Today we only had to shoot the individual parts of all the members and tomorrow we would shoot the group parts.
The elegant black and white outfits had a different style than we usually used. But I liked the allusion to the transformation from white to black swans.
We were able to shoot some scenes parallel to each other today as long as the rooms were acoustically unaffected by each other.
I had already finished my short scenes in the white outfit and the few scenes in the black outfit that I had together with J-Hope.
Now all I needed was my solo shot.
The team had decided that during this scene they wanted to have a shadow behind me that one of the other members should portray.
And by one of the others they meant Jimin. The idea was to create the same atmosphere as in his solo parts.
So now I was sitting here in the grand hall in front of the main stage, waiting for Jimin to finish his first solo recordings.
That meant I could watch him.
It were the takes where he wore the white suit. I had admired Jimin's dancing many times before, but this time you could see exactly that he was in his element. You could already feel it in the rehearsals, but here on stage, with the special atmosphere and the matching clothes, Jimin's movements were simply magical.
How could one move so controlled and powerful and yet so smoothly?
During the double turn, after which Jimin looked directly into the camera and then dived off, it finally took my breath away. I could see the look on Jimin's face on the monitor next to the cameras.
Unbelievable.
I had goose bumps.
The filming was over far too quickly, despite Jimin's repeated requests for a new run-through to make it even more perfect.
Jimin was about to go and change, after all he still had the part in black ahead of him, when the director stopped him.
"Could you help us with Yoongi's recording for a minute?"
"Ayshh... You're really taking everything out of me today."
Jimin took a big gulp from his water bottle and brushed his sweaty hair out of his face.
The sight made me swallow... hard.
"But I'd do everything for our Suga."
A mischievous grin played around his eyes as he looked over at me.
"Great, we need a shadow."
In the meantime, I had caught up with the two of them and listened to Jimin's instructions on how he was to portray the shadow.
Basically, he was to make a few appropriate dance moves in the light, directly in front of me, and thus cast a shadow on the wall behind me.
...
He was supposed to dance right in front of me.... While I was supposed to concentrate on rapping.
Would my poor heart be able to stand it?
I swallowed again and reminded myself to pull myself together. It had worked well all these years.
Fortunately, the blinding light behind Jimin helped a little to suppress the urge to look directly at him.
Nevertheless, I followed his every move out of the corner of my eye.
"Yoongi, in one take! Good job!"
Cheered Jimin and did a cute little happy dance.
The first take had gone well straight away. I was more than relieved about that.
"Jimin, woaah."
I said, exaggerating and joining in his cheers with a sarcastic undertone.
"To be honest, I can't see anything from here."
I added, somewhat disinterestedly.
What a lie.
I saw how Jimin's blazer shifted with every movement, revealing his skin underneath.
The sight drove me crazy!
"Good work, you two. Let's do another take, a little further in that direction this time, Jimin."
"Got it!"
Great... At the newly assigned spot, I had an even better view of Jimin. I took one deep breath and exhaled.
You are a professional, Yoongi.
Then I was ready to go through with my scene with full concentration.
After the take, I was dismissed for the day.
Luckily!
I had to recover from the mental torture.
I had just finished changing when Namjoon patted me on the shoulder appreciatively.
"Good work today, Suga. Are you heading back to the hotel?"
"I think I'll stay a bit longer."
Namjoon raised an eyebrow in concern.
"Are you sure? Is it because of Jimin? Watch out, Suga. With his recordings, you're an easy target, aren't you?"
He was half joking, half I could hear the seriousness in his voice.
"Oh bullshit... The environment just inspires me and I wanted to take the chance and work in this setting for a bit."
I avoided Namjoon's gaze. I was fully aware that he was right. But it was already too late.
"If you say so."
You could hear quite clearly that he didn't believe a word I said. Nevertheless, he left me alone and went to change himself.
I looked for a place in the large hall where I had a good view of the stage and still didn't disturb the recordings. There I opened my laptop and put on my headphones, but switched off the noise cancelling and only opened the music programme as an alibi.
YES!
I wanted to see Jimin dance.
Madly!
I admitted it.
But that was also something very special here, in this location. It just had something to do with my creative curiosity.
The team had finally finished setting and discussing everything and the first take was shot.
The black attire with the tight trousers, the fluttery glitter shirt and the corset suited Jimin even better than the white blazer. Not everyone could wear that, guaranteed. Jimin was simply beauty personified as he danced there.
The movements were different from the white part. As Jimin rolled and swayed on the floor, I found myself wishing I could touch him. To feel the movement of his muscles under my hands, to lick his skin gently with my tongue. Kissing him deeply... Tasting...
STOP! Abruptly I closed my laptop. The clacking echoed off the walls in the large hall.
"Woah! Yoongi-hyung, you scared me!"
Startled by the unexpected address, I turned my head.
"Jimin?"
I took off my headphones.
Was it just me, or was Jimin constantly catching me off guard like this over the last few days?
"You haven't left yet?"
He asked and sat down next to me in a spectator seat.
"I wanted to use the setting to do a bit of work."
I repeated the excuse I had given Namjoon earlier. Jimin nodded in understanding.
"We'll do one more take to make it perfect. I don't quite like one part yet. Shall we go back together afterwards?"
I just nodded.
"Great!"
Jimin smiled happily and stood up again.
"Watch me, Yoongi-hyung."
He shouted as he jogged back to the stage. I blushed madly at his words.
Fuck...
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Moin :3
The story is slowly picking up speed! From the next chapter on, I've written in the first person perspective from the beginning, so I hope it will be a bit less cringey...In any case, the next chapters got longer and longer as time went on and I'll have to see if I upload them in one piece or in sections... We'll see how it fits :D
Gruß und Kuss
Teacupshi~ <3