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Jungkook-Dance Competition

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sorry it took so long! hope you like it!

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I had a dance competition coming up and my partner was one of my good friends, Jimin. The dance was actually a little intimate because it consisted of a lot of skinship. But we were friends, so it didn't mean anything. Plus, this competition's theme was romance. We actually got to pick our own partners outside of the program but since Jungkook didn't have time, I asked Jimin and he accepted.

"Fany! You ready?" Jungkook yelled from downstairs.

"Yeah! Give me a sec!" I yell back.

I quickly do some last touches of makeup, hair and made sure everything looked good for my competition. I wore some bold red lipstick and my hair was put up into a bun. My dress was a black laced dress a little above my knees. I admit, it was a sexy dress. I had laced leggings underneath so you couldn't see anything. I wore my black heels as well.

I came down the stairs and Jungkook stared at me with his mouth gaped slightly open. I saw blush creeping up to his cheeks. I giggled sheepishly as I saw him.

"How do I look?" I ask.

I saw him gulp.

"Um, g-great. V-very.... beautiful...and sexy.." He said, mumbling the last part. I heard it anyway. I giggled to myself.

"Alright! Let's go." I beamed.

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We walked into the theater with hands intertwined. We had to separate since I had to go backstage to find Jimin and he had to go to his seat.

"Good luck, baby. You'll do great." He said. He puckered his lips and was about to kiss me until I backed away.

"Woah. I have makeup on. I can't let you ruin it." I say, chuckling.

"But since you don't have any makeup on..." I say and then I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and ran backstage. When I pulled away, I saw a faint lipstick stain on his cheek and I chuckled. I had a gut feeling he was blushing.

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"Excuse me, do you know where Park Jimin is?" I ask one of the staffs.

"Yes. Room 12b." She said, pointing to his room.

"Thanks." I nod and fast walked into the room.

I knocked the door twice. The door flew open revealing a Jimin wearing a see through black shirt that was lacy.

"Yes, how may-" he stopped once he saw me. His eyebrows raised a little. He eyed me from top to bottom and I swear I saw a faint blush that rose to his cheeks.

"F-fany, you look v-very beautiful tonight." He said, stuttering.

"Thank you, Jiminie. You don't look so bad yourself either." I say as I pat his shoulder.

"We should practice a few moves and we'll be on the stage soon." I suggest. He nodded and for a few minutes, we were in the entrance of the stage practicing.

"Kim Estefany and Park Jimin!" The MC announced.

That was our cue. Honestly, I was shaking, but Jimin rubbed my back in reassurance that everything is fine.

The music came on and we danced flawlessly. I believed so. I just realized that this dance got a little too intimate as he kept touching me everywhere. It was part of the dance, so I couldn't hate him. He slid his hands down my legs and lifted me up and spun me around with his arms around my waist.