Love Hate [Vhope]

Chapter 11

Hoseok P.O.V

I prepared myself for some hardcore dancing. Stretching my limbs, I felt great to be able to show off my dancing abilities. I could feel everyone's stare as the music started. Looking into the mirror, I check to see if Taehyung was looking at me. And he was, staring excitedly, waiting in anticipation.

Ever since I watched videos on dancing, popping always caught my eye. The dancer's sharp movements often left me in awe, inspiring me to join a dance course that involved only popping. It took me a year to master it, but it was worthwhile, seeing myself dance like a professional and earning praises from many.

I immersed myself in the song and I let myself dance freely. Freestyle dance was my forte and I was proud to be naturally good at it. My mucles contracted and relaxed quickly, creating sharp movements. I looked into the mirror once again to see everyone awestruck by my performance. As the song ended, I could hear applause from everyone and I smiled.

"Damn Hoseok! You're good!" Jimin said, his eyes wide open.

"You danced so well!"
"Teach me Hoseok."
"You can be part of a Kpop group."

All the compliments flooded in and I blushed in embarrasment.

"Thank you! Jimin can you show me your dance?" I requested, looking at Jimin.

As soon as Jimin stood up, Namjoon spoke.

"Yah don't you dance Jimin. You got no jams."

Jimin looked at Namjoon and pulled out a packet of tomato ketchup.

"See? I got jams." Jimin said smugly, waving the packet in front of Namjoon.

Oh Jimin, ketchup and jam are two different things.

"Congratulations Jimin, you further proved to me that you got no jams. That's ketchup by the way." Namjoon pointed out.

Jimin's face fell instantly as he realised his mistake, but brightened up as soon as Namjoon told him he was just joking. Jimin started stretching, bending his limbs like a snake.

"How are you so flexible?" Seokjin asked.

"Short people are flexible, of course." Namjoon replied.

"Owww." Jimin said, rubbing his chest.

I knew Jimin didn't mind. Namjoon loved to burn his close friends and meant no harm.

Yoongi P.O.V

Jimin is going to dance! Being Min Yoongi, I showed no interest and my expression remained the same. But I was secretly extremely excited for his performance, anticipating some great moves from him. The music started and unlike Hoseok, his dance was choreographed. Jimin's style was different from Hoseok's. While Hoseok showed popping moves, Jimin's were more fluid and smooth but nonetheless great as well. All was going well until Jimin lifted up his tee shirt, flashing his defined chocolate abs.

Wow, I never knew baby Jimin could have such abs.

"Yoongi Yoongi. Look at Yoongi." Taehyung laughed uncontrollably.
Everyone burst into laughter as they looked at the face that I had unknowingly made.

I closed my mouth in embarrasment, turning red instantly as they kept teasing me.

"I have jams now." Jimin said smugly.
"Yoongi actually reacted." Jin laughed.

"Who wouldn't react this way??" I retorted, trying to cover up. Luckily, they seemed to buy my excuse and didn't tease me any further. We left the dance room and as I stepped out, I could feel a huge gust of wind.

"I forgot to bring my umbrella!" Jimin wailed as he searched his bag frantically.

"I would love to share mine with you, but we live too far from each other." Taehyung said, and the rest agreed.

"I'll share my umbrella with you." I said, feeling my heart pound vigorously.

"Okay! Thank you Yoongi!" Jimin smiled and his eyes disappeared from his face. I dug out the umbrella from my bag and headed to the gate.

"Bye guys! I shouted, opening my umbrella. The rain was pouring down heavily and even when I stood in the sheltered zone, I could feel rain splashing in. I swung the umbrella over my head, covering Jimin at the same time. As we stepped out into the rain, I quickly realised the umbrella was too small to cover both of us completely. Tilting the umbrella to Jimin's side, I could feel the rain pelting down on my left side, but I didn't mind at all.

As long as Jimin stays dry.

Within ten minutes, we reached Jimin's house and he unlocked the gates to enter. The house was filled with warmth, comforting me as I shivered slightly.

"Yoongi! Why is your left side so wet?" Jimin exclaimed as he noticed a huge spot that was soaked with rainwater.

"Oh, it's nothing." I said, trying to play cool.

"Not okay Yoongi, take a hot shower and change into my clothes before you leave." Jimin said in a worried tone. I nearly fanboyed there and then. Jimin is concerned about me! I nodded my head, lowering my head to conceal the smile that was spreading across my face. He led me into his room and handed me his clothes as well as a towel. I pushed the bathroom door open and quickly took off my clothes that clung onto my skin.

Jimin P.O.V
I smiled at the thought of Yoongi tilting his umbrella towards me to shield me from the rain, while he got drenched. To think that the quiet boy who always sleeps in class beside me, the one whom I always turn to for answers, the one whom I have known for so long but still felt awkward with, was so caring towards me. I hugged my pillow tightly, burying my face into it and smiling.

The door opened and revealed Yoongi, wearing my clothes that fitted him perfectly. His wet and messy hair made him look sexy and I couldn't help staring at it.

"Thank you Jimin." Yoongi smiled.

"No problem." I replied, smiling back.

"I guess I have to go now, it's late." Yoongi said, with a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"Ah it's okay. You can come over another time!" I comforted and led him to the door.

"Bye Jimin!" Yoongi shouted, raising the umbrella above his head once again.

"Bye Yoongi! Be safe!" I yelled back, waving.

I stared at his figure as he walked further and further, until I could no longer see him, and I shut the door, instantly missing him.