Dance With Me | ✔️

(4) Dance With Me

He reached the room and opens the door slightly, only to hear music playing already

"Who-" he starts but his words die out once he saw you dancing to Lil Jon's Get Outta Your Mind like he once did for the MAMA's.

He took careful note of your choreography which was a style he didn't recognize as he leaned on the door, completely entranced by your movements.

The bass builds up and you tilt your head back, popping and locking at each beat. Sweat glistens on your body an you continue to move with your eyes shut, completely immersed in the music flowing through you.

Just as quickly as one would blink however, your movements changed.

The firmer, more harsh movements became smoother as you took advantage of every curve on your body while rolling your hips forward powerfully. Your hands continued to roam spontaneously around yourself, but never touching and then at the next drop of the bass, you transition to a blend of both styles, using the space and floor around you entirely.

You're almost at the end of the song so you picture the next few steps that you had developed only a day ago and try it out, ending the last beat perfectly in a back flip.

You stay still for a couple of seconds but then suddenly flop onto the floor in heavy pants as you tiredly moved to take your shirt off. You cringed from how damp it was but let out a tired laugh anyways as you relaxed on the floor and began evening your breath out.

The rush was always there and it brought a small smile to your lips.

You breathe in deeply but then suddenly hear the sound of clapping which as a result made your head whip in the direction of the noise in surprise; you felt your neck crack and then winced in pain.

Jimin laughed cheekily, amused by your action and then handed you a bottle of water along with a towel.

Cautiously, you accept it and wipe yourself off and then hurriedly threw your shirt back on.

Jimin smirked. "Whats the rush? I don't mind if you keep it off" he joked while waggling his eyebrows wittily.

You gaped in surprise but at his silly expression you laugh and throw your, now sweat ridden, towel to his face.

Unfortunately for you he dodged it quite easily.

He preened at your failed attempt and then took a sip of his own water.

You, of course, wouldn't let him get the last word, so you tsk'd disappointedly. "So this is how BTS is like in person...Perverts who just creepily watches a girl dance from the shadows..." You said with as much seriousness as you could fake.

He proceeded to choke on his water and you smirk to yourself.

Jimin shook his head hysterically. "N-no! That's not it! I'm here to practice because our concert is in two days an-" he denied with wide eyes but when he realized you were sniggering at him his words died out.

He gave you a deadpan look. "You're messing with me aren't you..." He said slowly and you only smiled at him innocently.

He rolled his eyes and moved next to you.

After a moment of comfortable silence he turns your way. "...did you know I danced to that song too?" He asked in curiosity while raising one brow.

You nodded. "Mhm. I studied that video for a while...you really are a good dancer, Jimin" you responded, sending him a quick grin.

He rubbed the back of his neck shyly, not expecting the compliment but chuckled while thanking you anyways.

He pursed his lips in consideration. "...So are you though. I don't think I've seen a style like that before..." He admitted confusedly. Quickly shooting you a smirk however, he continued.

"...but I think you could have ripped your shirt off like I did too...works like a charm every time." he pointed out playfully.

You shake your head and laugh again in disbelief. "This guy..." you thought exasperatedly but answered him back as you briefly explained how your worked.

Jimin was an easygoing guy and it wasn't long before you were able to comfortably talk to him. You didn't even really notice that you opened up about your plans of going to Juilliard but it made him brighten up.

He slowly clapped. "Daaamn...That's really admirable, I mean, I came here to practice but since you're a dancer too, maybe you could join me?" He offered and you looked up in surprise.

He probably didn't realize how much of a big deal it was for someone to dance together with an idol, especially one who wasn't treating you like the dirt in their shoe.

Not one to miss out on an opportunity like that, you eagerly agree.

You watched him warm up, mesmerized by how flexible he was while he stretched his body.

That was a sign of someone who trained seriously...

Soon after he finished, he began messing around with some of their usual choreos and you joined in on some that you knew.

He then started practicing his solo dances and you watched in disbelief as your mouth slightly dropped.

"Holy crap... I can't believe I'm seeing this in person..." you said, trailing off awe.

He shot you a smug look and you freeze, not realizing that you had said that out loud. "Oh shit, I mean..." you stammered, mortified that he had heard that.

However you narrowed your eyes when he childishly rubbed it in your face.

You scoffed. "Psh... you may be an amazing dancer but at least I got jams..." you muttered with a pout and he mock-glared at you.

"That was a low blow Y/N..." he said offendedly as he places his hand on his chest with a hurt look.

He kept it up for about three more seconds before he gave up and broke out into his famous eye smile.

Suddenly he gasped and then looked down at his watch, cursing when he saw the time.

You gave him a questioning look.

He panicked. "Shit dinner is soon...we both need to shower too!" he said loudly.

At your even more confused look, he explained to you that the crew was filming you all later tonight and that everyone had to gather in the common room soon.

With that said, you both clean up quickly and move out but he stops you hastily and asked for your number, making you laugh.

"You and Tae don't play around huh...Going straight for the numbers" you mused with a shake of your head.

He laughed at your comment but on the inside he huffed.

"Tae you sneaky little...you got it first?..." he thought.

You both switch phones and you saved your name in his as

BTS's Replacement Dancer, Y/N

Once you switched back, you snort amusedly because damn did Jimin work fast. On his contact was already an attached selfie of himself -who knows when he took that but it just proved he was a pro. You laughed even more when you see what he saved his name as.

Chimchim ⭐️

Shaking your head you give him an amused smile. "You and Tae more alike than I thought..." you tell him and then show him Tae's contact on your phone.

He responded by giving you a sinful look, "I know everything about him you know...." he said while waggling his brow and then he paused. "...I'll tell you some stories sometime soon yeah?" He asks with a hint of uncertainty.

Your eyes softened at the effort he was making for you. "Sure, I'd like that..." you reply back confidently and with that, you both leave the practice room.

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