AN: Enjoy!

Jinki watched as Taemin easily swung his hips around as they danced at their concert. He was still nervous beyond all belief as they headed into their next song. He was slightly on edge about dancing to the next song.

Normally he wouldn’t care, but for some reason, he didn’t want to make Taemin think that he didn’t know how to dance at all. He bit his lips as he started to do the dance moves, hoping he didn’t screw up. 

He was a professional! He could do this! 

The dance?

The Macarena.

Jinki sighed quietly to himself as Taemin came over to him, all while swinging his hips and dancing cutely and confidently to the music. His tiny maknae could probably see the discomfort in his eyes because soon Taemin was smiling as he pulled away from his mic for a moment. “Follow me hyung!”

Like that, they were off in their own little world, Taemin shaking his body as they moved in sync with one another on stage. Suddenly, he didn’t feel the fear or discomfort anymore. With their dancing machine teaching him privately about what to do, he laughed and giggled along with Taemin as they danced by themselves.

Taemin’s smile made him more confident and he broke into his own strut, letting the music take over him. He knew their band mates were approaching and Taemin grabbed his hand, smiling brightly.

Often times, as long as they were with each other in their own little world, he didn’t mind getting dance lessons. Because in the end—he always got to see Taemin’s cute smile in return.