Dancing with the Devil Pt.1

Chapter Eight

After about six hours of practice, Hoseok decided that he had finally put us through enough torture for the time being. I swear if he wasn't going to throw us out of the program, he was going to kill us trying to make us quit. Jimin and I lay next to each other on the floor, our hair matted with sweat and knots, clothes stuck to our bodies, and breathes heavy. I heard Hoseok walk out the door and I finally allowed myself to fully relax, sinking into the floor and letting out a sigh.

"Oh my god, I swear I think Hoseok is literally trying to kill us" I breathed out, too tired to turn my head in Jimin's direction.

"Tell me about it" I hear Jimin beside me. I finally find the strength within me to look at him and I see him starring back at me. I can see his beautiful eyes that now are tinted with exhaustion. We gazed into each others eyes for a moment before I feel his hand on mine. I then realize that he has taken ahold of my hand and our fingers are becoming intertwined with one another.

His hands were soft, our fingers fitting together as if they were made for each other. I felt his thumb lightly stroking the back of my hand and it felt so good. Soon enough, I found myself wondering why he's hidden this side of himself. This sweet, cute, wonderful side that is amazing to be around. I clear my throat and pull my hand away, propping myself up. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw just how much of a mess I looked like. I definitely needed to get home and shower soon.

"Um, I should probably get going soon. I'm so tired from today and I need a rest" I say, finally gathering myself together so I could get up and leave.

"Wait, please.... Stay with me for a little bit longer." He stands up quickly when my back was too him and I'm suddenly surprised when a pair of arms wrap around my torso from the back.

I turn around, trapped by his arms and face him. I wrapped my arm around him, pulling him closer to comfort him. I don't know why I suddenly felt sympathy for him. He just seemed so lonely. Sure he had his group of friends but are any of them actually real? Does he have anyone to support him like a friend would?

"Do...do you wanna go get a coffee or something?" I ask quietly.

"Yeah...that would be amazing" He replied, letting go of me and gathering his things. He returned to my side with his bags and we headed out the door.

*time skip*

"This is my favorite place to come after practice. They have such good coffee and tea and the food is amazing" I recommend him one of my favorite coffees and I order a blueberry muffin. We find a nice comfy couch near the window and sit next to each other.

I silently eat my muffin and drink my tea for a bit before the silence is broken by a slightly chuckle from next to me. "What?" I ask, slightly confused by the sudden break in silence.

"It's nothing, its just, you asked me out" He began to chuckle more as I became even more confused.

"No I didn't!" I defend myself. I don't know why I found myself becoming more defensive even though I never asked him out.

"Yes you did! You were the one who asked me to have coffee, so you asked me out" He explained more. I roll my eyes, finally understanding what he meant.

"That doesn't count, I simply asked you because you seemed sad, not because I wanna go out with you" I defend myself. He totally was the same over-confident, annoying, kinda cute guy who I met.

"Surrreeee" He smirked and leaned over towards me. Our shoulders were now touching and I was beginning to blush a tiny bit for a reason unknown.

"Look, thank you, for asking me to coffee. I really didn't want to go back to my apartment. I really have nothing else to do besides practice so I stay there as long as possible. You're actually kinda fun to hang out with and you're... really nice" He looked over at me and smiled. I think it was the first time I had seen him smile and not smirk. It was nice. His plump lips curled into nice curves.

"O..oh" I said, not exactly knowing how to respond. I felt my cheeks heating up again and I looked down. I didn't know why I was blushing, I didn't like him! There was no way I could like him.

"Well, since you don't really like going home, do...do you want to come over to my place for a little bit?" I ask shyly. I don't really know why I asked but it just felt like the right thing to do. I see his eyes light up and that amazing smile now was showing his bright white teeth.

"Yeah! That would be cool" He agreed quickly seeming very excited all of the sudden to be coming home with me. I felt very weird all of the sudden. I was taking home my ex-nemesis and I didn't even feel like I was hating him. I felt comfortable. It felt like I was supposed to be in his arms. I leaned closer to him and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. It felt right, like I was meant to be held by him. I quickly became flustered and decided to stuff the rest of the blueberry muffin in my face that way I wouldn't have to talk to him. We sat, his arm around me, my head laying against his shoulder for a few more minutes before we began gathering our bags and getting up to leave.

*time skip*

I opened the door quietly, hoping very much that Lauren wasn't home to see that I had brought Jimin home. I walk into the kitchen and grab a water, offering the timid Jimin walking behind me something to drink. He shakes his head, not wanting one and follows me to the family room. Jimin looked around the room, interested in the little knick-knacks that I had decorated the house with. He seemed intrigued by every in my house and it felt kinda like my every movement was being watched. We both sat on the couch next to each other and a awkward silence fell over us.

"So do you wanna watch a movie?" I ask, turning on the tv before he could answer my question.

"Sure! Whatever you wanna do is fine with me" We agreed on a new movie that had just come out and settled in for the next two hours.

About half way through the movie, I felt that same hand that had held mine earlier, wrapping it's fingers around mine. I turned my head to the side and notice Jimin who was now looking at me.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" He said, it took me aback and I wasn't able to speak. All of the sudden, I felt his soft lips on mine and realized, he had just kissed me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer and instinctively as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His warm, soft lips against mine felt so good. I couldn't believe this was actually happening right now.

I suddenly felt myself being lifted up and suddenly placed under him. His lips moved smoothly from my lips to my neck, kissing gently on it. I close my eyes and bite my lip, trying to hold in my moans. I couldn't help them in anymore when he began sucking on my neck, leaving red marks that told people that he had his eyes on me and no one else could have me. His lips then returned to mine and he kissed me more roughly this time, there was more lust in it.

I could feel his bulge growing in his pants and the kisses were becoming more desperate. I could no longer hold in my moans and I was now moaning into the intense kisses. He removed his hands from behind me and began working to take off my shirt. Dragging the material from my skin and leaving me in just my bra and work out pants. His lips began wandering again and found their way to the top of my breasts, kissing lightly on them before marking them as well with the red marks.

"J...Jimin...wait" I breath out, barely being able to speak. As good as this felt, this couldn't happen, not now. We were working together on this dance and if anything happen it might distract us.

"Are you ok?" He ask, looking seriously concerned with what I was about to say.

"I'm so sorry but I would really love to go further with you but I'm just not ready. This whole day with you has been amazing and all I would just rather wait a little." I say, seeing the disappointment in his eyes grow.

"O..Oh ok" He says, quickly getting up and grabbing his bag quickly. He walked towards the door quickly, not wanting you to too the embarrassment on his face.

"Jimin wait! That didn't mean I didn't want this to happen again" I smile at his as he turns around towards me and looks confused.

"I just meant, would you like to go on an actual date or something. Then maybe next time we can continue this." I blush and look down as I say this, surprised that I was becoming this brave as to be asking him out.

"Sure, then it's a date" He brightened up. "I'll see you tomorrow at practice?" He asked hopefully.

"Definitely" I smiled and blushed hard, remembering what had happened just a few moments ago. Lauren was going to kill me for this.