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The one where he has a crush on her pt.2 (PJM)

  "Again! Jimin, get it right. You're not leaving until you can move through the whole count on beat - now do it again!" Jimin pants, his hands placed firmly on his hips. He nods his head, despite the soreness that was already brewing in his limbs and his body screaming for a break.

  The American instructor was nice until you started making careless mistakes. Jimin has been doing that a lot. All week, actually, and at every session. His sweat drips from his brow to his chin, his chest already slick with it.

  He stands in place in front of the mirror, preparing himself to start again.

  His host dad was already present, there to pick him up. He'd been watching for 15 minutes, he looked floored, watching Jimin move with so much skill and flow. Finally, the teenager managed to go through the whole count perfectly, and the instructor did one last run with him through the whole choreography before letting him go. Hoseok and JK had already left, their parts having been perfected already.

  "Look, kid. I can tell there's something on your mind," His instructor approached him as Jimin grabbed his bag. "Whatever it is, take care of it. You have to focus, okay? I know how much you want to improve, you wouldn't be here if you didn't. Take it easy on the way home, alright?"

  Jimin just nodded, "Yes, sir." He murmured, heading over to his guardian. His name was Patrick, he was tall and usually quite busy. But it was eleven at night already, and he was the only one that could get Jimin home. Angela was usually tired and/or taking care of their son back home.

  Jimin feels Patrick's hand on his back, a gesture of assurance, he came to find out. "You did good today." He told Jimin, who just nodded as he gulped down mouthfuls of water.

  Their dog, a golden retriever named Daisy, followed Jimin up to his room, where he was quick to shower and flop onto his bed. Daisy took it upon herself to hop onto the bed as well, right at the foot of it. She lies by his feet, watching him shift into a deep, dreamless sleep.

🌺🌺🌺

  "Doesn't your neck hurt from craning it so much?" Hoseok wondered aloud as he watched Jimin - for the umpteenth time - glance over at Hazel. She had glasses on today.

  Jimin, as usual, ignored his comment. He bounces his leg, unsure why he felt so antsy. He couldn't help looking at her lips. They were always smooth and gleamed subtly, it always seemed like she had on a fresh layer of chapstick. They looked soft.

  "Hyung? Will you snap out of it?" JK nudged him, having to be a bit forceful because he's been tapping Jimin for a full minute now and nothing worked. Jimin frowned when he looked back at his friends.

  Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Honestly, how does she not notice how much you stare at her? Can you still see straight? You strain your eyes so much I'm worried they'll get stuck like that." The younger muttered, again only to get brushed off.

  She kept her gaze down a lot. He wondered why. She also kept her hands hidden, she seemed to like having longer sleeves to wear, just so she can tug her sleeves over her hands. She adjusted her glasses.

  "Mr. Park," Jimin froze, turning to the teacher, sat at the front of the class. "Is there a reason you find the back of my classroom more interesting than your assignment?" He addressed, Jimin earning a few curious gazes from his classmates.

  Jimin swallows, trying not to show his embarrassment. He shakes his head and turns back to his work, Hoseok and Jungkook biting back snickers.

  Ten minutes before the end of class, after the teacher reviewed the answers for the work, he stood at the front and waited for everyone's undivided attention. Once the room had assorted itself, he began to announce something. "I've devised a new project for this next assignment. It shouldn't take any longer than a week to complete, and you will be assigned partners. This project is based entirely on what we've covered in class, don't worry about working on it after school. I've written everyone's names down and I will pick two from the hat. Those people will work together - unless, you have an issue and need to talk to me about it."