Again, sorry about the long times between postings. Bad case of writer's block so I'm wracking my brain to try to get it going. Parts: all found here
WARNING: Mature content
After dinner Jungkook and I are doing dishes. He sighs. "I'm not sure how I got conned into helping you." "I didn't con you into anything. It was your turn to do them and I volunteered to help. So you're very welcome. Young people are so ungrateful." He nudges me with his elbow. "I'm not ungrateful, thank you for your help." "That's better. You need to learn to be polite. Can I ask you something?" "What?" "Are you shy around girls?" He gets a "deer in the head lights" look on his face. "Why?" "Because when I first introduced myself you were an awkward little turtle." He gives me a weird look. "Turtle?" "Quiet, closed off. You were an awkward turtle." He nods slowly. "I see." "So are you?" "You really don't know anything about us do you? You've never watched interviews or anything?" "Nope." "Why?" "I didn't want to expect anything. I didn't want to have any false ideas based on them. I wouldn't know which parts of your personalities were legitimate and which were an act." He nods. "Makes sense." "I will say that I've seen award ceremonies, I've seen you be awkward on those too. Not so much with girls, but just in general." "I'm about ready to fire you from your dishwasher job." "It's not a bad thing." I look at him and smile, I wait until he looks me in the eyes before I talk. "It's actually pretty cute the way you get distracted or embarrassed. You're a bit ditzy sometimes, but it's cute. You still look very handsome and dignified in those suits you wear." His eyes grow wide and he blushes. He immediately looks down and scrubs a bowl to a point that I swear he's going to break it. I laugh. "I knew it. You're very shy around girls." He stops scrubbing, but doesn't look up. "So you were joking?" I look at him again and he turns his head a little to look at me. "Oh no, I meant every word. You're absolutely adorable. I mean, if I weren't with Hoseok-" "Stop!" I laugh even harder. I can barely stand up, his reactions are too great. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! You're going to hate me by the time the last plate dries. I just couldn't resist. Yes, I'm joking. You're a good looking kid, but I'm certainly not interested in you that way. Don't worry about that." He breathes a sigh of relief. "Promise?" "Cross my heart." "Good. You're pretty, but-" He stops himself mid-sentence. He gently puts the plate he's scrubbing down and attempts to quickly walk away. I grab his arm. "Hold on there bud! I'm not doing these by myself!" "I'll tell Taehyung to help you!" "He's not going to want to." "I'll tell Jimin!" "He won't either." "Then Yoongi!" I pull his arm and get him back in front of the sink. "I wanted you to help me!" "You're strong." "Yes I am. I also don't care if you think I'm pretty. Thank you for the compliment. It's absolutely appropriate and you don't need to feel weird for thinking that or saying it. You can think a friend," I get a stupid smile on my face. "Or an older sister is pretty. That's just fine." He makes some weird humming noise. I gently smack him on the back of the head. "Stop being uncomfortable. You're starting to make me feel awkward too. Oh, and sorry about the soap in your hair." I wipe my hand on a towel and reach up to brush some of the bubbles off. He flinches, but surprisingly, he doesn't jump out of the way. "See? Girls aren't scary." I go back to doing the dishes and he slowly picks up the plate he was cleaning. "I guess not." "You don't need to be so afraid of them. Being shy is one thing, that's very normal, but being absolutely terrified by them isn't exactly healthy. Well, in my opinion. They're people, nothing to be so frightened about. Am I scary?" He shakes his head. "No. You're not. You're nice." "There's lots of nice girls out there for you to know and be friends with. So don't shy away from coming out of that turtle shell. You're very pleasant and fun to talk to so you shouldn't hide that away." He nods and smiles a little. "I'll try." "Good." Hoseok comes walking in holding his phone. "Guess what I found." He's nervous. "What'd you find?" "A short article about us at the beach." "Oh god." Jungkook questions my reaction. "What's wrong with that?" "Nothing hun. No worries. I'll be right back." "Alright. I'm washing them slow until you get back though. I'm not doing them all by myself." "You're kinda lazy." "Just want to finish our conversation. I'm hardly lazy." "Aren't you just a sweetheart. Fine, go slow and I'll be back in a few." I walk out into the hallway with Hoseok. "Did you read it?" "No." "Why not?" "I didn't want to read it by myself." "Well get on with it." We read it and the pictures are decent. There's some of him carrying me, some of us walking, us building sandcastles, me talking to Jina. All normal stuff. Luckily there's none of our kisses or that night. That'd be mortifying. He sighs. "Seems fine." "Thank the lord. It's all okay. Everything is alright. I swear my heart stopped for a few seconds when you told me that." "How do you think I felt when I found it?" "Well, I'm going to go back and do the dishes." "Hold on for a second. What were you two yelling about earlier?" "Oh. He was trying to get away from me and get someone else to help." "Why?" "I was messing with him." He gets a look on his face that shows his sympathy for the boy. "What'd you do?" "I told him he was cute and that he looked handsome in the suits he wears at award shows. That he looks awkward and ditzy, but still adorable." "You told him that!" "Yeah. He was avoiding my question about whether he was shy around girls so I was testing him." "I don't care about that. He's obviously fine now. I can't believe you said those things to him." "Why?" "You told him he was cute and handsome!" "Yes and then I told him he's a good looking kid, but I'm not interested in him like that and not to worry." "Still." "It was a joke." "But-" I grab his face and pull him to me. I kiss him deeply and he sinks into it. We exchange a few before I remember where we are. I pull away. "Not the place for this." "I know." "Plus I told him I'd be right back." He runs his fingers through my hair. "Leaving me for another man. You're so cruel." "And you're dramatic and a good actor. I'll find you when I'm done doing the dishes and we'll see what happens." He rests his forehead against mine. "I'll be patiently waiting my love." I put my hand on his chest and move him away. "You are so cheesy." He talks as I walk away. "But you love it." I shake my head. "Shut up." ... I stretch a little. "I hate doing dishes. Kills my back. Not so bad when I have company though." He smiles. "I completely agree." Taehyung comes walking in. He looks like he's dying to ask me something as he stands facing me. I'm surprised he's waiting for me to address him. "Did you need something?" "Hoseok says you like anime." Jungkook attempts and fails at holding in a laugh. I turn and point at him. "Don't judge me. There's nothing wrong with it." Taehyung grabs my shoulder to face him. "So you do!" I sigh. "Yes I do." "Do you like shonen?" "That's actually my favorite genre." He jumps up and down a little. "Come play a video game with me!" "What one?" "J-stars!" I get a little excited. I've been wanting to try it before. A fighting game of just anime characters sounds awesome. The game play I've watched looks amazing too. "You have that game!" "Yes! Come play! I unlocked all the characters and everything!" Jungkook starts laughing. "I'm going to go while you two fan over anime." I wave him off. "Go right ahead." Taehyung grabs my hand. "Let's go! Hurry up!" He pulls me to where they have a Playstation. He's already got the game set up. We sit on the floor and he hands me a controller. "Have you played this before?" "No, but I've really wanted to. A friend had it, but sold it before we had a chance to play together." "That sucks. It's really fun. I'm so happy someone else likes anime!" He's practically shaking from excitement. "I'm surprised no one else likes it." "Just me. It's a lonely life." "You've got a strange way of saying things sometimes." "Pay it no mind, now pick a character. Just so you know, I'll judge you by whoever you pick first." There's some pressure. I look through the characters. I gasp. "Killua! Oh and I can pick a helper? Cool. I'll pick Kuroko, I might need a miracle or two to beat you." I look to him and he's staring at me with great intent. His eyes are narrowed and he looks like he's seriously judging me. "Those okay?" "Yes!" He throws his arm around me and half hugs me for a moment. He let's go and I'm caught off guard. "I didn't know they were such good choices." "Yes. You picked a more random anime. Not Naruto or Bleach. Killua is more of a side character, which means you actually watched Hunter Hunter. Otherwise you'd have just picked Gon. Plus you picked Kuroko, a sports character, that's cool by itself. However, you also knew he was from the generation of miracles. You know your shonen. I really respect you." I laugh. "I'm glad I earned your respect. Now be prepared to get your ass kicked the moment I figure out this game." "We'll see about that. I'm an expert at this." "And I've been playing video games since you were in diapers. Hurry up and start." ... "Congratulations Taehyung. You were quite the foe. I'd be willing to bet you won at least half of those." "You are a worthy nemesis yourself. I'd have never expected you to win that many. I had to work hard to win the ones I did. By the way, you can go ahead and call me Tae. It's shorter." That's so sweet. "Sure. I'll call you Tae then. My hands hurt though and I'm pretty sure we've been playing for over thirty minutes; so I think it's time to call it quits." "Sitting on the floor like this without moving for so long made my butt numb." I laugh. "Mine too. You're so straight faced sometimes. It's contrasting to a lot of what you say." "That's what people tell me." "You're very interesting." "You as well. I'm glad you're here. Like I said, you're fun. So hurry up and move here." "Soon enough, soon enough. It'll be in a blink of an eye." "Doubt it. But I'll be waiting. I need someone to watch anime with." "Well, you can always text me and we can talk about anime. Except text me from your phone if you do. You shouldn't go through Hoseok's phone. Actually, could you stop going through everyone's phone? I'd hope by now you've learned your lesson with that." He looks down with wide eyes as he remembers. "I have. I definitely have. I haven't done that since." "I've noticed. I wasn't getting cryptic messages anymore so I figured you'd stopped. You grew up, huh?" "I'd like to think so." "You have. Even though you still watch cartoons." He laughs. "So do you!" "I know. I'm not exactly the most mature, but I can give you a hard time simply because I'm older." "I'll let it slide, but just this once." "How gracious." There's a knock on the wall and we look back. Hoseok is standing there. "Mind if I steal her?" Tae goes stone faced. "Yes. I do mind. We were talking and you interrupted us very rudely." "How is knocking rude?" "Because you're taking her." "Get over it. Boram come on, he's fine." I look at a disappointed Taehyung. "Sorry kid, you heard the man. We'll just have to play another time." "Yeah, yeah." He lays down on the floor. "Just leave me here. I'll be absolutely fine. Don't worry about little old me. I'll live." He forces out a long exasperated sigh. I reach out and ruffle his hair a bit. He sighs a little. "Do that again and I may be willing to let you leave." I ruffle it again. He hums. "Again." "Really?" He nods. I ruffle it again. I think he just purred. "One more time." "Tae!" "That's it just one more." I ruffle it for a good five seconds. He purrs again and sighs. "Payment received. You are free to leave." "Thank you very much." I stand up walk over to Hoseok and he pulls me down the hallway a bit. He stops and wraps his arms around my waist. He pulls me close and kisses me a few times. I pull away slowly, he's still holding me though. "Once again, this is not the place." "I know, I know. These guys keep taking you from me though. I don't like sharing." "I'm not a toy. I'm a person and I like spending time getting to know them." He groans. "I get that. I just want you to myself, that's all." "I'm well aware of this. I can't help it if they all want my attention." "You're too damn likable. Stop it." "I'll get right on that." We look as we hear a familiar giggle. "Whoops! My bad!" