BTS Imagines

Jimin ~ Dance Moves

You were a die hard fan of romantic-out-of-the-movies guys and you've always wanted a boyfriend who was both handsome and sweet. But your past boyfriends were far from romantic, they were just sweet to you for a couple of weeks and after that it was as if nothing special happened. That's why no one ever lasted with you because of your high standards. Your friends always make fun of you because of it. It's not really hard to be romantic, you thought. Your exes were just too lazy to put effort in your relationship. You've even tried blind dates too but none of the guys you've met got your attention, they were all the same, boring with no attitude at all.

"Hey.." you said, finding Jimin still waiting for you.

Jimin looked up at you from the floor he was sitting at. You were supposed to meet him an hour ago for your workshop presentation. "You're late. Again." He wagged a finger at you before returning to what he was doing which was listening to music.

"Uh, yeah.. about that." You grinned sheepishly, "My friends set me up with another boring date again. You received my text right?"

"Yeah, I read it. So you went on a date again.." Jimin said, "That's kinda tiring.. on the guy's part." You made a face at him. Yes, Jimin, never misses out on an opportunity to annoy you. You hate him so much because your friends were all crazy for him and they insist that you two look good together like together as boyfriend and girlfriend.

'The more you hate, the more you love' was what they teased you with. Although Jimin, wasn't so bad for a guy. He's fairly cute and good looking. You have a history with him together with your workshop instructor because the first time you two met, you can't seem to get along with each other. You were both on each other's back, always arguing every chance you get but now you were buddies with just a little bit of fighting left at times.

"You didn't crush the poor guy's heart, did you?" He showed you that crooked smile again.

"No. I did not." You replied, sticking your tongue out at him.

"Oh pssh! We all know you did." He sent you that look you used to get really annoyed with but not anymore.

"Shut up." you dropped your bags on the floor and slumped next to Jimin, your supposedly dance partner in your workshop class, "What are you doing?" you asked, craning your neck to see what he was listening to.

"I'm picking a good song for our dance." He replied, turning his head to you, making your faces just an inch apart from each other. You both froze, looking into each other's eyes, his face turned red and he quickly turned away, you heard him mutter something under his breath but you were still too dazed to ask him what it was.

Did he just blush or was it just you, imagining things?

"So.." He hurriedly stood up and stretched a bit before facing you. He avoided your eyes, "Let's start. I have the perfect song right here."

He plugged his phone to a speaker and you both listened to it. Your teacher gave every pair a kind of situation to express in your dance and you two got the theme, boy in love.

You weren't really a good dancer but you weren't bad either. You just know how to move your body with the rhythm the music gave you. Unlike you, Jimin was an expert dancer. He has his own rhythm. When he dances, it's like his body already anticipates his every move, his feet knows just where to step ad his hands fly to where they're supposed to be. Smooth and confident, that was Jimin. You were really glad he agreed to be your partner for this dance when most of your classmates already asked him to be their partner. You and Jimin worked together for the steps and ended up staying at the practice room longer than you expected but it was okay. You were having fun. You enjoyed being here compared to those boring dates you've been to all day.

"And one two.. three four.. five six.. seven and.. eight!" He counted as the two of you danced along to the song. "you got it now?"

"Yeah.. I think." you said.

"Let's try it again from the top." He turned back to the mirror.

"Wait. Ten seconds." You panted. Jimin nodded, giving you permission to have a water break. You grabbed your towel and hurriedly patted your face afterwards before returning to Jimin's side.

"Ready?" He looked at you, strands of his hair sticking to his face.

He was hot. Definitely hot.

"Y-yeah." You awkwardly answered, turning away from him and facing the mirror. You could see him watching you and you wondered what he was thinking in that brain of his.

"5,6,7,8! You're beautiful~ stand on your heels, blow a kiss then slide and point." He sang while instructing.

"Step, step. Cham gwaenchanji anhi uri dul~ three and four and skip, skip. Step back."

"Maennal ireoke~ down and turn, point.."

"Ddo sangsangeul hae~ Now hold onto me, like we're dancing to waltz." He instructed on, you hesitated for a second so he took initiative, placing his hand at the small of your back and pulled you closer.

"And turn." He swept you off your feet like you were cinderella dancing with your prince. "You'll be with me~ With me~"

With the last turn, he stopped, your hands still holding his and his other hand still securing you close to him as he catches his breath. You were lost in a daze, captured by his stare, his shoulders were firm under your touch, your chest rise and fall in sync with his.

So this is how it feels to be swept off your feet..

No one's ever done this to you before nor make you feel like there are fireworks in your chest but this was just a dance practice right? You tried convincing yourself. Why am I getting so attached?

"What?" Jimin let you go. He was red in the face but you weren't sure if it was because of you or because he was sweating so much, "You inlove with me now?" He tried to joke.

"I think so.. Yes." You jump in his arms. Not able to control your feelings anymore, you wrapped your arms around his neck, connecting to him with a kiss. His hands went around you and pressed you tighter to him as you allow his lips to dance with yours. "I like you, Jimin."

"Damn it, y/n! Why do you always mess me up?" He whined cutely, "I like you too."

You smiled, his forehead pressed to yours."I like you.. so much." Jimin found your lips again, trying to get you used to him kissing you, "Will you just relax? Let me."

Kiss.

"Take."

Kiss.

"Over."

Kiss.

"Your body". He smiled between kisses, reaching for your hand, he held it up to his chest, "Don't go to those stupid dates anymore. I'll seriously punish you if you come late again."

08. 22. 2015