(Ship requested by meow_meowmin7 )

(Concept: Chaeyoung and Yoongi are solo artists under the same company. Yoongi is appointed to be her mentor, but they quickly fall for each other)

(Chaeyoung POV)

"This is your vocal and instrumental practice room. Choreography practice rooms are downstairs."

I followed my new manager. He was showing me around on my first day as an artist. Well, I don't know if I can be considered an artist yet, but I'm no longer just a trainee. I'm preparing for my debut.

"This is Min Yoongi's studio. He'll be your mentor for the next few months. You'll meet him later. Always knock before entering his room."

I nod, trying to keep up with him. He was kind of rushing this whole thing.

Min Yoongi...is going to be my mentor? He's like the most popular artist in this company. Did he choose me or are they making him do this? I guess I'll find out soon.

My mentor showed me around the rest of the building before dropping me back off at Min Yoongi's studio.

"He should be inside now. Introduce yourself and he should know what to do."

And that was it. He left me on my own.

I remembered what he said and I knocked on the door before trying to enter. There was no response so I tried turning the doorknob, but it was locked. I tried knocking again.

"Who is it?" A voice called from inside.

"S-Son Chaeyoung."

"Who?"

I hear footsteps approach the door before it opens and standing in front of me was the one and only Min Yoongi.

"Hi, I'm Son Chaeyoung." I bow, "They said you were going to be my mentor..."

He sighs, "Right."

I thought he seemed irritated, but he opened the door all the way.

"Come on in."

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"So what do you do?" He asks.

"Sorry?"

"What do you do? Do you rap, sing, both?"

"Oh...I've been training to do both."

"Do you dance too?"

I nod.

"Play any instruments?"

"Mostly just piano...but I know a little ukulele and drums." I explain.

He scoffs, "So what am I supposed to train you for?"

I wasn't sure at first, but I thought there must be a reason why they wanted him to be my mentor.

"Can you teach me about producing and rap? I know they're your specialties."

His expression changes. He looked a little surprised, "Okay. Get in the recording booth. I want to see what you can do first."

He recorded a few snippets of my voice and then he showed me the basics of editing and putting parts of a piece together. We worked for about an hour before he had to go.

"Come back the same time tomorrow. We have some more work to do."

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I learned a lot from Yoongi over the span of a few months, but the time finally came when they told me he no longer needed to be my mentor. The two of us became very close and we even hang out together outside of work.

I was a bit disappointed when I heard I wasn't going to be working with him anymore.

I didn't hear from him for a while until after my debut.

He actually visited me in my practice room one evening.

He knocked on the door before peeking his head inside, "Chaeyoung-ah, it's been a while."

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"I saw your debut stage. You look good out there. You have a lot of confidence."

"All thanks to you. You taught me so much." I say.

He chuckles, spinning around in his chair. We were chatting in my practice room.

"You're not busy right now? You don't have work to do?" I ask him. 

"I do." He shrugs, "But I missed you."

He moves his chair closer to mine, staring into my eyes.

"You missed me..?" I mumble.

He nods, leaning closer, "So much."

I did what felt natural and I leaned in to kiss him.

His hands landed on my shoulders, letting them run down my arms until they met my hands.

"You're much different from when we first met." I pull away to lock the door.

"I'm not the only one." He says with a smile.

I walk back over to him. He sits there, looking up at me.

"Are we thinking the same thing right now, Chaeyoung-ah?" He whispers.

I take a hold of his shirt collar, straddling his lap.

"Why do you think I locked the door?"

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He let me choose the pace, but he helped heat things up, occasionally thrusting his hips up to me. He wrapped his arms around my body, running his hands along my back as I rode him.

I kept my hands on his face and his neck, kissing him whenever I got the chance. His deep moans rang in my ear, making me want to go faster.

"Ah, Chaeyoung-ah..." He sighs, "You feel so good..."

"You like that, oppa?" I pant.

He chuckles before nodding, "I love it."

I was starting to get tired of just bouncing myself on his lap, so I stopped.

I lean my head over his shoulder and whisper in his ear, "Your turn."

I almost regret saying that as soon as I felt his hands grab my hips. I brace myself, clinging to his shoulders and he starts to thrust himself into me in a hasty manner. I try to suppress my moans by biting at his shoulder, but I couldn't keep them in.

I squeeze my eyes shut and digging my nails into his back as he grunts, going even.

"Y-Yoongi..! Aahh-!" I cry.

He swears under his breath before giving me a few more careless thrusts and pulling out, releasing his load onto my abdomen.

I continued to hug him, both of us panting into each other's ears. The room was hot and smelt of sex, but that was the least of our concerns right now.

He moves to kiss more once more, still giving me those lustful glances and a smirk every now and then.

We both put our clothes back on and clean up the mess we made.

"Sorry for bothering you during work, but I should get going." He says, unlocking the door.

"You weren't a bother at all." I smile.

He laughs, "Come by my studio if you ever want to have some fun."

"I'll keep that in mind."

He nods before opening the door.

"See you around, sunbaenim." I say.

"See you soon, Chaeyoung-ah."

I guess I can add a few more things to the list of things I've learned from my mentor.