28 Days | Jungkook ✔

Family Reunion

       "Nice to meet you, Jimin. I'm y/n." I point to myself.

       "I know," Jimin nods his head and he openly checks me out from head to toe.

       "How would you know?" I raise my eyebrow

        "Um, uhh. You have a very pretty name!" Jimin pathetically tried to change the subject.

       I'm weirded out but there's still something about Jimin makes me want to trust him. There's a certain aura around him that makes me perceive him as...pure.

      "Thanks...So ready to dance, Park Jimin?" I ask him.

Jimin grabs my hand and pulls me towards him.

"Sure, y/n." He twirls me around.

"Woah a bit fancy there," I'm astonished by his smoothness.

      "Are you a dancer?" I asked, as he holds my hand with one hand, and places his other hand slightly above my waist.

      "Isn't everyone a dancer, once they've at least danced once and they've liked it? And you are clearly enjoying this... so you must be a dancer also," Jimin inferenced.

       I shake my head and laugh. "No need to get all philosophical on me. I just wanted to know if you were a professional."

      "I haven't ever taken classes, but I like to free style in my free time." He holds me and slowly dips my head back in the air. This guy is a pro.

      "You're more than just a freestyler. You've had tons of practice. Did someone teach you?" I ask.

        "Yeah, someone did teach me. And practiced with me as well..." Jimin sighs.

        "Who?" I wondered.

      "A past lover," Jimin winked.

It feels I can trust everything Jimin says. Sure, he may have been lying, but his genuine smile displayed so much sincerity.

Jimin feels like a close childhood friend, although we've only spoken for a few minutes. I feel I can ask him anything.

       "So Jimin... what are you exactly doing here?" I studied his perfectly sculpted face. He's too beautiful to be compared to most men from Busan.

      "Doing where? On earth? Isn't that a question we're all asking ourselves..." He muttered.

       "No, Jimin. I mean, at the party. Are you a supermodel or something? Why are you here?" I was curious of his intentions.

       "No, im not a supermodel... but I am someone important. I'm here to deliver something for someone." He replied, honestly.

"What exactly?" I asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know..." The song has ended, and Jimin seems distracted by someone he sees in the crowd.

       "Until next time, y/n," Jimin bends down and kisses the back of my hand again. He lets go and departs.

       "Wait!" I yell and was about to chase him, before Jungkook steps in front of me and blocks my path.

He crosses his arms and huffs. "Okay, y/n I understand your dance partner was hot and all, but I'm your actual date. So pay attention to me," he pouted. "Please."

       I laugh when he starts begging. "Of course... it's just that guy has an interesting aura...I really want to figure him out."

"So? What about me? I'm pretty interesting. Much more fascinating than that short mochi," He sputters.