My Personal Dancer

Chapter 10

Author POV

The boys were back into the studio once given the ok. They've danced in and out of class before the project that was coming up fast. Jimin of course was beating himself up about it because this meant a lot to him, whereas Hoseok and Jungkook had to not only go over the dance for their class but the new dance for their performance at their job. Taehyung has been living in his room making sketches and sticking himself with pins trying to push for time and Yoongi losing sleep but they all hit the ground running after getting themselves together. The night that cause all of them to either grow closer or back off. What will happen?

Jimin POV

I got up at 1 in the afternoon staring at my feet that were patched up with icy hot. I sniffled and peeled them all off throwing them in the trash then moving to see if Yoongi isn't a zombie, which to my luck he's asleep. I moved to get ready and head to the studio after having food in my tummy. It was dead quiet, which makes me a bit anxious but I've been through the campus all the time at this hour so it doesn't help every time I leave that I feel this way. One I got inside, I went in and started stretching feeling sooo good. Once my head started processing thoughts, I took my time of stretching to think about things...which my thoughts stop to Jungkook. He's changed, as if he's a different person although his attitude seemed to not waver just....different from before. He's more determine now than I thought, and I'm happy for him....but it doesn't excuse him for that bullshit back at the Magic Shop. I started to blush and noticed it when I looked up at the mirror....geez that guy....I wouldn't mind watching him dance....kinda wish he would put me on stage and...oh god what's wrong with me.....I sighed and just smiled to myself. I'm a fucking idiot to think that I have a thing for him but I really am. But of course I doubt it because like he said "I'm not interested in boys". I went through my dance then went full on blasting the music. Once I was done, all I heard was clapping startling me as I turned my head to see the Jeon brothers applauding me.

"Jiminie! That's what you're showing today?" Hobi hyung asked happily

"Y-yea," I said softly almost in a whisper.

"We scared you didn't we, sorry."

I watch them put their stuff to the side and gave my phone so they could go through their stuff. I laid on the mats that were on the side as I watch them dance for their job since it was the same type of stuff they did that night but different. I stared at Jungkook hypnotized by every move he made that I noticed that I bit my lip at the way he did his hip thrusts. I looked at myself seeing that my cheeks were red and I was mid-bite of my lips, which caused me to get up and go to the bathroom with a brand new problem.....A boner....great. I calmed down for a moment and went back to see that they were just talking for a moment.

"Jimin where'd did you go?"

"The bathroom? I didn't realize I needed to go after seeing how awesome you guys were," I smiled.

Jungkook didn't say anything but just listened, as we talked and goofed around. The first class was coming and we parted ways going to our other classes. I started to feel a bit tired but I needed to stay up so I went over the dance again after class making sure that I'm it right like how I imagined it. I went to eat again then danced some more...I don't know why but feel like I'm missing something.....by the time I looked at my phone I needed to head to the studio. I felt a bit dizzy but after drinking some water it subsided.

"Alright everyone," the teacher said smiling eyeing everyone.

"Let's go right ahead into this. After this you can leave after everyone's done and taking your grade card alright?"

Everyone agreed in unison and it started. I watched everyone performances but it was hard to concentrate on them because my head was kinda killing me. I was staring into space until my name was called. I stood up too fast but passed off the woozy feeling and went to put my music on and got into position. I took a deep breath in hopes that my body would relax but nothing let up. I prayed in my head that it'll stop throbbing and once the teacher pressed play, my body moved as if it was possessed. The pain in my head got worse that when I spun around, I stumbled, which I had to think quickly and play it off as if it was meant to happen but just as I moved to to next part of the dance my body became weak and every went black.