blacksugasfire (ao3)
Jungkook was born to be a dancer, he breathed and lived for it; he loved being surrounded by music, especially Kim Taehyung's music.
Dancing on Taehyung's voice was all that Jungkook needed to be happy, but what happens when an accident deprives him of what he needs the most?
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Moments like that were rare and he treasured them dearly in his heart.
Whenever Yoongi, his best friend, allowed him to come to work with him he felt like a child whose parents agreed to take to Disneyland.
He always felt a sense of euphoria and pure joy when Yoongi would unlock the door of his studio and share some of his work with him. He was very private when it came to music, Jungkook knew it, especially if it was for other artists -since he worked for an important music company- and he also knew that he would make him listen to them when they would be ready and, most importantly, perfect.
He entered the door right behind him, stopping himself from jumping up in happiness, when Yoongi handed him a pair of headphones to listen to what his music genius of a best friend had been up to for the last months.
The moment the play button was pressed, Jungkook was magically brought somewhere else; he was no more inside the studio, he was inside his dance room and he was moving along the sound and the angelic but rough voice that was singing in his ears.
Kim Taehyung had always been one of his favourite artist ever, his voice and the sound of his songs were stunningly hypnotising and Jungkook loved to create a dance based on it; the producing work that Yoongi would do on them made them more and more perfect.
He didn't realize he was lost in his world till Yoongi grabbed his shoulder to shake him and bring him back; he was already thinking about a choreography he could do on that song.
"So, kid, what do you think about it?" Yoongi asked him, while taking back the headphones that Jungkook was handing him.
"What do I think Hyung?" he asked back almost screaming in excitement, "I think it's perfect, its sound is amazing and it fit amazingly well for a dance." he finished.
The older - Jungkook was only nineteen years old, while Yoongi was twenty-five - smiled at his words, he knew how much Jungkook loved dancing, especially on Kim Taehyung's songs. He always told him he found the slow beat of his song sensual and perfect for creating a story with his body.
"I'm glad you like it, kid, and I can't wait to see you dance on this." he said while shutting down his computer.
The two of them then headed out of Yoongi studio to get to have lunch together, never once they stopped talking about music and dance moves; their biggest passions.
Yoongi had always been supportive of Jungkook's dream to become a dancer, and he was the one that helped him out when his parents didn't want to. He wanted to become a professional dancers and just thanks to his Hyung he now can, he can now attend college and study what he really wants.
His parents wanted him to become a lawyer, something he -and even them- knew would make him unhappy but they were uncompromising about it; so with Yoongi's help he left home, found a little flat he could rent with money from his part-time job and gained a full scholarship in Dancing.
"Gotta go, Hyung, I need to practice the new choreography for the incoming exam, see you tomorrow?" Jungkook asked, putting a big smile on his face.
