly hurried off into the locker room. Mr. Jung turned to his son, and stepped directly in front of him. Hosi stared right back into his eyes, his face expressionless.

"Hoseok. Working hard, son?" 

"Sure am." Hosi replied in a tight voice and looked away.

"It's nice to see you, Hoseok." The manager said.

"I didn't think you'd recognize me." Hosi muttered and Mr. Jung's expression darkened.

"I am your father." He said.

"I know. So how long are you staying for? A day? Two? Or maybe you're leaving tonight--" 

"Mr. Jung!" Roxana cut in and the manager looked over at her. "Why don't we show you our dance now?"