Three agents, four men that have endured so much more darkness than anyone should have to. The first step to getting better, even though others weren't as lucky. Even though there is such light there is still darkness. They are working to stop it bu...
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Jin couldn't sleep. His mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. Namjoon and Hoseok wouldn't leave his mind. A romantic thought about Namjoon would pop up. Then a thought about what'd it'd be like if he and Namjoon had a chance. How it would feel to be in Namjoon's arms, or feel his plump lips on his own. Then guilt slithered its way into Jin's brain. It bit the good thought, the venom coursed it's way through the cloud making Jin upset more. He couldn't allow himself to continue to think anymore. The male hated being alone. It was time to find something to get his mind off of both of them.
The only way he'd be able to accomplish this goal was to do something outside the walls of his room. So, he put on some gym clothes and grabbed his phone. He made the trip to the gym, when he walked in nothing seemed fun to him. Working out is good for a persons health, but for some, it isn't fun. Looking around the room, he saw the room that was always untouched. Jin walked up to the door and opened it. Upon walking into the room he had a sense of calmness take over his body as if that was where he was supposed to be. Jin shut the door and prepared a song to dance to. Then he walked over to the mirror looking at himself. He stared into his own eyes and began to think again.
Jin doesn't know a thing about dancing. The most he could do was keep rhythm. When he moved he wasn't any bit of graceful. His movements weren't sharp, or tight enough. Hopelessness replaced the calmness he once felt. He felt as if he was stupid for even walking out of his room thinking he could do something with himself. Turning around ready to walk out of the room, he picked up his phone. His screen lit up and the song he had prepared to dance to, popped up. He stared at it, and the beat of the song began to play in his mind. He looked back at the speakers, thinking for a moment. Then he caved in. Plugging his phone back up to the speakers, the moment the beat began he allowed the music to take over. Although he wasn't any bit of an actual experienced dancer, he did what he could.
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Jimin walked into the gym ready to work out, he paused hearing music coming from the other side of the dance studio door. Jimin wanted to turn and leave the room and come back the next day in hopes of someone not being in there the next night, but he was more curious about who was in the room. Could one of the other men be a dancer? This thought excited Jimin. So much that went over to the door and twisted the knob. He pushes the door open seeing who it was.
Jin seemed to be doing a very stiff body roll. Jimin walked further in, which caused the elder to notice him. Widening his eyes, Jin let out the highest pitch of screams, and nearly jumped out of his own skin. The younger had never seen someone's skin go pale that quickly before. Laughs erupted from Jimin's throat, he couldn't help it.
"Shut up! It's not that funny," Jin says smiling a bit himself from Jimin's laughter. "I know my dancing sucks!" "That's- n-not what I'm laughing about!" Jimin says in between laughs. The other wasn't convinced. "Oh yeah right." His lips formed into a pout. "I'm serious!" The boy said as he began to calm himself down for the others sake. Jin became genuinely surprised that that's not what Jimin was laughing about.
"You being scared is hilarious, but," Jimin says clearing his throat as he calmed down, "the only thing is, loosen up a little. Not too much to where your limbs are going all over the place but loosen up." "You dance?" Jin asks his eyes becoming big with curiosity. "Yeah I used to all the time," Jimin admits, his ears becoming a little red. Excitedly, the elder asks, "Could you teach me how?"
Jimin's insecurities attacked his mind. He hadn't danced in years. Honestly, it felt as if all his knowledge about dancing just drained from his body and mind. Just as he was about to tell Jin he wouldn't be able to teach him, he looked into his pleading eyes. Almost immediately his heart softened and he said, "Alright."
"So whatcha doing up?" Curious Jin asked. "I find it more peaceful to work out at night," Jimin answers honestly. "What about you?" He asked. "Couldn't sleep. Just wanted something to do," Jin says not uncovering the full story. "Can I join you from now on?" "Sure," Jimin smiles not having the heart to tell Jin he preferred to be alone. Also, he had a feeling that the reason why Jin couldn't sleep was because of whatever was going on with him during dinner.
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The next day Jimin found himself wanting to enjoy the outdoors. He grabbed his art supplies stored in a bag that Yoongi had gotten him. Then he went to the backyard and traveled to the gazebo Jungkook and Taehyung were at when they became official. Jimin had always drawn his roommates separate. He knew it was time for a change and draw two of them together. So, why not start with Jungkook and his boyfriend?
Jimin thought about how he wanted the two to look then got to work. The boy had improved on his drawing. That's mostly thanks to how he's been going non-stop. That's a piece of him he's regained. He hopes as time goes on he'll gain more pieces of himself he lost. His body was slowly but surely coming back to him, and dancing with Jin will take part in helping him continue to stay in shape. That's two pieces of himself that he prays to get back, those were the biggest pieces of who he was.
As Jimin draws he thinks about the smile on the couple's faces that'll really make this worth it. Like Jin, the boy adores being able to make people smile. Doing this, he's realized how comfortable he's grown with the men of the house. He hasn't really stopped to think about how far he's come in a short amount of time. In the beginning, he didn't talk. Jimin was afraid to come out of his own room. Now, he talks to everyone and doesn't think twice about walking out of his room. Because of this, he was actually proud of himself.
