Jimin growls when he hears his phone start ringing at 7:01 in the morning. He's not ready to wake up yet. He only fell asleep four hours ago, it's not fair. Yet the mean phone does not want to stop ringing with its annoying sound. He exhales on the pillow against his face. That's it- his mind is awake now. He hasn't even opened his eyes and he feels very dizzy as if his mind is spinning.
Maybe I should've gone home after all. Might have slept more.
He turns around to face the ceiling and sprawls himself like a starfish on EunBi's bed. Everything sure was soft and comfortable throughout the night, except his mind wouldn't shut up about Y/N and the possibility of her liking him. His stomach was in a knot all night until he fell asleep.
Finally having had enough with the sound of his alarm drilling his head, he extends his arm to the device sitting on the nightstand and turns it off. He lies back and rubs his eyes sounds of discomfort leaving him every now and then. Finally, he makes up his mind to get up, dressed and go make breakfast with whatever his options will be.
Once he enters the kitchen, however, he's met with you sitting on a chair by the table on munching on some cereal and going through social media on your phone.
"Good morning," you greet him as you take in his image. He looks tired.
"Mornin'," he replies with a groggy voice.
"Did you sleep okay? You look tired."
"Woke up on the wrong time of the sleep cycle," he answers as he heads for the coffee maker and he pours himself a cup.
"Ouch."
"Mhm," he hums sitting down in front of her.
"Won't you eat breakfast?"
"Let the coffee kick in first," he closes his eyes and takes a sip.
You look at him with uncertainty as he hums in the enjoyment of the hot liquid. "We're in no rush anyway," you shrug and take a mouthful of cereal and some milk as you return to scrolling down on your phone.
You and Jimin didn't exchange many words after that. He didn't seem like his usual self- or what you'd come across so far at least- and at some point, you wondered if you'd done anything wrong but that wouldn't be likely so you just assumed it was what he said and left him be. Poking the bear isn't always a good option. However, as he's sitting across from you, you notice him literally dozing off with his head rested on his palm. You can't help yourself at this point,
"Jimin?"
"Yeah?" he turns to look at you.
"Are you sure you wanna practice this early today? You obviously haven't slept enough. So maybe go back inside and get a couple more hours and we can go later, hm?"
He lazily opens an eye to look at you. His vision is blurry and his mind even more. He doesn't want to cut out time from your practice but he's desperate from some extra time with a mattress and a pillow, "You sure?"
"Go sleep," you state and observe as his shoulders slump and he slides away from the table and mutters a 'thank you' before he disappears.
Three hours later and Jimin wakes up once again. Thankgoodness, he's feeling much better. Once he's done washing his face in the bathroom he walks out and heads first to the living room and then to the kitchen in search of you. He finds you in the later room of the house preparing- as it appears to be- sandwiches. His eyebrows furrow in confusion when he notices the lunchbag sitting at a corner of the kitchen table.
"Oh, hey! Are you feeling any better?" you ask him with a smile when you take notice of him, "You certainly look way better than before," you point out while taking his appearance in. He's still in the clothes you lended him to sleep in yesterday but his face looks much more fresher, his eyes looks less tired and the dark spots under them are gone. Signigicant difference is that his hair is all slicked back with water- except that one rebelious strand that decides to hang at the front- and not a messy blonde bird's nest- and that's too light a description.
"Definitely," he nods his head and slowly takes a seat on a chair by the table.
"Since we're gonna be spending a lot of time at the studio- and since I had time to kill- I decided to make some snacks for us," you clarify, after noticing his curious eye roaming the layout of foods and snacks on the table.
"Whoa, great thinking," he sleepily raises a thumb up and you reply with a, "Thank you."
"So, did you really wake up in the wrong cycle or did you not get enough sleep last night?" you question while he sits up to pour himself some hot coffee again.
"Huh?" he exclaims caught off guard.
"Jimin, I know what a sleepless person looks like," you press on and he sighs in defeat.
"I just got caught up in my thoughts. You know when you go to sleep and you start thinking about something and then it gets too much and you get too tensed up to sleep?" he explains.
"Oh, well, were they good thoughts or bad thoughts?"
