"Each movement of his made my heart quiver."
- Kim Namjoon
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"I can't do this Hobi. I'm so scared" Namjoon was freaking out.
A week back (Namjoon's P.O.V)
The boys were taking a rest after practising for three hours non-stop. I couldn't think of resting though because I felt like I'm a terrible dancer. When we practised together I made a lot of mistakes. I did manage to make it seem like I didn't but I was really unhappy with my performance.
I stood in front of the mirror alone and tried to remember the steps. I kept messing up, which started to make me frustrated as hell. I was about to give up when I saw someone's reflection in the mirror, walking towards me. It was Hobi. He stood behind me and started dancing with me. It worked like magic cuz all my moves were almost perfect when he danced with me.
After the danceI turned around to see him giving me soft claps and smiling his signature smile. I felt a little shy at that.
"Now you should take a rest Joon" he said. I nodded my head and walked to sit down. He sat down next to me and gave me a bottle of water. I took a sip.
"You seem a little stressed. Are you okay?" he asked, clearly concerned.
"I just don't feel confident Hobs. I feel like I'm not good enough to be doing this with all of you. I'm scared we'll lose because of me."
"Joon let me tell you something. Out of the seven people in this room you're the one who has improved the most since day one. I know you don't realise that but I see it everyday. It makes me happy knowing that you're trying your best. I makes me feel like I didn't make a bad decision by forming this group. You're doing a really good job Joon. I'm honestly really proud of you."
That made me smile.
"Thanks Hobi. I don't know if you're lying to make me feel good, but it worked. I feel better. Thank you."
He got up and extended his arms, "I don't lie Joon".
I took hold of his hand and got up to return to practise.
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