Chapter 12

“Ten minutes,” Dani said.

That was the official break time – called by Manon with a pointed side-eye after your completely innocent surprise visit made Dani drop a harmony line and miss two counts of choreo.

You’d barely had time to respond before Dani grabbed your hand and muttered, “Come with me.”

You didn’t ask where. You already knew.

The side room was barely a room at all – small, dim, soundproofed, and stuffed with a couch no one ever used except when someone needed to scream, cry, or… well.

The second the door shut behind you, Dani pressed you against it – hard.

“You,” she said, breathing heavy already, “are such a problem.”

“Me?” you laughed, eyes teasing. “I was just standing there.”

She kissed you before you could finish the sentence – deep, hungry, fingers tangling in your shirt like she was trying to ruin it.

You grinned against her mouth. “Someone’s frustrated.”

“You show up in that outfit, biting your lip, not blinking while I’m trying to perform, and expect me to do nothing?” she growled. “You knew what you were doing.”

“Maybe,” you said, all fake innocence. “Is it working?”

She didn’t answer, Just kissed you harder.

You barely made it to the couch before her hands were under your shirt, her mouth on your neck, her fingers pressing into your waist like she needed to remind herself you were real.

“Quiet,” she whispered, teeth grazing your jaw. “You know how thin these walls are.”

You nodded, breathless. “Then maybe you should stop making me moan.”

She smiled against your throat. “Not a chance.”

*

By the time you both stumbled back into the rehearsal room, the others were still lounging, sipping water and scrolling their phones. You and Dani tried to act normal – tried being the key word.

Sophia clocked you first.

She looked up, narrowed her eyes and went: “Huh.”

Then, louder: “Hey guys, Dani’s got that ‘I just got some’ glow again.”

Yoonchae didn’t even look up. “So, business as usual.”

Dani rolled her eyes and grabbed a towel, mumbling, “You’re all ridiculous.”

But the flush on her neck and the smirk on your face said otherwise.

*

Rehearsal ran longer than expected. Manon was in drill-sergeant mode, Megan kept cracking jokes mid-run, and everyone was a little too wired to leave on time.

Eventually, most of the girls peeled off to grab food or hit the showers.

You were left in the back corner, scrolling your phone, stretched across a pile of spare stage mats. Dani wandered over with a water bottle in hand, sweat slicking her neck, her tank top clinging to her skin.

“You,” she said, voice low, eyes locked on yours, “are trouble.”

“You’ve said that already.”

“I meant it.”

She leaned down resting one knee beside your thigh, mouth ghosting over yours before she kissed you softly, slowly – like she had all the time in the world now. Her fingers slipped just under your shirt, thumb brushing your skin.

You kissed her back, tugging her closer. She sank a little lower, hand trailing up your stomach.

Just as things started to heat up –

Click.

The door creaked open.

“Dani, have you seen my-“

Lara froze in the doorway. “Oh my god.”

You and Dani jumped apart like guilty teenagers. Your shirt was half-up, Dani’s hair was a mess, and your lips were definitely kiss-swollen.

Lara blinked. Slowly.

“Seriously?” she said. “Again?”

Dani groaned. “It’s not what it looks like.”

“You had your hand up her shirt.”

“…Okay. It’s exactly what it looks like.”

Lara grabbed her charger from the table and backed out slowly. “I’m giving you both one more strike before I bring in a squirt bottle.”

You tried to stifle your laugh, Dani dragged her hand down her face.

“You’re killing me,” she said.

You smiled sweetly. “Still worth it?”

She looked at you – flushed, half-wrecked, completely yours – and leaned back in to kiss you again, slower this time.

“Every single time.”

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Okay this was the continuation of the last chapter 🙂

Not Lara catching you guys lmao.

Anyways, hope you liked this one 🙂