"Here's your hat," he said as he stared seductively into your eyes.
"Thanks." You awkwardly pull away. "I'll be back in a sec."
You open the door and dial Seokmin's number.
"Y/N! How are you? How's America?" Seokmin eagerly said.
It had been a while since he decided to go back to South Korea to be with his at-the-time girlfriend, Jiyeon, who was going there to study. Your mother had given birth to you and Seokmin in Busan, but moved to California before you turned 4 because she thought there were more opportunities for a better future here.
"America's still America and I'm okay. How's the family?"
Seokmin had married his girlfriend last year, and the wedding was beautiful. 5 months later, she was pregnant. She gave birth to a beautiful little girl and wanted to name her after you.
"We're doing wonderful. So, why the sudden phone call?"
"Um, I don't know how to tell you this. It's hard for me to but...last night Mom had a mini heart attack," you hear him gasp and start panicking. "The doctor said she's going to be fine, but she has to take meds."
"I should go stay with mom for a while right? You're busy with your dancing and I can take a couple weeks off work."
"Can you really? I mean I don't know if I'm asking too much, but it would really help."
"I'll see what I can do. I have to go, [Y/N] is crying. I love you. I'll let you know what happens," he calmly ended the phone call.
"I love you too. Take care of [Y/N]!"
You hang up and let out a big sigh. Your eyes get watery, but you quickly shake it off and return to the room. Out of nowhere, Nala and Talia run up to you and hug you from behind as you opened the door. They were being playful as they know you hate hugs. You tried walking into the room, and you were dragging them with you. Jimin smiled and let out a quiet laugh. Talia let go, patted your shoulder and left, but Nala whispered in your ear before going.
"Jimin just smiled at you. Are you okay?"
You smile and whisper back, "I'm not sure."
Nala lets go of you. "If something awkward happens, let me know!" she shouted as she darted out of the room. Your eyes widened and your face filled with embarrassment. You chased after her as you shouted her name, hearing Blake and Jimin laugh.
"Hell no," you quietly told yourself as you and Jimin watched Blake and her partner sway to the music. They were violently close to each other, their lips almost touching quite a few times. His face kept grazing her neck and her body kept gliding on his. "Grinding, I knew it," you thought to yourself. They ended in a disturbing position, but they were laughing.
"It's just a dance, okay guys? Nothing to worry about," Blake said.
"Did Seongdeuk make his choreography?" Jimin asked.
"Yes. I'm a bit concerned about this dance because like someone had pointed out to me yesterday, it's not really contemporary. But that's what they told us," Blake explained. "Okay," she said as she clapped her hands, "So get into position."
You awkwardly turned toward Jimin, his cheeks burning red. But judging by what the others said about Jimin, he always seemed to take charge. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in closer, maintaining eye contact with you. "Remember. The team needs me to show BTS we're not intimidated by them," you thought. You put your hand on his shoulder and seductively slid it down his back to where Blake had started.
"Guys it's not like there's a line in between you two. Move closer."
Jimin once again pulled your waist, making your hips touch his. You felt his warm breath on your neck and could feel his nose touching your cheek as he looked down at you, still maintaining eye contact. He turned his head to Blake and gave her a thumbs up, signaling that you two were ready.
It's so hard to explain what happened next. So much happened. His hand glided down your body numerous times, you had to lean back on his chest like five times, the list goes on. But something happened that made you laugh on the inside. You could tell Jimin was aroused because when he spinned you and held you in his arms, you could feel his arousal touching your bottom. What happened after is unexplainable. All you remember is when the song ended. Your face was centimeters away from Jimin's. His left hand held your leg up to his waist and his right was on your lower back, inches away from your bottom. Your right hand on his right pec, and your left hand holding his waist. Basically you were both making it hard for the other to leave. He had you in his grasp and vice versa. You just stared at each other, not saying a word as you both tried to catch your breaths.
"Awesome guys! Good job!" Blake broke the silence.
The door swung open and you immediately let go of Jimin. Your body froze as you looked to see who had walked in. It was J-Hope.
He immediately started laughing as he walked over to Jimin. You shrug and rush to your bag to get some water.
You get a phone call and the ringtone fills the room. Even though there were only 4 other people in the room, they were all looking at you. Jimin, J-Hope, Blake, and her dance partner, Julio, all stared at you as you answered the phone.
"Dr. Holden? How's my mom," you whisper into the phone.
"Not good, I'm afraid you need to come right away. She seems to have gone into a coma."
You instantly end the call, pack up your things, and rush to Blake.
"My mom's in a coma I have to go," you whispered to Blake and Julio.
"Go go," she calmly rushes you to the door.
"Uh bye Y/N," J-Hope shouted.
You wave quickly and run as fast as you can.
"Wait! Do you want company?" Jimin stopped you.
You thought about letting him come for a few seconds. You had read online that being around people you like can help you emotionally. Being around good people can help you cope with extreme issues.
"Can you run?"
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dance | park jimin
Teen Fiction"Your bodies collided as you moved your feet to the beat. His hands going places, your hands going places, it was a mess. But, it was the dance, it was your mess. You felt his hands slide down your thighs, almost groping your butt. If only you could...
