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Dance Practice Jimin

Warnings: None

Genre: fluff

Summary:You really love Jimin, and he does too. But what's more important is that his family, the members, also love you.

Word count: 690

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Jimin practicing means hours of being alone and him working.

He starts early in the morning and comes home, practically, the next day.

Today, once again, he had to record and learn a new choreography. He seemed pretty relaxed this morning, so that meant he wouldn’t overwork himself, much.

I had a day off, so I decided to join him.

He went on with his program, I was sat in a corner watching him and talking a bit with the rest of the members.

Jimin had finished recording and joined me on the couch, softly pecking my lips and gave me a small smile, before talking with Namjoon, about the new songs.

After around a while, we moved to another room, where Jimin started the dance practice with Jungkook for the part they shared.

Jin joined me, relaxing after he finished recording his own part.

“Hello, little one, are you bored?” He always called me that because I’m shorter than Yoongi and Jimin.

“Hello, Jinnie, I’m not bored, I’m watching Jiminie” I always called everyone by their nicknames, not caring to use any honorifics.

“Right” he simply shrugged and laid back to relax his sore back.

I just sat there, watching Jimin and Jungkook dance. Jungkook wasn’t sure about a part and had left to find their teacher, who was helping Hoseok at the moment.

Jimin stayed in the room practicing his part over and over, the music filling the room, stopping and starting again.

Jimin had learned his part, but needed time to make the moves look less stiff.

Jimin was focused on the dance, staring at his reflection in the mirror, his tongue sticking out only a little, his face forming a small ‘o’. He always puts so much passion in his dance and has so much talent, his moves perfectly timed with the music playing in the background.

As all my focus was on him, I barely heard Jin’s chuckle coming from next to me.

I turned to look at Jin, a little confused, expecting to see him scrolling through his phone.

I was met with a smiley Jin, the stupid smile of a 12 year old, spread all over his face. He stared right into my eyes, still smiling.

“Wipe that stupid grin from your face, it’s annoying me” I fake snapped.

He wiggled his eyebrows at me and nagged my shoulder with his.

“What do you want?” The music was still playing in the background and Jimin was too into his dance to pay attention to anything else.

“God, you’re so cute” He let his head fall back. He saw my confused expression and continued quickly.

“You were staring at Jimin” He exclaimed.

“So?” I cut him off.

“You had a look on your face, like, I can’t describe it, but it’s like you were looking at something perfect, you were admiring him, with a small smile and wide eyes. It’s so cute” He squealed.

I blushed hard at his words.

“Stop Jin” I whined.

“No seriously, I could be talking about it for hours, it looked so genuine. Now that’s what we call whipped.” Jin had a teasing tone on his voice.

I looked away, trying to ignore him, focusing on Jimin.

“Ah there it is again!” He pointed at my face and I pretended to bite his finger.

He quickly withdrew it away from me, but still had the teasing smile on his face.

“Seriously (y/n), I’m glad you actually admire Jimin so much.” Jin said.

“Look, Jin, Jimin is a person I don’t only admire, but love dearly and I thought you knew it already. I want Jimin to be happy, I want him to enjoy his life without worrying about anything, I want him to take care of himself, to not overwork and starve himself. Do you understand me?” I rambled without realizing.

“Of course sweetie, I already knew it but I’m glad I can see it and have proof.” He chuckled and pulled me in a hug.

Jimin noticed us through the mirror and smiled at the fact that his family accepts and loves me as much as he does.