Rogue Hearts | PJM ✅

Chp. 5: I'm a Little Shy

Dallia's POV 🌼

"Knock, knock!"

I hear Jimin's voice and turn to see him leaning on the door jamb casually, waiting for an invitation to enter one of the smaller rooms I use to provide voice lessons, and I chuckle. "Come on in, Jimin,"

He looks stylish in a pair of skinny jeans that I would think look ridiculous on anybody else, but looks impeccable on his dancer's body. A white t-shirt is revealed when he removes a black leather jacket. He's wearing a black cap, and is adorned with small silver hoop earrings, a necklace, and rings. Dark boots laced up smartly finish his look.

"Do you always walk around looking like you should be on the cover of a magazine?" I question with a chuckle. "This is unreal; you know that, right? Like, people aren't supposed to look this polished all the time?"

"So, you are already making fun of me! That's how it's going to be, huh?" he asks. He starts to giggle, and I love that he already gets my sense of humor as I try to break the ice.

"I'm just stating facts, Sir!" I joke as I sit on a stool. "...and on that note...tell me why you think you need help singing. I took a little time to really sit and listen to a bunch of your work, and as I mentioned before, I just don't understand what it is you need help with," I ask inquisitively as I usher us on to more serious topics.

I point at an empty stool, and he perches himself on it while brushing his dark locks away from his eyes. "I've been taking a lot of higher parts in songs with my group for a long time, and with my new work, I'm writing music in many different keys, and I'm not as comfortable as I once was singing some of those other parts," he explains.

Nodding, I begin to digest what he is saying, and it is starting to make more sense. It's not that he doesn't understand his own talent; it's that he isn't entirely comfortable with it yet, and I wonder if we just covered some basic techniques if it will build his confidence back up.

"Can I ask why you are coming to me as an outsider instead of some fancy industry insider?" I ask while looking into his dark eyes that seem filled with so much enthusiasm for life.

"Sure, I'm shy..." he smiles.

I burst out laughing, "You have got to be kidding me..."

My sister has been obsessed with BTS for as long as I can remember, and I can't help but think of the clips I've seen her repeatedly play with this man saying this exact line. I really couldn't help myself but laugh.

"No, I'm being serious," he giggles while a soft pink color settles atop his cheeks. "I wanted to work with someone that doesn't really know me so I can get some honest feedback. I feel like, first and foremost, I'm a dancer, and singing was taught to me later. It has been such a whirlwind with my group that oftentimes, I was learning vocal techniques on the fly while recording," he explains while rubbing his hand over the back of his neck.

"Jimin, sing this higher. Jimin, try this, sing this line this way....here are some vocal warm-ups...okay, let's get it..." he shares. "It's all happened so fast. I need someone to take their time with me and help me refine some of those techniques, so I truly understand how it works and gets me where I want to be. My destiny is more in my hands now," he sighs. "There are so many times that after a concert, I spend hours beating myself up over how I sang a note or how I sounded overall. It really hurts my heart. I need to feel more confident so that I can lift some of the weight off my heart."

His beautiful dark eyes are so full of sincerity, and the way his soft lips form a genuinely shy smile, I realize he's being completely sincere with me, and I feel instant guilt in the pit of my stomach for thinking he was joking with me.