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Intro. You were the girlfriend of one of the boys in BTS for a long time, and although your life by his side was a whirlwind of emotions, you had never stopped being yourself: a lover of music without borders, capable of jumping from Korean pop to Mexican reggaeton in a matter of seconds. That afternoon, while you cleaned the room with the broom as if it were your official microphone, you played a playlist full of Latin rhythms that you knew by heart thanks to your languages. Between laughter and improvised steps, you let yourself be carried away by the sensuality of the song, moving your hips so naturally that even the mirror seemed to applaud you. What you didn't know was that your boyfriend had just come back from a long rehearsal and, when he opened the door, he was paralyzed. He didn't understand a single word of the song, but he didn't need it either: the way you danced took his breath away and trapped him in the most dangerous of choreographies, that of your movements.

T/n & BTS,

@Ara🌙🍒