Birds of a Feather | j.jk ✔️

Lies

A/N: Don't be fooled by the cute gif. You're in for a ride. ;) 

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Daewon (11:00pm): Hey, I know its late, but I might've found a buyer for the game.

You (11:03pm): What?! OMG, that's crazy! Who is it?

Daewon (11:05pm): I don't want to get your hopes up. I'm going to talk to them tomorrow. :)

You (11:07pm): :)

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Jia walked into the studio. Jimin was already there, as always. He wore a black tank top and gray sweatpants, his hair pushed back. 

"Hey," he said. 

Jia's face was a thin line. Her mouth, her eyes, her jaw, everything was focused on some far away object. She didn't say anything as she plugged in her phone and turned on the music. 

"Everything okay?" he asked. 

Jia shook her head, but started the routine anyway, her steely gaze cutting through the mirror. Despite her obvious distress, she hit each move perfectly and hit every beat perfectly. Her movements were sharp, cutting the air like her bones were blades.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, joining in the routine, fluidly following her steps. 

"Not really," she finally said, her voice deep and husky, as if it were barely there. "Let's just dance."

The song switched to the duet they had practiced a few days before. Jimin hesitantly placed his hand on Jia's waist, feeling as she danced underneath his touch. Something felt different from the first time they'd danced this song. Jia's body was against his in every way. Her waist against his hand. Her back against his chest. Ass against thigh. 

"Jia..." Jimin breathed out as she pirouetted away from him. He caught her hand at the last moment, as the choreography dictated. Her fingertips dug into the skin of his palm, as if he were her only lifeline. 

He spotted the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, but before he could say anything, her lips connected with his. 

Jimin would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about this before. The way her lips would feel against his, the firm way her hips felt as his hands gripped them tightly. He turned her around and pushed her against the mirror, her hands roaming up his body and into his hair. 

Jimin's thoughts wandered onto the fact Jia had a boyfriend. Neither of them were stupid, they both had felt the attraction between them, a thin bolt of electricity they both had chosen to ignore. 

"Stop," Jimin said. "You have a boyfriend."

She looked up at Jimin, her eyes heavy and her lips slightly swollen. 

"He cheated."

Jimin's eyes widened. He took in the girl who refused to meet his gaze. There was part of him that knew he was probably just be a rebound, just someone to kiss the pain away. But, most of him didn't care.

"He's an idiot then."

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