one hundred eighteen | year two

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jimin sat down on the stage letting out a exhausted sigh. he had been practicing his dance routine for the past three hours non stop. it would all pay off when the show case came around and he could show everyone just how hard he had practiced everyday for the past three months.

jimin felt a gentle tap on his shoulder, he turned to see jungkook kneeling down beside him grinning and holding a bottle of water in his hands.

"My baby's been working hard and he's finally decided to stop, hasn't he." jimin smiled and took the water bottle from jungkook, thanking him quickly before opening it and taking a sip. "you're gonna be sore if you don't stop practicing so much," jungkook commented ruffling jimin's already messy hair.

"I can handle it, kookie," jimin protested smiling cutely and pushing away jungkook's hand.

"if you say so.."

"anyways, how long have you been here."

"about an hour and a half now, I'm guessing."

"You should have told me.. I would have stop earlier.."

"it's okay, I love to see you dance. and you never fail to exceed my expectations when you do."

jimin chuckled and covered his face, "I'm an okay dancer-"

"are you crazy? you're a great dancer, minnie."

"I'm not that good, honestly."

"stop trying to be modest and except the fact you have talent. You are going to blow everyone away at the showcase."

"sure," jimin smiled.

"are you ready to preform for everyone?"

"as ready as I'll ever be."

"that's the spirit, minnie!" jungkook cheered happily. "now let's go home, I'm tired of sitting on the floor."

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 26, 2019 ⏰

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