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"PARK JIMIN!" The choreographer yelled.

Jimin hissed, rubbing his elbow where it had hit the floor.

"You don't seem concentrated Jimin, you do realise the MV shooting is tomorrow and you have to get this down." Said the choreographer in a voice that seemed barely calm.

"I'm sorry Choreographer-nim." Jimin mumbled as he stood up.

"Get a grip Jimin." Said the man sternly.

The dancer nodded, ignoring the worried glances he was getting from his two band mates.

He sighed, running a hand through his sweaty hair and going over the choreography again.

They practiced for hours on hours, Jimin's muscles slowly going numb.

He saw his two dongsaengs starting to grow tired and made sure to cheer for them though he was probably in a worse state then they were.

After all, they were both tall and fit.

How lucky they were with their perfectly symmetrical faces and well proportioned body.

How he would have loved to be like them when he watched their three figures dance in the reflexion of the mirror.

After he was done with his practice, he headed to the studios for his late practice.

His mouth stinging slightly when the wrong lyrics left his lips.

He hated this.

He hated that he had had to change the pronouns for this song he had worked so hard for with the man he cared for so deeply.

How cruel of the world to make him lie to his fans and the people who looked up to him.

It felt so weird, it always had, acting all lovely dovy with female fans and stating how he would like his dream girl to be.

It left a small pain in his heart that had slowly numbed after a couple of months, but now it just hurt.

Because his mind was clouded with a certain blond boy even though he was winking at the mirror of the dance studio that would later be an ocean of young girls.

It was so frustrating, and...wrong.

A/N:

good luck with your exams if you have any!