Now or Never

Chapter Eight: The Text.

"Yo dude what are you doing here? I thought you were in America with the others?" Jimin questioned inviting the man inside.

"I thought they told you." He admitted walking inside and taking off his shoes.

"Told me what?" Jimin asked curiously while closing the door, the wine still in his hand.

"We had to come home early," He explained walking to sit on the soft plush couch. "One of the guys had an emergency with the agency and had to come home immediately."

"Ahh, I see." Jimin said now understanding how vital it was for them to come home early. Jimin walked over to the bar in the kitchen, "Want a drink?" Jimin offered.

"Nah I'm fine, you know how I get when I drink even a little bit." He said putting his thumb and index finger parallel implying a little bit while chuckling.

"Suit yourself." Jimin said shrugging as he put up the wine bottle onto its rack.

The awkward silence filled the air as Jimin tilted his head back to sip the last of the drink, tapping the bottom. He had leaned over the kitchen counter once again, with his friend sprawled out onto the couch scrolling through his phone.

"Oh hey guess what!" He blurts out sitting up straight on the couch.

"What?" Jimin said startled by his friend's sudden exclamation. "So I met this girl..."

"You what!!!??" Jimin exclaimed, putting his wine glass in the sink and headed over to the couch flopping down and putting his feet on the coffee table.

"I know right." He said rolling his eyes now sitting criss-cross, hands in his lap.

"Well tell me..!" Jimin said now hooked.

"Well-"

He continued with his story, telling every detail of this girl he had just met, and all so suddenly had the biggest crush on.

:earlier that day:

She moved with ease hitting each beat perfectly with her toned body now glistened with sweat from dancing for hours. She intensely watched herself in the mirror criticizing each move on how she could do better to perfect it. The song had ended and she bent down with her hands on her knees taking deep breaths ready for a break. She then walked over to her speaker and paused her ongoing playlist. Grabbing a cold bottle of water she guzzled it as it dripped down her wrist from being wet on the outside as well. Her gulps were so loud you could hear them from the other side of the room. She slowed her drinking and her breathing and put the bottle cap back onto the top of the bottle and twisted it closed. Setting the bottle back down she grabbed her phone to start the song over and unpause it. Taking a deep breath she started to dance again. Graceful as always she made each move as perfect as possible, light on her feet, surprising herself what a short break and more water had done to help refresh her steps. She was so focused on herself and hitting each move correctly that she hadn't noticed the man standing in the doorway watching her. He admired her dancing gracefully watching her closely, almost proud. When the song was over she plopped down hard onto the dance floor breathing heavily becoming aware of her surroundings again.

Looking behind her following the sound she was met with a man in the doorway clapping. "Wow, your really good." He said walking and sitting beside her. She looked at him, skeptical and confused. "I'm Jungkook." He said holding out his hand for her to shake.

"Raekyung" She replied shaking his hand.

"I came here to dance as well but I see there is already someone here." He admitted tilting his head and looking around the large room, walls covered in mirrors.