Chapter 135 - Let's Dance

The dance studio was not far from the mansion where Ye Rim left Dr. Kim two nights ago, she found out via the car's GPS. An elegant two-story building near a wooded park housed some large dance halls. They had a dance hall reserved just for them, every night. Lee Dae Won, even from the hospital, had kept his promise. 

She felt a chill in her belly. Her worst moments in her search for her dream were in rooms like this. But Ye Rim tried to calm herself. She would not be competing with aggressive girls or fighting for space to move, but learning from private lessons.

Then, Jun Hyeon went in, and Ye Rim thought she was going to have a mini heart attack right there. Kim Jun Hyeon was a handsome man in a formal suit and clothes, with his doctor's coat and also in a black tie. He was s.e.xy and powerful because of his manly and devilish cool glare. But he was looking at least 10 years younger looking like he was now.

Wide, soft, light-colored pants with suspenders and a basic white T-shirt. There was nothing special about it, but Jun Hyeon looked like someone else. Thinner, fresher and younger. His hair was wet from the shower he had just taken.

He was a god of beauty, and at that moment, he seemed to be unaware of it.

She blinked to make sure it was Kim Jun Hyeon,

"Don't be mocking. And sorry for the delay. There were a lot of complications today," was his way of apologizing, sitting on the bench along the wall.

"Look what I brought you," he motioned to a paper bag beside him as he put on his special tap-dancing shoes. Ye Rim could easily guess the content, but she wouldn't refuse his gifts anymore.

"OMG!" Ye Rim was delighted with the pair of special doll-style shoes, red and with decorative stitching in the shape of a heart on the front. She had bought a pair, of course, but they were a simple black model. The ones Jun Hyeon had given him were better quality, and more beautiful.

"How did you know my shoe number, Oppa?"

But Jun Hyeon didn't respond. He was looking across the room. The mirror.

Ye Rim thought she saw what he saw. The empty bench beside him, as Jun Hyeon stared at himself in the mirror of a dance hall, after several years. Then she sat down, not on the larger, empty end, but closer to him.

"You have already taken a big step by being here, haven't you

"I don't know. Am I dramatizing too much?"

"Sometimes, if we think too much, we end up not taking the necessary step. Don't worry about it now, don't even think about it…"

He looked a little thoughtful, but he looked up at her and smiled, with his usual defiant expression,

"You're right. Sit down, let's see if those shoes fit," he took the pair of shoes from Ye Rim's hands, crouching down.

"Erm, well, it's not necessary, I can do it myself ..."

"These shoes are great for beginners, but maybe they can hurt you because they're new. Be quiet for me to check it,"

Jun Hyeon meticulously arranged her socks and put her shoes on carefully, cupping her heels. Ye Rim couldn't stop blinking, feeling jittery and her heart pounding for something so trivial. He buckled one shoe and then the other, and then put her two feet together, watching them for a moment. Then his gaze went up the length of her legs and the rest of her body, until it reached her face. 

Ye Rim was out of breath, and feeling her face burn. 'What was he doing, scrutinizing my body with that face so… Omo!' she had perverted thoughts with Jun Hyeon at her feet, crouched in front of her and with his eyes raised to her… His slight devious smirk at the corner of his mouth...

'I'm going crazy! I better concentrate a lot to learn something, and stop thinking about how good he can be with the female anatomy...'

"Let's start?" Jun Hyeon turned around and went over to the stereo, his back to her while he chose the songs, "Come in front of the mirror, let's get warm a little."

He took a deep breath, muttering something like, "I haven't done this for a long time, I don't even know what I'm doing ..."

°°°

Dr. Kim arrived a little late at the dance academy that he once knew so well. He attended the place for a few years during high school. The location had changed a lot, and Jun Hyeon was surprisingly aware of how time has passed since the last time he was there. 

He thought about turning around and going home, resting after a stressful day, but there was his promise and his hope.

And Ye Rim.

