Nights in the Studio - Taejoon

26

Jimin's POV

"Jimin, stop looking at the phone and come over!"

I look up the screen at Hoseok, who has stopped the dress rehearsal just to tie me up with his eyes. I look at the messages once more, expecting to see something more than what I have written, but the screen is still full of good morning messages, apologies for yesterday and questions about his status that remain without even reaching him.

Damn, why doesn't he answer? What is he doing with Jin Hyung that keeps him so busy? Or is it that he doesn't want to talk to me? But shit, I do need to talk to him.

Out of nowhere hands rip my phone off, I look up to complain but find Yoongi Hyung holding my phone up to the sky.

"Get your ass up Jimin-ah or else Hobi will never let us go."

"Yeah, I heard Hyung..." I reply annoyed and get up, snatching the phone from him and checking one last time before putting it next to the bottles on my chair. I walk over to where the others are: Jungkook practices as if having the worst hangover in the world is no big deal, Hoseok speaks in his mind as he counts his steps, and Yoongi Hyung and I walk toward them.

We are practicing the Dionysus choreography on our own; It would really be more useful if the others were here, not only because they are the ones who have the most problems with this choreography, but also because it would help me to concentrate.

My mind is amused by making me remember what happened last night with Taehyung, it's almost like he's making fun of me and my need for the whole world to know how good it makes me feel to be with him. I look at myself in the mirror in the rehearsal room and I want to laugh at myself.

Calm down, everything is fine.

I've known Taehyung for years and better than anyone I'm sure. I have been with him in many things to the point where everyone considers us soul mates; I shouldn't worry about a few hours away from him... after all Jin is with them.

"Well let's start: eight, six, seven, eight and baba ba, ba, ba, bababa..." Hoseok starts and the rest of us follow hard, guessing the correct way to move the legs; I concentrate but I can't help but miss on the fifth beat, I slip and I'm about to fall. In the loss of balance I growl angrily while the others come to ask me if I'm okay; I aggressively reply yes and then we continue.

Everything is fine until after three movements I lose coordination again and move my left arm instead of my right; Hoseok sighs and goes to turn the music back on. The same thing happens about five more times and with each mistake I am closer to losing control.

Yoongi Hyung and Jungkook have moved away to let Hoseok help me along with the choreographer as they look straight at me but I just get mad with each loss of control over my body; instead of dancing I feel like I make a fool of myself in front of everyone, who frowns at every mistake in the way I step or turn. There comes a point where the choreographer has pulled Hoseok aside to speak in whispers while I continue with the movement of the torso, after a few minutes the choreographer bows goodbye and leaves, Hoseok approaches with his hands in the pockets.

"Jimin-ah, you should calm down a bit," Hoseok says and I look at him chest heaving from heavy breaths.

"No, again..." I get back in position and Hoseok doesn't move, I look at him from the mirror "what are you waiting for? Tell me how again" he sighs and stands next to me.

"Look at me, it's bababa, ba, ba, baba" he moves his body but I don't understand him; I try to replicate it but I make a mistake on the sixth count and growl fiercely; I squeeze my face "you're putting a lot of force, more slowly" I try to do it more smoothly but nothing comes out "softer" I try to obey but my leg doesn't give way, I do it with more force "Jimin, more smoothly, that way you will only get-"