Chapter 12

Chapter 12 — Day 3: Dangerous Moves

A/N: I suggest you guys listen to dangerous woman by Ariana grande in this chapter and enjoyyy🤭

Third Person's Pov:

The Unique 4 had a rest day.

Well—ordered a rest day, courtesy of Seulgi, after y/n’s stress, sleepless nights, and the emotional landmine of the past few days.

Felicity and Quinn immediately begged Seulgi to let them go out for Ivy’s birthday preparations. Seulgi, seeing an opportunity to distract Ivy and keep the plan moving, allowed it with a strict curfew. Ivy, suspecting nothing, followed them out with a curious, slightly confused expression.

And y/n…

y/n didn’t want to stay in the dorm. Her chest still ached from the confrontation with Vangeline—anger, betrayal, heartbreak compressed into a raw, restless energy. She grabbed her helmet, mounted her bike, and rode straight to JYP building.

As she walked through the hallways of JYP, a few familiar faces crossed her path.

“Ah—y/n-ssi?” Jeongyeon’s voice made her glance up.

She bowed slightly. “Good morning, unnie.” Cool, distant, polite.

“Are you okay now?” Jeongyeon asked softly.

“Mm. Needed fresh air,” y/n replied.

Mina passed by, offering a small, encouraging smile.Dahyun waved.Chaeyoung stopped abruptly to nod.Tzuyu gave a polite, quiet nod.

Tiny interactions, small check-ins. y/n wasn’t running anymore—but she wasn’t letting them in fully yet.

Minutes later~

Y/n arrived at JYP and asked politely to use an empty dance studio.

JYP chuckled. “You don’t need to ask every time. Any free room is yours.”

“Still better to ask,” she murmured.

He smiled knowingly about what happened yesterday because manager seulgi informed him, then he said, “Clear your mind.”

She didn’t respond—but appreciated the permission.

'Studio 4' she read the sign above, earlier she passed by another dance studio where she peeked inside and saw the girls practicing.

Inside, she switched off the harsh white lights. Mood LEDs glowed violet and red, washing the room in heartbeat-like pulses. She plugged in her phone in the speaker, tied her hair, and began with TikTok trends to loosen up. Precise, careful, blank in expression.

But after a few songs, she wanted more—raw, unfiltered, her own.

Her thumb hovered over her playlist… and tapped “Dangerous Woman” – Ariana Grande.

Meanwhile:

TWICE was on a short break. Sana, flushed and winded from her own practice, wandered the hallway for a water refill. She paused at the dimly lit studio in the other side of theirs.

Her eyes widened.

y/n.

Alone. Moving with abandon, letting herself go, bold, confident, raw.

The red-violet lighting embraced her silhouette.

“…woah,” Sana whispered, mesmerized. She leaned against the doorframe, watching. Fingers twitched, lips parted.

She had seen y/n dance before, but never like this. Controlled chaos, raw energy, sultry confidence—but not for anyone, not performing, just her.

The Dance:

Intro / Verse 1:Oh, yeah

Don't need permissionMade my decision to test my limits'Cause it's my business, God as my witnessStart what I finished

Y/n moved slowly, almost teasingly, letting her shoulders roll, eyes closed. Every flick of her wrist, every tilt of her head screamed controlled power. Sana leaned against the wall, watching intently. y/n didn’t notice yet—she was lost in her rhythm, letting the music claim her.

Don't need no hold upTaking control of this kind of momentI'm locked and loadedCompletely focused, my mind is open

Pre-Chorus:

All that you gotSkin to skin, oh my GodDon't you stop, boy

Her body grew bolder, hips rolling in time with the beat. She moved closer to the mirror, catching her reflection—eyes flashing with confidence. A smirk ghosted across her lips.

Sana’s breath hitched. She stepped in, letting her body sync subtly with y/n’s, leaning closer, teasingly matching her sway.

Chorus:Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous womanSomethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you

As the chorus exploded, y/n spun sharply, jacket slipping off one shoulder.Sana reached for her hand mid-spin, their fingers locking perfectly.Their bodies circled each other, heat building, a slow burn igniting with every movement.

Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't

Sana pressed closer when y/n pivoted, matching every dip, every turn.

Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout

Eyes locked, smirks exchanged—they were challenging each other without words.

Verse 2:

Nothing to prove and I'm bulletproof andKnow what I'm doing

y/n’s arms moved fluidly, graceful but strong. She pushed off the mirror, stepping back—but Sana

The way we're movin'Like introducing us to a new thing

mirrored her, hips brushing gently as they circled.The tension was palpable, electric, and charged.Each step was a tease, each glance a dare.

