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thirty-two.

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     "fuck," jimin runs his hand through his hair and looks around then back at jungkook.

     "look at these idiots dancing," jungkook huffs. "they aren't dancing. that's grinding against one another. fucking gross." he makes disgusting faces before there's sudden realization upon his face. "c'mon i'll show you real dancing." he takes jimin's hand in his and drags him to the other side of the club that jimin finds a lot different. there were people in street clothes rather than suits and dress. jimin looks at his own and jungkook's clothes. they didn't seem to fit there but yet jungkook is dragging him through the crowd and there he finds a big stage.

     jimin frowns but gets distracted when his phone buzzes. he takes it out to read a text from taehyung.

Tae:
how is the date going on?

     jimin rolls his eyes and decides to answer him but a load screech of microphone startles him, he almost drops his phone.

     "how's the night going people?" the host yells and jimin wants to cup his ears. "it's boring ain't it?" and people scream yes. the host smiles and holds his mic closer to his lips. "don't worry people. we have team felix coming up with a mind blowing performance!"

     it's all cheers and noisy. jimin looks at jungkook screaming along with the people. even with his hair a mess, his eyes shadow wiped down his face leaving black marks, he still looks gorgeous. jimin tries to relax as he keeps his eyes on jungkook cheering. the place is in a state of chaos, a frenzy but jimin's eyes are only looking at younger's.

     there is another sudden outburst when some people climb up the stage and a faint music starts. it was a dance performance and jimin had a sudden urge to puke.

     he turns around, looking for the exit but they are in the middle of the crowd and he can't see any way out. it scared him. "let's go out," he mutters to jungkook. it's too loud and jungkook yell a what.

   jimin sighs and shouts, "i wanna get out of here."

     jungkook instantly frowns and shakes his head. "but why? look at them. they're so good" some people bump into them and jimin gets further irritated.

     "why would i care? i don't even fucking know them," jimin yells through the music.

     "what if i am there?" jungkook tilts his head, challenging. "on there." he points at the stage and jimin bites his lip. he should have had seen this coming. jungkook was going to be an idol for god's sake. of course he danced. "will you cheer for me if i'm up there?"

     jimin looks around, at the people dancing and then back at jungkook, he smiles, "i would." he pauses, laughs and continues,

     "for you, i definitely would."

❝he got the power over him❞

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     a/n: i've been listening to to delicate on a repeat and damn i love it. the only songs i actually like from this taylor's album are delicate and call it what you want.