Of course, he couldn't be a girl's dance teacher and declare himself for her. It would ruin everything. He would have to wait for Ye Rim to pass the audition. Then he would take her out to dinner, and ...

Besides, he didn't feel so good this week. His recurring nightmares came back more strongly after the car accident. This morning he had woken up in his office chair, where he had gone after waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

Only in the middle of the day, when his secretary brought the pair of shoes he ordered for Ye Rim, Jun Hyeon felt a little better. Remembering Ye Rim and smiling just because of an object meant that he was lost, right?

He had even bought new clothes for classes. He wanted to to look cool, oh yes. Did she like that style? It was risky, maybe a little pretentious or tacky. And totally 'old Jun Hyeon' from the past. 

He was feeling ridiculous, actually. But at the same time, he wanted Ye Rim to see his 'other side'. The person he once was.

He arrived and Ye Rim was alone in the dance hall. He was breathless, but had to disguise it. Ye Rim wore loose sports pants, and a cropped T-shirt that left her midsection tiny and highlighted her perky, round b.r.e.a.s.ts. In addition, Jun Hyeon remembered her golden dress turning to a rain of sequins and wished her clothes would do the same at that moment. 'A man can fantasize, right?'

But his mind wandered very far as he looked in the mirror. He practically heard his sister saying,

'Don't be distracted there, you silly pervert. I am waiting for you! Come soon! I need you, come soon! ' and his thoughts were lost as he stared at the empty space beside him. 'I shouldn't be here, it doesn't make any sense without you!' he thought. 

But then the melodious voice of reason, through Ye Rim, reminded him that several years have passed and that the present needed to become the future.

'Look at those little feet. They fit completely in my hand. Probably her shoes fit inside my shoes, 'Jun Hyeon was astonished and resisted the temptation to massage and play with Ye Rim's feet in the white socks, and concentrated on putting on her shoes. I'm not a foot fetishist or anything, but I wanted to be caressing her skin and your ankles. And taking advantage of the fact that I'm here, halfway down, I'd go between her legs and… aishh! Baggy pants are both a problem and a blessing!'

"Okay, let's start?" 'It's better to buy some time to breathe isn't it? I need to calm things down or she'll realize she made me hard. Uhn, but a girl like her always knows!' moving away the doctor went to rummage in the stereo to let his body have the time for a cooldown.

After a slight warm-up, Jun Hyeon said,

"Why don't you show me a choreography that you know of, Ye Rim? Shall we try to adapt it for tap dance? Are we going to see how your body expression is and work from there?"

"Uh? Do you want me to dance for you?"

"Why, what's the matter?"

"None, I just wasn't expecting it. Come on," she indicated a song. When the first notes started, Ye Rim was in the middle of the room, looking a little lost and forcing her memory. Then she seemed to remember, and started to dance.

'Uhn, well. She doesn't remember the choreo,' he was condescending, because it was clear that she was having problems.

"Okay. How about improvising?"

This seemed to aggravate her a little, much to Jun Hyeon's surprise. But Ye Rim didn't back down. The music started again, and she closed her eyes, slowly starting to get into the music.

"Uhn, this isn't working," he commented.

"What?" she stopped immediately, and Jun Hyeon made a movement with his hands for her to continue,

"No, it's nothing. Forget. Just relax. You are nervous?"

"Me? No… I was dancing and you…"

"Haha dancing? You were rocking."

"What?"

"Nevermind. Can you do a more sensual dance?"

"Why?"

"Ye Rim?! Idols do s.e.xy dances all the time. You sing in a way that makes men within 15 kilometers of you shiver with passion! What's wrong with making the dance like any other dance in a girls' group?"

"I'm dancing!" she struggled, but it was painfully artificial.

"Aigoo."

"Did you say anything?"

Not knowing whether she was aware that she was very, very awkward dancing, Jun Hyeon just smiled and made a heart with his fingers, while internally thinking,

'Aigoo! How can she be so stiff?'