WITHOUT YOU ||Vmin ff

CHAPTER 14

The night of the dance was cool and crisp, the sky absolutely clear without a hint of clouds. We had to arrive an hour early, and I'd been feeling pretty bad all day about the way I'd talked to jimin the night before. He'd never been anything but nice to me, and I knew that I'd been a jerk. I saw him in the hallways between classes, and I wanted to go up to apologize to him for what I'd said, but he's sort of slip back into the crowd before I got the chance.
He was already at the rehearsal room by the time i finally arrived, and I saw her talking to miss lee. Despite my trepidation at how he might react, i walked to the two of them.

"Hey jimin," i said. "Hello miss lee."
Jimin turned to me.
"Hello, Taehyung," he said quietly. I could tell he's been thinking about the night before, too, because he didn't smile at me like he always did when he saw me. I asked if I could talk to him alone and the two of us excused ourselves.

I glanced around the stage nervously.
"I'm sorry about those things I said last night," I began. " I know they probably hurt your feelings, and I was wrong to have said them. "

He looked at me, as if wondering whether to believe me.
" Did you mean those things you said? "He finally asked.
" I was just in a bad mood, that's all. I get sort of wound up sometimes." I knew i hadn't really answered his
question.
" I see,"he said. He said it as he had the night before, then turned toward the empty seats in the audience. Again he had that sad look in his his eyes.
"Look," I said reaching for his hand, "i promise to make it up to you." Don't ask me why I said it it just seemed like the right thing to do at that moment.

For the first time that night, he began to smile.
"Thank you," he said, turning to face me.
"Jimin?"
Jimin turned. "Yes, miss lee?"
"I think we're about ready for you." Miss lee was motioning with her her hand.
"I've got to go." He said to me.
"I know."
"Break a leg?" I said.
I let go of his hand. "We both will. I promise."

After that, we had to get ready, and we went out separate ways. I headed toward the dressing room. The stage was sophisticated, with separate dressing rooms that made us feel as if we were idol, as opposed to students.
My costume, which was already in the dressing room. Earlier in the rehearsal we'd had our measurements taken so that they could be alerted, and I was getting dressed when Jungkook walked in the door unannounced.

"So," Jungkook said with mischievous grin on his face, "what are you going to do?"
I looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?" I asked.
"About the performance, stupid. You gonna fuck up your steps or something?"
I shook my head. "No."
" You gonna knock the props over?" Everyone knew about the props.
" I hadn't planned on it," i answered stoically.
" You mean you're going to do this things straight up?"
I nodded. Thinking otherwise hadn't even occurred to me

He looked at me for a long time, as if he were seeing someone he'd never seen before.
" I guess you're finally growing up, Taehyung," he said at last. Coming from Jungkook, i wasn't sure whether it was intended as a compliment.
Either way, though, I knew he was right.

Jimin was still in his dressing room when the curtains finally opened. I didn't see him beforehand, but that was okay. There were few performance before our dance.

Now, i didn't think i'd be too nervous when I stepped out on stage, being that I'd practiced so much, but it hits you between the eyes when it actually happens. The auditorium was absolutely packed, and as miss lee predicted. I could see Jungkook sitting with all my friends near the back row. It was downright eerie, if you know what I mean, to be standing in front of them.

I still hadn't seen jimin. Now it's our time to perform the curtains was opening again. My back was turned from where jimin entered, but I heard the crowd collectively draw a breath as soon as he appeared on stage. I thought it was silent before, but now it went absolutely hush still. Just then, from the corner of my eye and off to the side of the stage. I readied myself to turn around, and when I did, i finally saw what it was all about.

For the first time since I'd know him, her honey blonde hair was hanging loosely. There was a trace of glitter in his hair, and it caught the stage lights, sparkling like a crystal halo. Set against his flowing white dress tailored exactly for him, it was absolutely amazing to behold. He didn't look like the boy I'd grown up with or the boy i'd recently to know. He wore a touch of makeup, too not a lot, just enough to bring out the softness of his features. He was smiling slightly, as if he were holding a secret close to his heard, just like the part called for him to do.

He looked exactly like an angel.
I know my jaw dropped a little, and i just stood there looking at him for what seemed like a long time, shocked into silence, until i suddenly remembered that I had to dance. I took a deep breath, then slowly took a step closer to him, reached my hand to him he then grabbed my hand started to dance. We both dance rhythmically, matching every step I looked deep into his eyes making a eye contact. I lost in his eyes he's doing miracles to me.

"You're beautiful," i finally said to him, and i think everyone in the whole auditorium, from front to my friends in the back row knew that i actually meant it.