Forget Me Not✔️

Caught in a Lie

Leaving the towering building, the two of you made your way back to his car and down the street in only a few minutes. Your mind drifted slightly as you watched the street lights pass in a blur outside your passenger window. Your eyes drooped as you let your mind drift in thought, not on any one thing in particular.

Before you came back to, the car had pulled to a stop and the soft jerk of the vehicle parking woke you back up. You glanced around to see you were outside of a building that had no markings on it. You raised a brow and looked at Jimin in the driver's seat, to which he only offered a smile.

"Come on." He tugged on the sleeve of your jacket as he hopped out of the car and started walking towards the building.

The atmosphere felt empty and there were no other cars around anywhere, but you didn't imagine that Jimin had any ill intent toward you. Jumping out of the car, you moved to catch up with him as he stopped in front of the door to the business that didn't even look open. Jimin pulled a set of keys from his pocket and twisted it in the lock.

"You have keys to this place?" You questioned with a cocked brow.

"Yeah, my company rents it out often. We gets keys when they do." Jimin explained before pushing the door open and gesturing for you to walk into the pitch black building.

You stepped in cautiously, watching your feet as you moved far enough away from the door so that he could close it behind the two of you. But you didn't venture far past that since as soon as the door shut, it was filled completely with darkness.

"Alright, lights would be nice." You commented, trying to get your eyes to adjust to the void. But just after you spoke, suddenly all the lights flashed on and nearly blinded you. You quickly shielded your hues with your arms and lowered your head, giving it a few seconds before your vision restored and you lowered your hands to look around.

"Is this... a dance studio?" Your voice echoed in the large, empty space, and you looked over at Jimin as he moved over to one of the chairs next to you and began to shrug off his jacket.

"Yup." The 'p' on his word made a popping sound as he unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt like he was starting to undress.

You glanced away as soon as you noticed what he was doing. "So... why are we here?" You asked, not letting yourself look at him. However, there was a ceiling to floor length mirror in the direction you looked which only allowed him to remain completely in your view. Your eyes were glued to his nimble fingers as they released one more button to reveal the top of his chest. He let his hands fall to his sides and you swallowed as he slowly walked up to your back. 

You took in a deep breath and stared at him curiously. He came up right behind you and gently placed his small, but strong, hands on the sides of your arms and leaned in to say lowly, " I told you I wanted to show you my skills."

His voice came out as almost a whisper, and it caused you to inhale a sharp, shaky breath. He saw the faint bashfulness you tried to hide and grinned before releasing you and walking over to a set of speakers set up in a corner of the room. He plugged his phone into one of them and began to scroll through his screen as you took a chance to look around the pure white room fully. There was a television mounted on the wall behind you and a desktop computer on a large table taking up the far right corner. 

But you jumped slightly when loud music suddenly began to fill the room. You shot your eyes back to Jimin and watched as he walked gracefully to the center of the room.

You took a few long steps back to ensure you were out of his way, quickly backing up against a chair and deciding to take a seat. You crossed one of your legs over the other and folded your arms at your chest, leaning back in your seat.