You shuffle your Spotify playlist, bobbing your head up and down to the first song. Jimin walks in, mimicking your actions as he hands you a glass of water. Thanking him, you shoo him out, turning to your best friend.
"You know, your brother is super cute."
You gag, scrolling through the never ending song list. You friend laughs, snatching your phone and putting Rockstar by Post Malone on. You roll your eyes, joining her in the middle of your room. For the past week, you and your friend have been working on a routine to this song. The two of you begin to move to the song.
Jumping on your bed, you and your friend await the beat drop where if you were to have a dance group, the guy would run a hand through his hair. As if on cue, Jimin walks into the room, doing exactly that.
Your jaw drops open as your friend releases high pitched squeals. Jimin nervously chuckles, informing you that the pizza has come. You nod, still shocked by how perfect that was. Turning to your friend, you laugh at her reaction.
"YOUR BROTHER JUST OMG I CAN'T BREATHE LET ME MARRY HIM PLEASE HOLY JESUS-"
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