VHope Fluffshots

Just Dance

I loved to dance. Everyone knew it; I was dance leader for a reason, so I often holed myself up in the practice room. But I wasn't always alone. Sometimes, Jungkook and Jimin would come in and hold extra practice sessions with me, or all seven of us would have practice, or I would help out other members individually. 

My favorite time to dance was when one particular person would dance with me, and that person was Kim Taehyung. 

I absolutely loved to dance with Taehyung. We would spend countless hours together to work on his rapidly-improving dancing skills. No one was as proud as me when our choreographer finally recognized him as a member of the dance line. I was so proud of him and still am; he improved so much and deserved that title. I hugged him for a very long time after that meeting. 

We both had finished a stretching game before we started one of our own private practices, which wasn't really practice at all. I pretty much lied just to get Taehyung to myself for a while. 

"I missed you, Tae," I said shyly as we stood up, earning a deep chuckle. "We live together, Hobi-hyung," Taehyung said, laughing a little more when I rolled my eyes at him. "I know, but we don't share a room anymore and the others are always around. And work has made us so busy, it's like were never actually with each other anymore." 

My cheery mood slowly dissipated after that statement left my lips. It never really hit me that hard before, not even while thinking about it late at night. But after saying that out loud to the person I loved... it broke me a little. 

I didn't want to see Taehyung's reaction, so I hung my head and gazed at my large, clunky dance shoes. His footsteps echoed in the cavernous space as he came closer to me, pulling me in for a hug.

"I know how you feel, hyung," he sighed out. "I miss you, too." I smiled into his neck before we parted, looking up at the cute boxy smile on his face. It never failed to make me feel better. 

Then, he laughed as he pushed me over to the speakers. "Go on! I wanna watch you dance!" Taehyung cheered, plopping himself on the floor, sitting like an excited little kid. We had been acting so serious for so long, I almost forgot what he was actually like deep own. 

I rolled my eyes with a smile and found a song I could freestyle to, casting it from my phone to the speakers.

Before the song started, I made strange faces at Taehyung just to hear his laugh. He had such a deep, loud laugh and I loved hearing it whenever I could. And I loved his facial expression as he did so. When he smiled so wide, his chubby cheeks would bunch up and hide his eyes, his face turned red and his boxy smile would take up the rest of his face. 

I loved making him laugh. 

For three songs, I kept this up, just dancing while Taehyung laughed and cheered on the floor. 

When a slow song started to play, I stopped in front of him, holding out both of my hands. "Dance with me!" I whined, pouting cutely at him. He seemed to think about it, eyeing my outstretched hands. "Please, Tae?" 

Finally, he took my hands and allowed me to pull him up, guiding him to the center of the practice room. 

We slow-danced to the music, turning in slow circles as we smiled at each other. That was when, as I gazed up into Taehyung's dark-brown eyes, I felt it; a warm flood of emotions flowed into my heart. It consumed me and became so unbearable that I couldn't contain or hold back anymore. It was the perfect time to make my move. 

Carefully, as we continued to slowly turn, I leaned up on my toes to Taehyung. My eyes darted down to his lips and back to his eyes, which were focused on mine as his lips met my own. 

We still turned in circles as we kissed each other deeply, savoring the feeling of our lips pressed together. And I loved it. 

I loved how our lips fit perfectly together. I loved how his tongue caressed my bottom lip, then locked with my own, marking me as his. And I loved how he kissed me so good I saw stars. 

"I love dancing with you," Taehyung muttered breathlessly against my lips. I smiled, massaging the back of his neck with one hand while the other played with his hair. "I just love dancing with you. You're my love, Tae." 

I couldn't believe I actually said it. The look on Taehyung's face told me he couldn't believe it, either. "Hyung," he whispered it shock, but I shook my head and pecked his lips again. 

"You know, even through all the big troubles, I get all my comfort from you, baby. Just dancing with you... you help me pull myself together, Tae. You're my love." 

And he kissed me again, picking me up and spinning me around. Taehyung hugged me tight and rested our foreheads together, a large smile on his face. "You're my love, Hobi-hyung. You have been for a long time," he said quietly, lips brushing against mine. I could only hum. "You've been my love for a long time, too, Tae."

We held each other for a long time, my feet dangling off he floor as Taehyung held me up. With one final kiss, he set me down and held my hands in his. "So, what do you want to do now?" he smirked. 

I winked at him and shrugged. "I just wanna... just dance."