My little devil

The audition

"Damn it Jimin the doctor said the reason you've been passing out is because your not eating properly?"
"Pfft, I'm fine, I wish you'd stop trying to be my mother!"
"Fuck you , you ungrateful brat I'm concerned for you,your mother wouldn't take this crap from you if she was here!"
Jimin turned away swallowing hard.
"Jimin...,I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that," Jin said regretting his words , Jimins mother had thrown him out when he'd told her he was gay, he'd tried to get in touch by phone but she'd told him never to call again.
His father had already passed, he had always stood by Jimin, taking Jimins side when his wife had ranted about their son being a dancer. After he'd died Jimins mother seemed to dislike him being around so his news had been the ammunition she'd needed to disown him.
Jin had been there for him since then, someone he'd known since he was young and who had let him stay with him until he'd got his own place.
"It's ok Jin, I'm the one whose sorry, I cause you nothing but trouble."
"No, it's fine, look the doctor says you need to eat three meals a day and rest up, you've been working to hard."
"Let's go, can you drop me off?"
"Why don't you stay with me, you know I like to cook,"
"Nope, I'm going home I'll be fine honest."
Jin sighed he knew there was nothing he could say once Jimin made up his mind. They left the hospital and Jin drove," you have got food at home haven't you?"
"Of course!" Jimin scoffed not letting on that it was probably mouldy bread and out of date milk.
"Good, we'll here we are, go in and eat and rest up, I'll call you."
"No I'll keep in touch , if I'm resting your call will wake me up."
"Hmmm, ok, bye."
Jimin waved him off going into his small apartment. He checked the bread and milk, Yer, they were bad. He threw them out, then went out to the corner shop to get some bits but not much caught his eye, so he ended up with two apples, milk and a box of cereal.
Going home he put the food away, he really wasn't that hungry. He lay on his bed his thoughts going to the handsome male from earlier, wow he'd met his idol in person. He loved his music, his phone pinged it was his agency asking if he wanted to do an audition at JJ enterprises as a back up dancer, wasn't that who Jungkook worked for ? Hmm, this could be fun, texting a yes back he got another text saying to report there tomorrow at ten and ask for someone called Hobi .
Jimin forgot that he'd been told to rest, immediately getting up to practice a routine he had for auditions. He did feel a little lightheaded when he stopped so forced himself to eat a bowl of cereal and a glass of water, he would put an apple in his bag tomorrow and eat just before the audition, didn't want to flake out there!
He showered looking at himself in the mirror as he dried off, had he put weight on ? He frowned, he needed to be careful, he didn't want to be a target again, a fat dancer wasn't appreciated, he knew that only to well.
He climbed into bed setting his alarm and before long he was asleep, his body physically drained.
"Hey Kook, Hobi will audition him at ten today."
"Thanks Namjoon, ok so what do I need to take care of today?"
"Not much, if people knew you owned JJ enterprises, they would wonder how you ran it as well as performing,"
"It's because I have you as my manager and a good team around me."
"Yer, but you should also relax....,"
"That only gets me in trouble, I end up with psychotic girlfriends!"
"Hmmm, that's true,"
"Let Hobi know I'll be viewing the audition behind the two way mirror,"
"You don't normally?"
"I have my reasons."
At ten Jungkook was sitting in the small room behind the mirror which to the people in the other room just looked like a normal mirror.
Hobi gave a thumbs up as a knock at the door came. He called "come in", and Jimin walked in introducing himself.
"Well hello Jimin, I'm Hobi I'm in charge of dancers here at JJ."
"Nice to meet you, my agency said you were in the lookout for more dancers?"
"Er yes, that's right," the other said sneaking a glance at the mirror," so if you'd like to warm up show me your routine...."
Hobi sat down as Jimin bent and stretched , Jungkook sitting behind the mirror was caught by how flexible he was and how much he wanted to touch that peachy ass.
Jimin set up his music and began. Jungkook leaned forward watching the fluid moves perform so elegantly. He was drawn to the other he wanted to touch him caress the smooth curves of his body.
Jimins dance came to an end and Hobi congratulated him.
"If you take a seat for a minute I just have to fetch something." Hobi left the room and Jungkook watched as Jimin went from self assured to, sickly looking, he bent over feeling dizzy, then shakily walked to his rucksack and brought an apple out tasking small bites.
Jungkook tore his gaze away when Hobi walked in.
"He's extremely good, Kook you should definitely take him on."
Both turned to look at the male who was unaware of being watched. Jimin suddenly put the partly eaten apple in a bin. He stood up and had to lean on the wall as dizziness swept over him.
"Oh is he okay?" Hobi gasped , just as Jimin crashed to the floor.
Both men ran to the practice room and Jungkook knelt next to Jimin lifting him up, he frowned at how light he was. He carried him to his office laying him on the sofa and fetching him some water.
Jimin felt his head being raised as water was offered to him
He opened his eyes looking straight into the others.
"You......."
He pouted, his plump lips catching Jungkooks attention .
"Hmmmm..., did you pass out because you hadn't eaten?"
"Pft,I,um,it's not........,ok yer,"
"Well we will have to do something about that won't we seeing as your going to work with us."
"Us, what have you got to do with who hires here?"
"Oh, didn't you know...., I am JJ enterprises "
He carried an astonished Jimin to his car and drive off to a restaurant, laughing inwardly at Jimins still astonished face.