Perplexing Simplicities

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"For 5, 6, 7, 8 and spin!"

Jimin's cheerful voice rang throughout the studio as he gleefully conducted his last class of the day.

"Namjoon-ah! Can you please move like an actual human! You're going to crush your poor little Yoongles!"

The latter scowled from where he stood awkwardly in Namjoon's arms. "Don't call me that." he muttered. Jimin of course was nowhere near in hearing range, off scolding another couple for being too touchy.

Namjoon couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, Jimin was having a little too much fun messing with them. He was also having a really hard time not blushing while he held Yoongi very delicately on the waist and his friend glared at him for messing up.

"I can't believe you didn't ask him what type of dance it was..." Yoongi kept grumbling curses at his feet. He knew it wouldn't change anything but honestly, it made it all a little easier.

"Shush." Namjoon already felt bad after realizing five minutes before the class that Jin's farmer's market town square dance probably wasn't gonna be modern hip hop style. He had painfully convinced Jimin to add a little "variety" as he called it, to the class. Luckily, no one seemed to mind, they were all having fun. {except Namgi}

The group spent at least 15 more minutes mastering the waltz, slide, and even one Jimin demanded they learn called the Electric Slide. It was a group dance so there was really no point other than for Jimin's entertainment. It was, quite literally a living nightmare for both Namjoon and Yoongi.

"Alright people, good job today! You can go home now and hopefully shower. Take care of your health everyone!" Namjoon groaned and finally dropped his hands from Yoongi's waist in relief. Yoongi just glared at him as Jimin sashayed over.

"You guys did great."

Yoongi smiled painfully, "Yeah, if Jin's gonna be wearing bulletproof shoes."

Jimin smirked and turned to Namjoon with a gleefully curious face. "Jin? You're going with Jin!"

Yoongi laughed and poked Namjoon. "Sorry."

Namjoon rolled his eyes and gave Yoongi a wide, very fake, very scary smile. "Sorry for what? He's just a friend who I am just doing a little favor for."

Jimin and Yoongi both nodded. "Uh-HUH. Very glad to hear you're finally getting your happy ending Namjoon... What about you Yoongi?"

Yoongi was taken a bit off guard. The fuck, this is supposed to be torture Namjoon time not torture Namjoon and Yoongi together?!

It was hard to ignore the way Jimin was eyeing him. Looking him up and down, wiggling his eyebrow... It was weird.

"Uh," he laughed nervously. "No one, at the moment."

Jimin nodded, smiling. "Good." 

whAt

He grinned wildly at Yoongi before turning and jogging over to his jacket. From the jacket he pulled a small rectangular business card.

Yoongi's heart was thudding really hard as the man returned, extending the card to Yoongi. Yoongi stared for a second before cautiously accepting it. It's not like he didn't want it, it's just... he didn't really. ya know?

Jimin didn't stop there though. 

"Call me... If you ever want to change that, I know a guy." 

And then. Then he winked.

Yoongi wanted to scream.

"Huh... thanks."

He wanted to run and cry in the bathroom because, god did he not need to be reminded that a) he was single and lonely as fuck and b) he was too miserable to change that right now.

"Honestly," Jimin spoke up again, this time to Namjoon who had quietly been dying of laughter on the sidelines, "Do you guys want some extra practice? I usually don't stay after but I'm surprisingly energized right now."

No. It was the last thing Yoongi wanted, to have to stay in this suddenly very small studio with this guy hitting on him who he had no interest in? Let alone dancing on top of it? yikes.

Namjoon, however, shrugged. "I could definitely use it, thanks Jimin..."

Yoongi was weighing his options.

"Uh... I think I'm gonna hit the bathrooms, get some water, I have a bit of a headache from the-" he gestured around the room, as if that was enough to explain, and awkwardly backed out of the room.

Jimin just nodded, smiling as always.

Yoongi didn't hit the bathrooms. Instead, he headed outside. The studio he'd been in was in the back on the second floor so he found himself on the side of the building on the first.

The day was a little sunnier than previous ones, a cool November breeze washing the clouds out of the sky. These were days he liked.

Yoongi glanced around him, observing the studios exterior. It was a tall building, though as far as he knew the studio only occupied the first two floors. In front of him were three doors, spread out evenly across the building's width. The one currently staring him in the face had a large green 'EXIT' sign posted over it.

Glancing to the door on his right, he noticed a colorful sign displaying the company name. It stood out even though the whole door was covered in swirling colors and designs.

J-hope's Dance.

Walking over to the door, Yoongi noticed it was slightly ajar, a song he knew well playing from inside. Letting his curiosity take over, he climbed the stairs outside the studio room and poked his head inside.

The first thing he noticed was the floor, wooden like most studios. Then the walls and the lighting. A brilliantly lit room with surely hundreds of pictures, posters, records and stickers covering every available inch of space. Then, a person. A man in the center of the studio, his back to Yoongi.

The guy was facing the mirror that covered the one available wall and at first Yoongi flinched, thinking he'd been spotted. He was in luck though because the man was so focused, he didn't notice even as Yoongi leaned in, enticed.

Yoongi watched as the stranger moved, every step, every tilt of his head perfectly put together in fluid, careful, powerful motions. He felt the pulse of the music in every flick of the man's wrist and every pound of his foot on the wood floors as he danced his heart and soul away. He couldn't help but notice that this looked less like practice and more like a full-fledged performance.

Yoongi was only pulled out of his trance because he started to gently fall through the door. Also his mouth was open. When did that happen?

Sighing, Yoongi stepped back a little, he still watched the man, but tried not to fixate on him so intensely. Because that was weird.

Suddenly a low buzzing brought his attention to his phone in his pocket. Scared that the man might hear him answer and stop his practice, he quickly pattered down the stairs and headed back for the door from whence he came.

Joon

Yoongi cringed as he picked up the call, realizing he'd probably left Namjoon alone for over ten minutes.

"Sorry sorry I'm heading back now."

"Where were you?"

Yoongi shrugged.

"Just needed some fresh air."

Hey yalllll hope you're liking it so far my loveliesss! It's just getting good okay so just hang in there🥳😛 I'm having so much fun so hit me up some suggestions or guesses or your crackhead crazy weird pervy thoughts because it's nice🤓