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Later that night Jimin lies awake in Jk's bed. Not practicing ballet made him fall into a sorrowful pit. He did consider going to the studio a couple of times but since it wasn't his body, Jimin wouldn't do anything right. Plus he doesn't want to damage someone else's being then his own.

Jimin opened his phone, since they switched at the coffee shop, and began to text Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook 

Jimin- Hey  

Jungkook- Yes?

Jimin- let's go to the ballet studio so I can start training you

Jungkook- What? No, why must I learn that's a you thing.

Jimin- Ya it is a me thing, but you're somehow a part of me too so you need to learn.

Jungkook- Why can't you put them on a different day.

Jimin- Mrs.Dubois has other people to teach to ya know.

Jungkook- Not my fault.

Jimin- Do you want to be beaten with a stick again..

Jungkook- Not really

Jimin- then let me teach you. I have a show coming up and she will throw me out if you mess up in any more practices.

Jungkook- ....fine but you have to do something in return.

Jimin- Like what..

Jungkook- Learn how to fight . I don't need my reputation to go down when you're me. Then We will really have problems.

Jimin- ...Fine. Meet me at the ballet studio then.

Jungkook- It's already 8, why can't we start tomorrow.

Jimin- No, it's better to practice at night anyway for me.

Jungkook- fine

Jimin walked into the ballet room about 15 minutes after Jk did.

"Are you ready to practice... what are you wearing?" Jimin looked at Jk up and down. He had black joggers on, a black sweater with the word love written in blue on it, and black socks.

Jk looked at his shoes,"What are you talking about? I just wore slides. I have no clue on how to put on those pointy shoes though?"

Jimin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose now.

"Hey don't pinch my nose, it's small as it is."

"You wore all black; you will grow hot quickly. And that's my good sweater. Why would you wear that? Also their point shoes not pointy."

Jimin motioned Jk to sit down and he pulled out the point shoes from the bag Jk brought.

Jimin let out a small sigh. "You brought the wrong ones!"

"How was I supposed to know what was what!"

Jimin swatted his hand to the now blond and began to put on the shoes. Jk just watched as Jimin laced them up. Jk's eyebrows grew together.

"There are so many sores on your feet. Is this from ballet?"

Jimin's eyes trailed to Jk's and then back to what he was doing. He answered the question with silence which made Jk a little agitated. Jk huffed and drew his fingers to Jimin's face and trailed his eyes to the now ravenette. "Are they from ballet or not..." Jk hated being ignored.

Jimin avoided eye contact. Yes they were from ballet but he didn't like people knowing that. He's a try hard like almost everyone in the world. So what if they were from ballet. The scars are from hard work. The bruises and sores on his feet did hurt and sometimes to the point to where he can't walk. But that didn't mean anything to Jimin, as long as he could do what he loved, Jimin didn't really care. The now ravenette stared Jk right in the eyes.

"Yes. But don't go lecturing me about it. I hear enough from hobi."

"Do they hurt?"

"Why does tha-"

Jk jolted Jimin's face once more. "Do they hurt Jimin?" Jimin pushed Jk's hand away from his face "That's not your business."

Jimin then finished tying the point shoes on Jk then stood up. "Get up, let's start this."

Jk obediently got up and stood in the middle of the room.

Jimin stood the boy in his body in first position and stood before him. "Alright. Ballet is all about your core and legs mostly. I'll teach you a few steps and the positions tonight and we can get to the rest later."

"Will this take long..."

"Well I did 17 years of ballet and Mrs. Dubois still doesn't think I'm at my best. You tell me."

Jk stood uncomfortably and looked at Jimin. " I'm never going to satisfy her. I would kill her if I had to choose."

Jimin let out a gasp. "Don't say that. That's rude!"

Jk stood up straight. "I don't like this."

The taller let a smile creep onto his face. "You'll get it soon I promise."

They practiced till midnight . Jk obeyed every task he was given. Jimin correcting Jk's mistakes and praises him on things he did right. It was just like a lesson, Jimin in Jk's body and Jk in Jimins. Surprisingly Jungkook was an easy student. Other than bad posture he was doing great at everything else. 

 "Great now you know the basics."

Jk fell to the floor trying to grab the air. "Only...the basics."

Jimin laughed lightly and knelt down to the now blond." You did great. You're a good learner."

"ha..Thanks, but are we done...I'm kind of tired." Jimin helped the panting boy take off the point shoes and pulled him up his feet. Jk began to frown.

"Geez, You are way shorter than me."

"Don't comment on my height, I'm not that short."

Jk sighed as he slid on his shoes. "Ya whatever. I just want to sleep," Jimin picked up the bag and gave it to Jk. "Ok then, we can head back..since I have to go farther than you."

The boy nodded and they both walked out to the subway and went their separate ways, but Jk kind of lied. He actually didn't want to hurt Jimin's body more than he did tonight. Jk couldn't remember how many times he lost balance and fell, or stubbed his toes while he was trying to do the twirl right. Maybe Jungkook felt a little sympathy for the bruises already existing on his feet.

The now blonde shook his bleached locks and decided not to think about it much. 

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