Jungkook's POV:
"CRAP!" I yell out as I trip over my own feet trying to learn a new dance.
The others had already learned it and I was the only one who couldn't do it.
I practiced every day until I couldn't anymore. My legs were shaking barley holding me up. I slide down the side of the wall and started to question my dancing abilities.
I get up again and try once more. Fail. I sit on the floor staring blankly. I get frustrated with my own thoughts and punch the wall, regreting it immediately.
Jimin walked in looking over at me in pain. He kneeled down and touched my hand.
"I'm okay" I said slightly with an attitude knowing what he was going to say.
Akward silence fills the room.
"Jimin. How do you do it?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Hmm? Do what?" He asked calmly.
"How are you so perfect and dancing? How do you make it look so easy?"
"With practice." He replied.
"But i've been practicing all damn week and I still can't do it without messing up!" I yell feeling angry.
"Get up." Jimin said standing up.
"But hyuunnggg!" I whined.
"Come on I'll help you out." Jimin replied.
I got up and he started showing me the moves to the dance. Every mistake I made he would correct and and make sure I did it correctly until I had learned it. After that we danced the whole thing.
We had started to loose focus and started fooling around. Dancing like no one was watching. Jimin made it feel so comfortable dancing around him.
"HYUNG I DID IT!" I yelled out excitedly.
"Hey, you're welcome." He said slightly hurt.
"Thanks Jimin." I said while hugging him.
"Come on pabo, you must be hungry after all that practice!" He said swinging his arm around my shoulders.
