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Chapter 4: Dance?

I looked down at Jimin who was looking at me with big kitten eyes while he clung to my leg. I told him that I had dance practice but he was straight-up refusing to let me go. I honestly don't know how I managed to get out of bed this morning. I squinted down at him. He squinted back at me. We stared at each other for a few minutes until I sighed. "Fine, get in my duffle bag," I said in defeat as I unzipped my bag. I zipped up my bag but left a little hole open so he could breathe better. I hoisted up the strap onto my shoulder and left my penthouse. I pulled my hat down and made my way toward the van that always seemed to be in front of my home. I got in and gently set the bag on my lap. Jimin poked his little head out and looked up at me. I scratched behind his ears and enjoyed the soft purrs that filled the van. I walked inside the building and greeted the front desk along with other employees I passed by with a "Good morning," and smile.

 I walked into the practice room and gently set the bag down. I unzipped the bag and let Jimin come out. He shifted back and stretched his body. I began to stretch as well and giggled as Jimin copied my movements. "You're really flexible Jimin," I said with a smile as Jimin lifted his leg in the air in an L shape. Jimin beamed at me with another smile. "I see you brought a friend, Y/n," I nearly jump out of my skin as my dance instructor laughs. Who is also my best friend since birth. "Crispy cheese! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I said as I punched his arm. "Then don't scare me all the time bitch," Quin sassed. "Bitch please, you know I have to scare you. I'm basically training you to be less of a wuss," I sassed back as I stuck my tongue out at him. He only rolled his eyes and eyed Jimin.

 "Oh right, Jimin this is Quin, my dance instructor, and best friend. Quin this is Jimin, my cute, adorable, handsome hybrid," I said with a proud smile as I ruffed Jimin's hair. "So you get a hybrid and you don't even tell me?" He asks- scratch that- he states. I gulp but nod. "Bitch, you owe a week's worth of lunch or you'll feel my wrath," He said in a very calm tone that sent shivers down my back. "As you wish my queen," I said and playfully bowed. Jimin only giggled as he looked at us. "He's so cute!" Quin squealed as he looked at Jimin with a smile. "Okay, I'm assuming you already stretched. We need to get a move on your dance practice," Quin said as he immediately switched to work mode. I nodded as the backup dancers came into the room. "Jiminie, you can play on my phone your phone, there should be some paper, pencils, crayons, and markers in my bag. Or you can watch the dance. There's also water and snacks in the bag in case you get hungry or thirsty, okay?" I asked before the dance began. He nodded with a smile.

( Your outfit is different! I don't like the one in the video. You're actually wearing a black crop top with a black sports bra. You have on grey high waist sweatpants and shoes to dance in. Or you can just imagine what you guys want. You have your hair up in a high ponytail though.)

I took a sip of the water bottle that Jimin handed me. "Thank you," I said once I closed the lid. "Y/n, one of the backup dancers hurt their ankle in one of the moves. They can't dance or they might risk injuring their leg more," Quin said with a worried expression. I nodded and checked on the backup dancer. I made sure he was okay and told him that it was fine if he couldn't dance. His health was important. You sent him home to rest. An idea popped into your head as you snapped your head toward Jimin. "Jiminie?" I asked as I crouched down in front of him. He nodded as he munched on a cookie. 

"Have you been watching the dance practice this whole time?" I asked. He nodded as a spark lighted up in his eyes. "Do you think you can attempt to fill in for the backup dancer?" I asked. "Really?!" He asked excitedly. I nodded with a smile and turned to Quin who was giving me a confusing look. I had noticed that Jimin seemed to take an interest in dancing. I would sometimes catch him dancing at home and the spark in his eyes when I would catch him watching my movements in dance gave me enough evidence. Quin opened his mouth to say something but I stopped him before he could. "Trust me," I said with a smile. He sighed but nodded.

I looked at Jimin and smiled. "Okay, so you have to come in when..." I began to tell him when he had to jump into the dance and whatnot. He seemed to get it after I explained it to him a few times. We tried it the first time and we were all shocked at how good he got the movements. We were even more shocked after seeing it the second time. Time flew by quickly and Jimin was able to pick up on most of the dances quickly. I would have to show and explain to him some movements which he caught on really quick. It was... nice. We were now laying on the floor drenched in sweat next to each other. "That was so cool!" Jimin said with a smile. "I could tell by your smile. You did really good Jimin, I'm proud of you," I said as I looked over at him. Jimin turned toward me and smiled back. He grabbed my hand and locked our fingers. "Thank you," He said with a soft smile. I only smiled back. "Come on, we have to go home and shower," I said as I sat up. He whined but got up.

Third point of View

Jimin stood under the warm water and he let it soak his hair. He always liked to dance. But he was never able to properly learn how to. And now he had an owner who was willing to teach him. She actually let him dance! A smile graced his plump lips. He had only been with her for a few weeks and he had to admit that he grew attached to her. She made him feel warm and safe. Something he hadn't felt in a long time. He felt... loved. He only ever felt love for his mother. But he was taken away from her when he was a Kitten. Y/n was different from all of his other owners. She never hit him. She only did when she would lightly smack him when she was laughing but apologized right after. He grew to learn that was the way she was when she laughed. It was a habit of hers. She smacked whatever was near her and throw her head back in laughter and would also lean all her weight toward whatever is near her too. When she gets nervous she hides her face in whatever is near her.

Jimin smiles as he thinks of her laugh. She was adorable. Jimin finished his shower and got dressed. He brought his towel with him so she could dry off his hair. He could do it himself but why not let her do it for him? She praised him for keeping his hair so clean and would scratch his ears and scalp. Which felt amazing to him. Why would he give up on that? "Y/n! Can you please dry off my hair?" Jimin asked as he entered the living room. He paused for a second as he looked at his owner. There was another hybrid in their home. His home and he didn't like it.

"Y/n who is that?"

I finally updated! Hehehe... Sorry I've been busy and really distracted by two rascals I have at home. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in like two months. I'm going to try my best to work a schedule so that I can properly update on time and such. I also need to convince my brother to let me use his laptop. I'm terrible at working on my phone when writing chapters. I get distracted and my thumbs cramp up. And I get mad when I misspell the words and have to click back and it annoys the living Cheetos out of me. I hope you liked the chapter! So who's the hybrid that our adorable little Mochi found in your home? How did the hybrid enter your house? Who let the hybrid in? Don't forget to vote on the chapter, share with your friends, comment on what your thoughts are on this story and what you think will happen next, and add it to your library! I purple you! 💜💜💜💜💜💜

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