BTS Imagines and Preferences

Inhibition (RM)

A/N: Before we get started I wanted to dedicate this to my best friend, who was partial inspiration for this imagine because she comes to dance classes with me. But, also because her bias is also Namjoon! Enjoy, you know who you are!

You waited outside the door of the practice room patiently. You couldn't believe for your first in the field training would be with actual idols, let alone BTS.

The lead choreographer opened the door and motioned for you to come in. You walked in and bowed politely to the idols. They returned the formality before sitting down cross legged on the floor.

"Boys, this is Y/N-ah. She'll be teaching you the choreography for next week's special stage. This is part of her graduating project at the university, so please take this seriously."

The choreographer nodded when he knew they understood and politely wished you luck and left the room.

vVv

"All right, uh, first, I'll show you everything once through so you can get a good idea of what everything will look like."

You pulled out an IPad and showed them the choreography as performed by you and a few other students. With variation by member, it was much easier to show them the dance cohesively at first and then work individually with each member. At least, that's what you hoped.

You pointed out the positioning of each member with a pen, so that each member could easier learn their part.

"All right, let's work on everything from the hook to the bridge," you said.

vVv

After the first day, the boys had nailed the beginning part of the song. You were quite impressed with their progress. They only had a week to learn the choreography before the performance and at the rate they were going, they would have plenty of time to fine tune everything beforehand.

You packed your things into your duffel bag, ready to fall into bed as soon as you got home. Due to all day dance practices, your only homework was to record the experience. Something you fully planned on doing afterwards.

"Excuse me?" a voice said, accompanied with a knock on the door frame.

You looked up and saw Namjoon ducking shyly into the room.

"Yes?" you asked.

"I'm sorry to bother you, especially as you were leaving, but I was wondering if you could go over the choreography with me? I'm not very happy with how my part turned out today."

"Sure, Namjoon-ah," you said. You'd noticed that Namjoon was a bit stiff during some of the moves or hadn't quite grasped all of them. However, you weren't overly concerned because they were easy mistakes to correct once he learned all the choreography. Of course, you'd corrected all the boys on the larger things, but they were all used to dancing by now that most of the mistakes were small ones. "What particularly were you concerned about?"

vVv

"Namjoon-ah!"

You couldn't help but laugh as he made the same exact mistake as before, even though you'd corrected it and shown him how to do it multiple times.

"All right, uh, watch me again."

You repeated the move and sighed a Namjoon once again did the move incorrectly. Well, it was technically correct, but the move looked awkward and stiff. You thought for a moment, before rushing back over to your bag and pulling out a mask and a baseball cap you kept in there in case your hair was too greasy after dance practice.

"Put these on and wait here," you said.

You went to the bathroom and changed into a pair of black joggers, a cool graphic crop top, and a jean jacket. You were thankful you had brought a decent change of clothes that day, at least one you could go out in.

Entering the practice room once again, you noticed Namjoon had listened to you and wore the mask and baseball cap.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"You're going to learn to lose your inhibition."

vVv

Somehow you managed to charm your way into the club and made your way onto the crowded floor.

"I don't think this is the best idea," Namjoon said. "I could get recognized and then we'd both be in trouble."

You took his hands and led him out deeper towards the middle of the dance floor. The gesture took him by surprise and shut him up momentarily.

"Come on, dance! Don't think about it, just listen to the beat and do whatever feels natural."

You swayed your hips to the beat and danced the way you originally fell in love with you. There was still a part of you that just loved to let loose and dance, not worry about choreography or even the lines looking perfectly, just letting the beat tell you how to move.

You felt Namjoon's eyes watching you intently, but ignored it as you continued to dance. You should be used to people watching you dance by now, but something about the way he watched you made a shiver run down your spine.

Eventually, he gave in and joined you. At first, he was still slightly awkward and stiff, but after a few more songs he began to loosen up. You teased him slightly by showing off and moving in ways he couldn't.

After a couple hours, you were exhausted and you could tell Namjoon was too based on the way his hair laid against his forehead and his eyelids drooped.

"Come on, let's go back."

vVv

"It's late," Namjoon said, once you were out of the club. "Why don't you just come back to the dorm with me?"

You were a little taken aback.

"You didn't sneak a drink in there, did you?" you asked, trying to play off the question.

Namjoon sighed. "Oh, no, that's not what I meant. I--" He sighed again, taking hold of the bridge of his nose. "We have to be back in the studio in a few hours anyway. I just thought it might be easier to go back together."

You smiled. "That's thoughtful, but I wouldn't want to intrude on the members, or accidentally cause a scandal."

"The members wouldn't mind and I understand. Will you at least let me take you home?"

You nodded and hailed a taxi for the two of you.

vVv

You stood backstage anxiously as the boys took to the stage. You were nervous, considering the final performance reflected on you and your skills as a choreographer.

The boys had worked hard over the past week and you were confident they would do wonderfully. You'd even exchanged numbers to stay in contact with them after you went on to work with other idols.

You twisted the hem of your dress nervously. This wasn't really your scene, a fancy awards show. You felt slightly uncomfortable, afraid you'd do something to reflect badly on the boys.

You looked down at your phone for the first time in hours and saw a text from Namjoon.

"You taught me to lose my inhibition. It's my turn, now ;)