Ship: Vmin (V x Jimin)

Perspective: V

Keywords: Jimin always trains his dancing skills. Thinking he’s alone at the studio, he doesn’t notice V, who admires Jimin and wishes to be taught how to dance like him. But V never thought he wanted even more than be a ‚student‘ to Jimin when Jimin suddenly notices him.

I quietly rushed into the dance studio and crouched in front of the window which let you see into practice room. At first I thought he wasn’t there yet but then I heard a door open. He’s there. I crouched down so my head couldn’t be seen through the window and he entered the room. Him. He wasn’t the tallest person, maybe even a bit smaller than me, but he was incredibly attractive. His dark, black hair almost hit his eyes and sometimes he’d run his fingers through his soft looking bangs to keep them out of his face. When he’s really exhausted he’d just stand there with his mouth – and oh god his lips look incredibly soft – open and look around, standing still. In moments like that I could inspect his body in every detail. His strong thighs, his muscular arms and his firm hands. He comes here almost everyday, only on weekends he’d pass. I love watching him practice. From his swift movements to his athletic stunts. I really admire him, I could never do something like that even if I’d practice as much as him. But it’s okay, as long as I can watch him. He starts stretching and I start focusing. Then he starts a choreography. I’ve seen him practice this choreography almost everyday and yet it still doesn’t bore me. When he suddenly tries to flip, I gasp. He had never done something like that before but yet he was able to do it. I stood on my tiptoes to look at him even better but I lost balance. Usually I’d catch myself but I was too focused on his new element and so I fell back. I hit a chair that was standing behind me, which started screeching from the pressure that pushed it back. Oh no. I hope he didn’t hear that. Panicked, slowly looked up again to see into the room – but it was empty. Where did he- „Woah, who are you?“ a voice asked. I looked up to my right and saw a figure. Not only a figure but his figure. „What are you doing?“ he asked me again. He didn’t sound angry but kinda confused. „I- I just..“ I started to stutter. Now I could not come back to watch him and even worse he’d probably start disliking me if he found out that I stalked him during his practices. He smiled softly. „It’s okay,“ he held out his hand to me „stand up first.“ I little bit insecure I took his hand. It was warm and soft but still strong. I didn’t want to let go but I had to. „Thank you.“ I said embarassed, looking at the ground. „So, were you watching me or what were you doing?“ He asked. „I.... kinda, I guess?“ I slowly looked up and met his gaze. Oh no, I can’t take this. His eyes are really beautiful and if I keep staring at them I can’t stop myself. I wanted to flee as soon as possible so I started blabbering really fast. „I’m sorry, it won’t happen again, you were really great and I admire you so please don’t hate me.“ I wanted to start rushing away but he held me back. He chuckled a bit. „Don’t worry, everything’s alright. I don’t mind you watching me and I am not going to hate you. In fact, if you really admire me, I could try to teach you a little bit of my dancing. Please don’t run away from me.“ How can he say that so kindly and then expect me be calm? But if I screw this up, he might think I’m weird. „Y-yes, thank you, that’d be really kind.“ That was all that I brought up. I smiled even a little bit. „Great, then let’s start.“ He held out his hand again. „I’m Jimin. And what is your name?“ I took his hand again, kinda happy that I got the chance to feel his warmth again. „I’m Taehyung. Your name sounds really nice.“ Did I really just say that? Jimin giggled a bit, he sounds really cute, and then said „Thank you! I really like your name aswell, Tae.“ Tae? I can feel myself blushing at the thought that he already gave me a nickname. „So let’s go!“ Jimin smiled brightly and then started taking me by my wrist to drag me to the practice room. For half an hour he taught me the basics of dancing. Sometimes he got extremely close to me and I felt like my head would explode from the heat. I don’t even want to describe what it felt like to be touched by him. At the end of the practice I was lying on the ground, my forehead being basically like the Niagara Falls, especially because my bangs were lying on it. I sat up because Jimin crouched next to me. His hand slowly reached to my forehead and my bangs out of my face. I was too surprised and exhausted to react. So all I did was smile at him. And he smiled back. „Hey.“ He said even more calmly. „Wanna go on a date tomorrow?“ My heart started to beat faster. „Yes.“