BTS Imagines

Jimin

Jimin watched his movements intently in the large mirror of the practice room.

The fast beat of a song was playing loudly in the background, up beat with a deep voice singing to the melody.

His body flowed smoothly across the wooden floor, his shoes squeaking when his legs moved quickly to perform another complicated move.

He could feel sweat dripping down his face and his shirt sticking to his body, he had been practicing for a few hours now and he was wondering when he should stop.

And just as soon as that thought popped into his head, he heard clapping over the music and quickly stopped to see who it was that interrupted him.

And there she was, leaning against the closed door with that smile that lit up his world.

"Yah! Ready to go, Jiminie?!" She shouted over the loud music.

Jimin walked to the radio, paused the music and grabbed his white towel that he had next to it and made his way to her.

"Yeah, y/n. Give me a minute." He smiled cheekily at her as he patted his forehead and his temples with his dry towel, soaking up the sweat that began to drip down his jaw and collar bone.

"Your hair is sticking to your face." Y/n laughed as she moved some of his damp hair off his forehead.

Jimins cheeks turned pink at the contact and he couldn't help but laugh nervously.

"Thank you, y/n-ah." She smiled at him and turned to the door.

"I'll wait for you outside, it's hot in here." She walked out and left Jimin to freshen himself up.

~○●~ Your pov ~○●~

It was a little cold outside.

I stuck my hands in my jacket pockets where I felt the warm hot packs and played with them while waiting for Jimin to come outside.

I stood still and stared out into the street silently.

There weren't that many cars going by but I did see a few couples walking on the sidewalk, and I wondered if thats how me and Jimin were going to look like.

Today was special for sure, Jimin wasn't on tour and had nothing scheduled for today. When he told me during a video call we both decided to go out and eat, as we rarely ever saw each other.

I was particularly excited.

Jimin had been my friend for a couple years now. We both met at a museum where Taehyung dragged him to during one of their tours.

We literally ran into each other and after apologies were made we kind of became what we were now.

"Sorry for taking so long!"

I looked back at the building and saw Jimin jogging to catch up to me wearing jeans, black boots, a buttoned up black pea coat with a black beanie that pulled his hair back. He slipped on some sunglasses and smiled at me.

"Ready?"

I nodded, a little stunned at how beautiful this man was but snapped out of it quickly to give him a smile.

Honestly, I wasn't sure what we were now.

A few minutes passed as we walked side by side down the sidewalk. It was silent as we didn't really have anything to say to each other but it wasn't uncomfortable, we both felt at ease in each other's presence.

Jimin glanced down at me and quickly looked away, I could see him from the corner of my eye and I couldn't help but blush.

I kind of felt like I was in middle school again with this crush of mine.

"How's Taehyung doing?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"He's fine. He started drawing in his free time again. He's getting a lot better." Jimin praised his dongsaeng.

"Really? That's great." I smiled, accidentally bumping my shoulder against his arm. But he didn't seem to mind as he seemed to step a little closer to me, which made me bite my lip.

"You look beautiful today." Jimin complimented out of the blue, looking down at me with his cute smile.

I looked up at him and grinned with a blush already forming.

"A compliment coming from someone so handsome.." I looked straight ahead and almost skipped from how elated I was from his simple compliment. "I'm not sure if I believe it."

Jimin laughed and put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into his side.

"I mean it." He responded sincerely.

I nodded and sighed dreamily as we continued to walk down the side walk.

What exactly were we? Was I just over thinking things?

We walked silently, his arm still around me, down to Hangan to watch the Banpo Bridge Rainbow Fountain at 7:30pm and it would be my first time seeing it with someone other than family.

Everytime I saw the beautiful colors and the way the water would move to the music, it would always send chills through my body and make me emotional.

Having Jimin to watch the water light show with me gave me chills already.

It was getting dark when we made it to our destination, there were already quite a few people there so we maneuvered our way through some of them to stand closer to the front where we would easily be able to see the show and hear the music.

Jimin still held me close to his side and I was scared to say anything just incase it broke him out of this spell and he let me go.

He had taken off his glasses as soon as the sun was setting, and good riddance since I wanted to see his beautiful eyes.

"Are you excited?" Jimin asked with a grin on his face, glancing down at me. I blushed slightly and nodded.

"Yeah. This is my first time coming here with someone."

Jimin squeezed my shoulder lightly.

"I'm glad your first time was with me." It was the way he said it that made my ears turn red.

We were near the bridge when the fountain began, it was a beautiful red color and it danced with the sound of the music that began to play.

The water/light show was always amazing but it was just breathtaking to watch it next to this man, it felt right.

My eyes watched the water as it changed to all sorts of different colors, usually it lasted for 20 minutes but right now it seemed like it lasted forever.

Maybe it was because I took the time to burn the colors into my memory, or maybe it was the fact that Jimin had let me go and grabbed my hand instead and our fingers entwined.

I looked up at him as he looked down at me and he graced me with a stunning smile.

What we have together doesn't have a title as of right now. But it made no difference as he held my hand and stared deeply into my eyes...like I was the only one around...

"Let's do this more often." He whispered.

Maybe we can be something one day.