Jimin was sweating and he was hot.
He was holding his partner's shoulder tight, while the other was clinging to his waist closely, hips to hips.
Jimin slightly stumbled and his face fell onto the crook of the male's neck, while his hand gripped at the taller's chest for support.
"Are you OK, Jimin-ssi??!" he worried.
"yes, yes, I'm fine..." he replied but winced.
The lean one wasn't convinced.
He stopped in their moves and held the cute face in both his hands, staring intently into his doe eyes.
"Jimin-ah, don't lie to me! Are you OK?" he insisted while frowning.
"That's so sweet of you," he smiled fondly, "but I'm OK... Really!" he asserted, but only got a doubtful pout as an answer.
He sighed and went on.
"Listen, Kai, it's just a cramp, it will soon pass. Don't worry! And you should take care of yourself too! Look at you!"
He closed Kai's jacket at the collar, making his partner giggle when he took over his flaps to end what had been started, their hands brushing against one another in the process.
"What am I going to do if you fall ill? You should have buttoned it up before we went out of the building," Jimin scolded, "you'll catch a cold!"
"De, Eomma!" Kai joked.
Jimin lightly slapped his shoulder.
"You brat! I'll walk myself now," he faked reproached but smiled.
Kai teased him some more.
"You're so ungrateful, I help you to get out of the building, take care of you, and that's my reward – getting slapped and punished!"
They both paused at his words then burst out in shared laughter, Jimin's mirth making him bend forward closer to Kai, and gripping at his shoulder for support.
"Jinjah, Jimin-ssi, you really should drink more while practising, or you'll never make itto the show!" Kai resumed.
"I know, you're right, I'll drink more tomorrow!" he promised.
Jimin wrapped himself up in his jacket, the cool breeze that was roaming the pavement sent shivers on his heated skin.
Kai noticed it and wrapped his arm around his shoulder and rubbed his back gently.
"Are you cold, now?"
"Hmm... " he hummed. "... just starting to..."
As they were going further away from the building, he couldn't help but notice the bunch of students who were gathered.
They were looking admiringly and enviously at the shiny car that was parked in front of the show hall, where they had been rehearsing for the graduation performances.
Kai raised his eyebrows, then rubbed his torso slightly against Jimin as he turned to him.
He pointed his chin towards the group of students.
"Wow! Nice car!" he whistled.
Jimin followed the stares of the all boys' twinkling eyes and the hand-waves of the daring, giggling girls.
He recognized the car and finally noticed the broad-shouldered silhouette that was leaning against the flank of the Aston Martin.
He paused in his steps.
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You Were My Love
Fanfictionbest rankings #10 assault, #11 loneliness, #100 anger, #254 jealousy. Prequel to Takan-san's manga! Say you are a dance student who just got you heart broken... When you meet a Prince charming you, you'd expect love to be enough for some kind of ha...