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"Like this?"

"Oh, that's good! You're getting better at this, noona!"

You threw your boyfriend a sassy look, which melted into a soft giggle upon seeing the proud grin on his expression, "It's because you're a good teacher, I suppose."

"Of course I am. Jeon Jungkook. Tech genius. Awesome dancer. Handsome face. Great body."

"The man of every girl's dream," you poked his cheek, smiling fondly.

"And he's all yours," his arms wound around you and there was your cue to lean back to his chest. You were both sweaty from all the dancing, but at this point, you couldn't care less. Moments like these made you think how you were probably the luckiest girl in the world, to have someone like him adoring you endlessly every single day.

"One more time, and we can wrap it up for today?" You absentmindedly suggested. Jungkook nodded and released you, keeping his eyes on you as he bent down and pressed play on his laptop.

You looked in the mirror as the soft melody played in the background.

His hands were gentle against your body as he twirled and easily dipped your body, all the while looking into your eyes. After countless times repeating the series of movements, part of your brain had stopped trying to ask itself 'what was the next move again?' and had let your muscle memory handle the rest. The circling sweeps your legs made across the floor, the familiar hand patting the top of your head, the melodious hum coming from his vocal cords as he occasionally sang the lyrics, the coy looks you exchanged on certain parts of the routine...

You couldn't help but smile when he brought your hand to his lips. You've lost count of how many times he had kissed your hand today. Not that you're complaining. The choreography was a rather romantic one, after all, with ample time for you to stare into each other's eyes and embrace to your heart's content.

If only we could do this forever.

The timer you set on your phone rang loudly, three fourth into the song, signaling that your little dance session was over. Jungkook pouted as you stopped all movements before going over towards your charging gadget to unplug it from his laptop. The music stopped prematurely, and like usual, he didn't budge from his place when you gave him a c'mon-time-to-go look.

"But noona~"

"Do you really have to do this every time?" You scolded him, though you didn't bother to hide your smile, "It's not like we won't do this again next week. And we have to go somewhere else after this, don't we?"

At the reminder, his eyes widened and he quickly strode over towards your luggage, that adorable grin on his lips as he started to pack up, "Right!! You wanted to go to that bazaar!"

The two of you quickly gathered your things into Jungkook's backpack, except your phone which you had fastened onto the lanyard around your neck, and after ensuring you left none of your belongings, you exited the studio while excitedly talking about how much improvement you had undergone ever since you started learning dance alongside him.

The small bazaar was fifteen minutes away by foot from your frequently visited studio, and so you decided to walk leisurely with him. It was a Saturday, the weather was good, not too hot since the sun was about to set soon, and both of your felt energized from the exercise you just had. Not to mention with you and your boyfriend, there was never an awkward moment.

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