Got7 Scenarios (Kpop-Muses)

Dance With Me - Jinyoung (F)

Summary: You don't know how to dance, but you're willing to learn as long as it's with Jinyoung

Genre: Fluff

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"C'mon, it's really not that hard Y/N!"

"Says an idol who's been trained in dance for years!"

The Got7 boys all had their eyes on you while you continually refused their requests from your spot on the couch in their practice room. They had been egging you on and trying to get you to try out a move from one of their dances since they found out you were going to visit and watch their practice that day. Ever since you had become friends with them and you finally admitted that you were an IGot7, they had been making fun of you when you knew the words to their songs, and they were only going to laugh at you if you tried to dance along too.

"It's not even that hard," BamBam commented, to which you narrowed your eyes and stuck in your spot.

"Okay fine, you don't even have to dance to one of our songs, just let us give you a little lesson!" Jackson gave in, being the leader of the egging.

"Don't you have actual work you should be doing?!" You questioned.

"We have a few minutes to spare."

You glanced over at Jinyoung, your closest friend in the group. His eyes were sparkling in that typical way that made your heart flutter inexplicably. In the year and a half that you had known him somewhere along the way you realized that your feelings weren't strictly platonic. However, that was a thought you had to push away on a daily basis as you would never risk the loss of one your best friends.

He was smiling, but not with the Cheshire cat grin that adorned the others' faces. Jinyoung could read you like a book and he must have seen the hint of anxiety under your fake hard-to-get exterior. You weren't the worst dancer in the world, but you would certainly look like a joke next to your incredibly talented friends.

"It'll be fun," Jinyoung said softly.

Slowly you stood up in defeat met by the cheers of Jackson and BamBam. They pulled you to the middle of the floor and started playing some pop song you'd never heard before you.

After fifteen minutes of Jackson demonstrating how to correctly perform hip-thrusts and Yugyeom completely underestimating your inability in the area of dancing, you were sweating and your stubbornness was beginning to show.

"Maybe this wasn't such a great idea," BamBam laughed as you simply couldn't get down a simple move.

"I'm not gonna stop until I get something right," You insisted.

"How about you try a different style of dance?" Mark suggested, "Maybe hip hop just isn't your thing."

"Okay," You swiped stray hair out of your forehead, "What kind should I try next?"

"How about ballroom dancing?" Jackson smirked suspiciously, "Everything is easier with a partner."

The boys were chuckling and whispering like they knew something you didn't, and you knew that couldn't lead to anything good.

"Here! Mark and I will show you!" Jackson grabbed Mark before changing the song to something a little slower. He put one arm around Mark's waist, held the other up high, and began obnoxiously whisking him around the room, occasionally spinning him or dipping him in Jackson's typical dramatic fashion. The other boys were practically on the floor with laughter, and you would have been too if it wasn't for the fact that you would soon be in their place.

They ended with a flourish, bowing to the applause of the group.

"Now," Jackson said, "Your turn Y/N."

You stepped forward to join Jackson, but before you should assume the dancing position the other boys had shoved Jinyoung in front of you.

"Jinyoung, you dance with Y/N and I'll tell you what to do." Jackson added.

You shared a hesitant glance with Jinyoung, but truth be told, you were glad not to have to deal with Jackson's complicated routine.

Jinyoung stepped forward and gently but his arm on your waist, although certainly higher than where Jackson's was on Mark. He put as much space between the two of you as possible, and you tried not to feel a little hurt by it. Although, somewhere deep down you were grateful for it because you didn't want to start blushing and turn into a literal tomato.

You slowly began stepping to the music while Jackson counted. Jinyoung was looking down at the ground between you because he was nervous he might step on your feet. You watched his face with a small grin as he began mouthing the counts. It took everything in you not to giggle at how cute he looked.

"Okay, now spin her!" BamBam yelled. The guys were sitting on the couch and watching you two closely, and you almost thought you saw Youngjae with his phone facing your way.

Jinyoung met your gaze and lifted your hand above your head so you could spin before pulling you back to the basic stepping, a little closer to his chest this time. Slowly but surely the two of you became more comfortable with the movements and were adventuring around the room more. Occasionally he would spin you, and each time you would end up closer to each other until you could feel the heat radiating from his chest and your noses were nearly touching.

"Big finish!"

You laughed a little at Jackson's excited voice and wondered what you could do as the song playing in the background reached its climax. However, it appeared that Jinyoung had his own plan.

In classic movie style Jinyoung wrapped his arm around your waist and and spun you to the side. When he spun you back to his chest he kept you going and dipped you backward.

You were honestly surprised and proud of yourself that you didn't audibly gasp, and soon you were staring up into Jinyoung's eyes with your hands on his shoulders as the ceiling lights created a halo around his dark hair. He smiled down at you in that special way that made his eyes crinkle, and you were suddenly very glad that he was carrying most of your weight seeing as your knees were going weak.

When Jinyoung pulled you back up and set you on your feet you realized that the boys had been loudly applauding. You looked away shyly hiding your face and muttered something about how they should get back to practice.

As you returned to your place on the couch you noticed the guys out of the corner of your eye showing Jinyoung something on BamBam's phone, and you could've sworn you heard Jinyoung say, "Please send me that."

You watched the boys finish their practice while your mind was somewhere far away, wondering and hoping when you'd get a chance to dance with Jinyoung again.