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Jimin: Dirty Dancing- SMUT, PURE SMUT

Third Person P.O.V.

"Taehyung-oppa! Wait for me!" you shout, stumbling behind the tall male on your way to the studio.

"Come on, y/n! We're gonna be late for dance practice! In order to watch the dance, you have to be in the dance studio!" he calls back to you from the doors of the Big Hit building. As you reach the doors and make your way inside, Taehyung grabs your hand and drags you to the Bangtan Dance Studio, where you trip over yourself before walking in and receiving a few looks from the other members. Namjoon is the first to speak.

"V, glad you could make it. Do you mind showing up on time once in a while?" he scolds.

"Mianhae, hyung. We got held up by fans."

"Fine. Whatever. Just get lined up so we can film the baepsae dance." The boys do as told and you sit in the corner to watch. As they're setting up the music, you glance at each of the boys to examine their outfits. When your eyes finally land on Jimin's outfit, you can't help but notice how good his butt and thighs look in his black skinny jeans. When you look up at his face, you see him smirking at you out of the corner of his eye. Your face heats up in embarrassment and you look away—but not before seeing him wink at you. A second or so later, the music starts up and they do the filming.

Immediately after the song finishes, you see Taehyung kick Hoseok's butt playfully. You smile and stifle a laugh. "Perfect shot!" PD-nim shouts, signaling for the boys to have their free time. They practically jump out of their dance positions, laughing and yelling about different parts of the choreography. Taehyung walks over to you, a huge smile on his face.

"How did you like it, y/n? Was it daebak? Did you see the part where I kicked Hobi-hyung's butt?" Before you could answer, J-hope came up behind him with a mockingly scornful look on his face.

"Yah, dongsaeng! I didn't like that. You shouldn't be disrespecting your hyung. I could sic Jin-eomma on you!" he jokes, pointing a criticizing finger at the tall boy. He looks over at you for a second and asks in his normal, happy voice, "Ne, how was it?"

"It was totally daebak! Taehyung, you were amazing! Although, I can't say the same for Yoongi-oppa. I think his twerking was a little off. I may be scarred for life," you joke. Yoongi looks at you with a fake hurt expression as he places a hand over his heart.

"Shot to the heart! I'll have you know that the A.R.M.Y.s think my twerking is swagalicious," he says.

"What about me?" Jimin asks hopefully. You put your finger on your chin thoughtfully, trying to think how you would describe Jimin's dancing.

"Better than some of the others, but you need to put more personality into your dancing. Have more fun with it so you don't look so... mechanical," you suggest. He nods in consideration before continuing his conversation with one of the staff members. Taehyung leans in closer to you to whisper something in your ear.

"You know Jimin-hyung likes you, right?" he asks. You pull away from your best friend in disbelief, thinking there's no possible way for Jimin to like you.

"I'm sure he does not, Tae. I mean, really, what makes you think he likes me?"

"The way he gives you flirty glances and cares about what you think of him? Not to mention he practically begged me to bring you to the dance practice." As he says this, you look at Jimin again, astonished by the fact that he likes you. The famous, unbelievably sexy, adorably short Park Jimin likes you. You put this new piece of information in the back of your brain to use for later. As time goes by, conversation reduces and one of the guys suggests dinner. All the boys nod except for one. Jimin.

"Actually I'm going to stay back and practice some of the choreography a little more. Y/n? Would you mind helping me get rid of my incurable mechanical disease?" You smile at his clever comment.