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JIMIN's POV
The faithful day arrived. I could feel the anticipation bubbling beneath my skin as I made my way to the set with Y/N. Today was the day we were going to practice our lines together, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and excitement coursing through me.
As we got ready to dive into our rehearsal, I couldn't shake off the butterflies swirling in my stomach. "Hi..." I managed to say, the words feeling awkward on my tongue as I felt my entire body heat up under Y/N's gaze.
"Hey," she replied, her voice composed, but I could sense a hint of tension in the air as she avoided meeting my eyes.
We began to run through our lines, and I found myself standing closer to Y/N than usual, our arms almost brushing against each other. With every glance I stole at her face, I couldn't help but notice the way her features seemed to captivate me more than ever before.
I'd never really entertained the thought of kissing her before. But ever since Jungkook had brought it up, the idea had been lingering in the back of my mind, keeping me awake at night.
As we continued to rehearse, my gaze inevitably landed on her lips. I found myself unable to look away, drawn to the subtle curve of her mouth as she focused on her lines. It was as if a magnetic force was pulling me in, urging me to lean closer.
And then, before I could even register my own actions, I found myself inching towards her. Y/N's eyes flickered up to meet mine, her voice trailing off mid-sentence as our gazes locked in a trance.
For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us suspended in time. We were close, not close enough for it to be considered inappropriate, but close enough for me to feel the weight of every breath we shared.
I swallowed hard, my throat feeling dry as my heart pounded against my chest. Y/N's lips parted slightly, and in that moment, I could feel the tension between us reaching its breaking point.
Damn Jungkook and his stupid kissing lessons. His words echoed in my mind, taunting me with images of Y/N pinned against the wall, her lips pressed against mine in a heated embrace.
But as tempting as the thought was, I knew I couldn't act on impulse. Not when our friendship and professional relationship were at stake. So, with great effort, I forced myself to step back, breaking the spell that had enveloped us.
"Jimin—," Y/N began, her voice faltering as she struggled to find the right words.
But before she could finish her sentence, I took a decisive step away from her, putting some much-needed distance between us. It was for the best, I told myself, even as my heart protested against the decision.
We both cleared our throats, the tension palpable in the air as we awkwardly shifted in our places. Daphne's voice broke the silence, her words a welcome relief from the charged atmosphere.
"I think that's enough for today," she said, her smile warm as she addressed both Y/N and me. "You two should get some rest. We'll have another rehearsal on Wednesday."
I nodded, grateful for the excuse to escape the lingering awkwardness that hung between us. As Daphne led Y/N away, I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at the thought of our time together coming to an end.
As Y/N walked away, I stole Just One Glance at her, unable to resist the urge to memorize every detail of her retreating figure. In that brief moment, our eyes met, and I found myself momentarily lost in the depths of her honeyed gaze.
But before I could dwell on the moment any longer, she turned away, disappearing from view as she followed Daphne out of the room. And as the sound of their footsteps faded into the distance, I was left alone with my thoughts, longing for the chance to steal just one more glance.