I wanna savor, save it for laterThe taste, the flavor, 'cause I'm a taker, 'cause I'm a giverIt's only nature, I live for danger

Pre-Chorus 2:All that you gotSkin to skin, oh my GodDon't ya stop, boy (Oh, yeah)

y/n leaned her head back, letting her hair fall forward, fingers trailing down her body.Sana stepped in, pressing her palm to y/n’s lower back, pulling her closer with each lyric.Every word of the song punctuated a movement, a touch, a stolen glance.

Chorus 2:Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous womanSomethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout youMakes me wanna do things that I shouldn'tSomethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you

The chorus hit again, louder, more urgent.y/n spun out, Sana pulling her hand, guiding her into a turn that ended with y/n leaning into Sana’s chest, almost involuntarily.The heat of proximity, the boldness of touch—they moved as one, perfectly in sync.

Post chorus/Bridge:

All girls wanna be like thatBad girls underneath, like thatYou know how I'm feeling inside(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout—)

The music softened slightly. y/n rolled her shoulders, hips swaying like molten silk.Sana leaned in, brushing her temple against y/n’s, whispering teasingly, “You weren’t ready for this, huh?”

All girls wanna be like thatBad girls underneath, like thatYou know how I'm feeling inside(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout—)

y/n’s lips pressed into a tight line, a blush creeping up, but she didn’t pull away.Every lyric sank into her bones, every beat dictated a pulse between them.

[Bridge]Mm-mmOoh-ooh

Final Chorus / Outro:

Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous womanSomethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout youMakes me wanna do things that I shouldn't (Yeah)Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you (Yeah)

The song soared. y/n spun with abandon, Sana’s hands guiding, fingers laced, bodies pressed close.Every move screamed confidence and desire—not sexual, but intimate, teasing, a dance of connection.

Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't (Yeah)Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]All girls wanna be like that (Mm-mm)Bad girls underneath like thatYou know how I'm feeling inside (You know how I'm feeling inside, baby)(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you)All girls wanna be like thatBad girls underneath like thatYou know how I'm feeling inside(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout—)

Meanwhile back in the other studio where Twice is practicing, the others realized Sana had been gone too long.

“Where’s Sana?” Jihyo frowned.Momo shrugged. “Maybe bathroom?”Nayeon then suggested "c'mon let's just find her"

Then they got out to find Sana but they heard another studio blasting music, Curiosity piqued, they quietly followed.

What they found made them pause.

Y/N and Sana were moving together, bodies perfectly synced, hands brushing, subtle smiles, eyes daring—all flowing with the music. The dim violet and red lights made the scene hypnotic.

Jeongyeon peeked first, eyes wide. “Uhh… this is… intense.”Mina giggled, covering her mouth. “Wow… they actually fit together.”Dahyun whispered, eyes twinkling. “Can I try next? Just a tiny step?”

Jihyo’s hand shot out, a finger to her lips. Afraid ruining the latter's dance. “Shh. Just watch. Let them have their moment.”

The others hesitated, glancing at one another, then slowly sank to the edges of the room, trying to watch without disrupting. Some pressed close to the wall, amused, others whispering excitedly to themselves.

Y/n stayed calm, neutral, yet her body softened, swaying with the music, letting Sana guide her. The heat between them was palpable, but contained, deliberate.

Sana smirked knowingly, eyes locking with y/n’s. The silent message was clear: This dance is ours. Let the world just watch.

The music faded. y/n exhaled, flushed, adrenaline and tension leaving a trail of heat.

Sana whispered close, “You weren’t supposed to notice me… but I knew you’d let me in.”

Y/n didn’t answer, only nodded subtly, expression unreadable—but pulse betraying everything.

TWICE quietly stayed back, watching.The dance had ended—but the tension, the connection between y/n and Sana, lingered like a living thing in the dim studio.

[Outro]Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boy (Ha)Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boy (Ha-ah-ayy)Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boy(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you)Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boyYeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boyYeah, there's somethin' 'bout you, boy, oh, yeah(Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout) You

As the song ended, they froze mid-step, breathing heavily, foreheads almost touching, smiles ghosting their lips.

The studio was silent except for their ragged breaths. Failed to notice the 8 girls looking at them amused.

Sana smirked knowingly. “You dance like you mean it… and I meant to catch every second.”Y/n’s expression stayed cool, unreadable—but her pulse betrayed her.

A/N: Let's say I'm consistent on updating now because I have a adjustable sched this 2nd sem so I'm grateful mwhehehe so, I have to update this, hopefully I won't forget to update this even if I'm busy. For my loveyss hope you love this chapter as I'm literally squealing when writing this with my Co writer HAHAHAHA embrace yourself in the next chapter! HAHAHAHA see youu! :)

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