"all my life, i've been looking for one person that would make me feel a way i've never felt before."
in which park jimin has all eyes on him but only wants one thing.
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i feel so far away you always come my way
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jimin had taken naeun to the club in his car, which was surprisingly not that long of a car ride. it was chill; he played mellow r&b music while naeun questioned him about the club here and there.
once they arrived, they entered through the back entrance as jimin always would when he would visit the club for his dad.
once they were inside, neon lights were surrounded everywhere, with loud, booming music being heard all the way from the main club room.
they walked in together through small, dark hallway, which lead to jimin's dad's office. turning the doorknob, the two walked inside.
"father!" jimin calls out cheerfully with his arms open, and hugs a middle-aged man who sat in a large spinning chair.
"jiminie, you came!" he ruffles his son's hair, and notices the girl standing in the door way. he gasps, "jimin, is this your girlfriend?"
naeun's eyes widen, and jimin quickly waves him off. "no, dad. this is the girl who'll be performing with me tonight."
"oh," his father hums in understatement, walking over to naeun. she felt slightly nervous, a jimin's father looked intimidating but he spoke sweetly.
he stretches his hand out to naeun, "it's nice to meet you, what's your name?"
for a moment, naeun blanks out. quickly she breaks out of her trance and shakes his hand. "it's nice to meet you too, mr.park. i'm kim naeun."
"ah, are you on the same dance team as jimin?" he asks, and naeun nods, smiling politely. "yes, sir. i've been dancing there for three years."
"oh, your the same age as jiminie!" jimin's father pipes out excitedly, and naeun could see jimin from behind, face palming himself at his embarrassing father.
"haha, yes, i am..." naeun could only laugh nervously.
"anyways, we better start preparing, dad. you can come watch our performance later," jimin speaks up, pushing his father back slightly.
"alright then, good luck, you two!"
naeun and jimin bow towards his father before walking out of his office.
"your dad's pretty kind," naeun comments when they're alone again, and jimin sighs. "and embarrassing too,"
naeun chuckles, "i wish my parents were like that," she mutters softly so jimin doesn't hear. suddenly, he opens another door that leads into an empty room, that looked like a dance studio.
