The Story of Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook Part 2

~Chapter 6~

The next day, Jungkook was exhausted the evidence seen in the dark circles and bags under his eyes.

He successfully avoided Jimin during breakfast before they all went to practice, but still didn't know what he was going to do about everything that happened. The dread he felt about the upcoming unavoidable conversation he knew he would have to have with Jimin, felt like a dark cloud following him around everywhere he went . Maybe if he could avoid him long enough he would never have to face the 'break up' he was sure was on its way.

"Alright everyone! Let's get back to it." Their dance instructor, Son Sung-deuk, called out to them.

Jungkook shook his head trying to clear his fuzzy thoughts and refocus on dancing. Everyone picked themselves off the ground and made their way back to the middle of the studio to go over more choreography.

They had already been practicing for a couple hours and everyone was tired, but Jungkook felt exhausted. More so than usual.

The new song they were working on was really tough and had a lot of parts they needed to be in perfect synchronization in order for it to look good. It was so difficult because his brain and body didn't feel like it was functioning properly from lack of sleep.

They worked for a good fifteen more minutes before Sung-deuk called for another pause so he could check some of the moves on his iPad.

Jungkook rested with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath. He watched as sweat dripped off the tips of his hair down to the wood floors of the studio. His head was spinning.

Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, and Tae had already sat on the ground to wait and catch their breaths while their choreographer was busy.

"Here, I think it would look better like this on this part." Jungkook heard Hobie say.

He looked up to see him doing one of the moves in the mirror. He was showing Jimin the part where they were supposed to lift the left leg and twist the body and shoulders in opposite directions. Or at least, Jungkook thought that was what they were supposed to do, he wasn't too sure himself.

Jungkook watched Jimin's reflection in the mirror as Hobie did the move a couple times, trying to show him what to do. Jimin seemed more interested in taking a break with the rest of the members, rather than listening to drill sergeant Hobie at the moment.

Still, Jimin tried a mini version of the move, but looked too drained to care or put in the full effort. He was pink faced from exertion and his hair was a shade darker with sweat. Heaving a tired sigh, he shifted his weight and swung his hips to one side, resting a hand there. His head lulled to the left as he lazily watched Hobie do the move for the third time, still trying to show him how to do it properly.

Hobie groaned in frustration and walked around to stand behind Jimin. "No, you have to move your shoulders like this..." Hobie grabbed his shoulders and twisted him to the left. Jimin's arm fell from his hip and swung listlessly. "...And your hips like this..." Hobie slid his hands down Jimin's back and squeezed his waist, manhandling his hips in the opposite direction.

Jungkook pushed off his knees and stood up straight in shock.

The practice room was already hot because of the number of sweating bodies in the relatively small space, but to Jungkook it somehow felt as though it became ten times hotter. Almost as if the whole room had a red tint to it.

His hands clenched into fists.

What the fuck was Hobie thinking touching Jimin like that? Putting his hands on his waist like that... Was he out of his mind?

Jungkook turned on his heel so that he wasn't looking at them in the mirror anymore and took an aggressive step towards Hobie.

"Hey! Back off!" His tone was sharp as the edge of a sword, and he used informal language without even thinking about the fact that Hobie was older than him.