Little Dancer (Jimin BTS, Park Jimin, BTS Jimin)

Let Me Know

I left the studio. I didn't go in. I didn't want to go in, not with her there. I just wanted to go home. I wanted to go home and talk to someone, confide in someone, considering I don't have Jordan anymore...

I walked along the cold path and pulled out my phone. It rung a few times before they picked up.

"Yeobosaeyo?"

"Yoongi?"

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned. "Can you not find her?" He asked, more concerned than the last question.

"No, I found her, but im coming home." I replied bluntly

"Without her?" He asked.

"Yes. Without her." I answered back pretty sharply. I breathed out heavily to calm myself down. "I just...I just need to talk to you. Please?"

"Yeah, sure." He sighed down the phone.

I hung the phone up and quickly walked the short rest of the way that I had left.

I entered the dorm swiftly and rushed to Yoongi's room, ignoring everyone's questions. I opened the door, slightly out of breath. He was sitting down in his bed, on his laptop. I just stood there and started to cry. "Jimin." He said rather frustrated as he closed his laptop and made space for me. I sat down next to him as i wiped my eyes with my sleeve. "I can't help it." Yoongi sighed as he tried to comfort me. "I don't understand, like, I know it was an accident, as everyone keeps telling me. But, i'm scared it won't be the same anymore. I know I haven't really made any effort, I nearly did, I nearly walked into that dance studio...But I didn't. I also can't see me and Tae being the same, as much as I want to, because he means a lot to me, you know that...I never wanted someone to come between us. What if she doesn't even want to be with me anymore. Because I realised she hadn't made any effort to talk to me, maybe she doesn't love me like I love her.." I said trailing off, starting to cry again. "Okay well, that's bullshit, and we both know it. She loves you, loads. I hardly know her but I can see it. The way she acts around you, the way she looks at you...it's obvious." I sighed at his words. "About her not wanting to be with you anymore... I can't see that ever happening either, but if that is the case, she needs to let you know. Because it's not fair on you. And the same if you feel that way about her." He said wisely. "Of course not!" I shouted back in defence as I threw my hands over my face. "You know what would help?" He asked picking up his laptop again. "A song." He said smirking. "Yoongi please, im not in the mood for listening to music right now.." He cut me off. "No, not listening. Writing." I stayed still for a minute. "It will help you get your feelings out." He said typing away on his keyboard. "I guess." I said agreeing with him

After hours and hours of writing, re-writing, choosing everyone's parts, we finally had a decent song. "I like it." Yoongi said. "You would, you produced it, you like everything you produce." I said laughing slightly. "Don't you like it?" Yoongi said slightly offended. "I don't know.." I said looking away. "I think we should record it. Now. Im going to get the boys together." He said standing up. "Why now?" I asked worn out. "Because all the emotions are still fresh inside of you and it'l sound so much better if your feelings come through." He said walking towards the door and opening it for me. I groaned in response. "Come on." He whined, he sounded quite excited. "I feel used." I said half jokingly, standing up and walking out the door.

We got the boys together, they all sounded pretty excited about this new song as much as Yoongi was. I'm pretty sure I was putting a downer on everyone's mood. We were just about to leave but then I realised. "Guys" I started. "We can't go to the studio." I said stopping in my tracks. "Why?" Everyone chorused. "Because. Jordan's in the hall, dancing." I said playing with my fingers. "We'll walk past fast." Suga said yanking my arm and rushing me out of the dorm.