would you do a Jimin drabble of him trying to convince his crush to dance with him when they visit during practice?
genre: fluff, non-established relationship, friends to lovers (sorta?)
a/n: i’m sorry this took so long! christmas was so hectic with family and stuff but here it is! i hope you like it lovely! also i left it on kind of a cliffhanger hehe oops-
“You don’t have to stay for me Y/N, you can go home if you want.” Jimin sympathetically smiled as the song finished and you applauded him once again. You threw him his water bottle and his towel, to clean the sweat that was already dripping from his body.
“Are you kidding? To get a private show from THE Park Jimin of BTS, people would think I’m mad to pass such an opportunity.” You teased, laughing at the way he rolled his eyes and how his cheeks turned red at the sudden admiration.
Although Jimin had known you for quite some time now, he swore that his feelings for you grew stronger by the minute. It was these exact moments he cherished, and even though he told you that you COULD go home if you wanted to, he didn’t mean that. He would want to keep you by his side forever if he could.
But technically that would be kidnap and Jimin doesn’t roll that way.
“No but for real, I love watching you dance! It’s so...majestic!” you exclaimed, “Besides I’m definitely learning a thing or two while watching so.”
“Oh really?” He smirked, “Why don’t you join me for the next dance then, smartypants.”
Now it was Jimin’s turn to laugh as your expression went from cocky to plain petrified.
“No no no, you’ve done it now! You’re dancing with me whether you like it or not.” He grabbed both your hands and hauled you up from the floor. He let go of one of your hands to turn the music back on before returning to holding them both again, guiding you to the middle of the dance floor. “Okay now, what you wanna do is, move your hips in a sort of figure-eight movement while letting your arms be free but also in control, like this.”
He proceeded to do exactly what he said, making it look so easy. Whereas you on the other hand…
It wasn’t as easy as it looked. Let’s just put it that way.
You tried to copy what he did as best as possible, trying to make the swirl of your hips look clean and smooth. Except it was nothing like his. One glance in the mirror at yourself, and you realised why the hell Jimin had started to laugh
“Jimin this is way too hard! I can’t do it like you!” You pouted as he covered his mouth to hide the giant grin that was plastered across his face.
“Okay okay, calm down,” he said, wiping his eyes and making his way over to the speaker once again. “Maybe that kinda dance is not your forte?
That’s when Jimin got the greatest idea ever.
“Let me put on something slower? Maybe something like ballroom dancing will awaken your inner dance devil!”
“I don’t know Jimin.” You said uncertainly. “I don’t want you to laugh at me like last time.” As Jimin made his way over to the speaker once again, he spoke “I promise, I won’t laugh at you this time. If you want, I could guide you? It’ll be easier to learn!”
You sighed in dread “Fine, let’s get this over and done with.” As the music started up, Jimin jogged the short way back to you. Gently taking your hand in his and the other hand of his wrapping around your waist, he stared at you for your approval. “Ready?” he questioned.
As soon as you nodded, you both began to dance around the room.
As you moved swiftly around the studio, your vision became focused on the way your feet and legs moved. Your confidence slowly decreased as many thoughts rushed into mind. “Am I doing it right? What if I fall? What if I hurt myself?”
“Y/n.” Jimin’s voice suddenly pulled you out of the daydream. “Don’t look at the floor, look at me. Have trust in yourself, you’re doing great.”
Tearing your gaze away from your feet, your eyes met his beautiful brown orbs, staring at you with so much admiration. You both continued to waltz around the studio, neither one of you refusing to break eye contact not because you were scared it would mess you up but because you literally couldn’t.
The way his mouth pursed in concentration, the way his little baby hairs at the front stuck to his forehead with sweat, every little detail that you hadn’t noticed before became prominent in this very moment.
Did you just fall in love with Park Jimin?
Before you could question your emotions any longer, you could only register the faint whisper of Jimin’s: “I’m gonna spin you now.” before being launched into the rotation and then dipped into Jimin’s grasp.
All the while you were laughing like a lunatic, your brain still not registering what just happened. As you began to calm down, you realised that you were still in the dipping position and that Jimin, who was leaning on top of you, was dead silent.
“What are you looking at-”