"Silly thoughts," he deadpans.
"Does it happen often?"
"No, not really."
"That's good. But if anything's bothering you and you'd like to talk about it or just say it to someone, I'm here for you. No pressure though. Whatever you feel like," you give him a shy smile and Jimin looks at you with a slightly quirked eyebrow. As if he wasn't expecting this kind offer to pop up out of the blue. But truth be told, albeit the surprise, it did make him feel a little warm inside.
"Thanks. I'm here for you too," he retorts and your smile grows a bit wider.
"Okay, friend, help me finish these snacks up and then let's head out to the studio because you've a lot to teach me and my body is a slow learner!" You chime and bring your fist in the air whoever in the process of it you knock a sandwich down and all it's contents spill on the floor.
Both of you look down and share a moment of silence before you heave an exhasperated sigh and Jimin chuckles at your reactions, "You remind me of NamJoon Hyung."
"Hey! No! I'm not that destructive!"
"That lettuce on the floor has a different opinion."
"Namjoon wrecked a car's wheel! You can't compare that to a lettuce!"
Jimin snorts on his coffee and nearly chokes on it due to the laughter and his reaction has you cheer up and sulk less about the ruined sandwich. And so with friendly teasing and laughter the two of you make it to the dance studio along with your lunchbag and your extra clothes- there's going to be a lot of sweating.
"I have one question," you ask Jimin after the music stops and Jimin's just finished showing you the choreography- or Eunbi's part- in War Of Hormone, "Or rather several questions but they don't have much to do with the dance."
"Start with the dance one," Jimin says in between deep breaths.
"Why is there so much butt carressing?"
Jimin pauses for a second and looks at you with a dumbfounded face expression, even his mouth is left agape. He's expecting you to bust out a smile or a laugh but your expression is nothing else but serious which somehow makes his laugh so hard he falls on the ground with his whole body.
"I'm sorry what?" after that his laughter became soundless. He's just a body clapping and slapping it's hand on the dance floor.
"What's wrong with my question?" you ask with wide eyes, unsure of why he's reacting like that- but you're not to far away from joining him, if you're honest.
"Please stop," he begs and rolls on his tummy and drags himself closer to you, "Please, please-" he goes out of breath again.
And you remainc silent until he composes himself.
"Woo," he exclaims unce he's gotten himself in a crosselegged position in front of you, "Okay, that's over. I don't know how to answer your question, but I can tell you that we all do that move simultaneously."
"So you're telling me we're going to be on a stage, seven men and a girl, carressing our butts infront of a crowd," you reply. Your voice is deep and it shows terror- or your wide eyes do that. Nontheless, Jimin's face is going red from trying to keep himself from laughing again.
"Stop making this sound ridicoulous," he squeaks.
"I mean the song talks about Hormones," you continue and Jimin bites his lower lip harder, "Jungkook's line is literally yes, i'm a bad boy so I like bad girls"
"What do you want me to tell you? The comptetion's theme is how teens experience love- and admittedly teens are...hormonall," he stammers through all that and the despair in you grows, "Hence the butt carressing as you call it."
"Eunbi owes me big time for this," you sigh and hide your head in your hands.
"Eeeeeh," he sits up and takes your wrist in his hand before he pulls on it, "You've already signed up for it so stop complaining and making it harder than it should be. The other choreos aren't so provocative. You can do it."
"What makes you think so?" you reply sulken.
"I'm your teacher," he giggles at the glare you give him after that, "Now come on follow my step."
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HEEELLLOOOOO!!
how's quarantine treating y'all?
i'm handling it decently. it's not so bad but it definitely could be better.
nontheless i'm not complaining.
I hope all of you are healthy, both physically and mentally.
I know this journey we're all going through can be extra tough on certain people, metally speaking. But you guys remember, everything comes to an end, and so will this eventually. We just have to take the best measures to keep ourselves and everyone around us safe.
Thankfully, BTS and all the kpop groups give us content to occupy ourselves with (because let's be honest, online school isn't a big hit) and we've ways to get through it. I'll try to give you more entertainment through this fic and others, as well XD
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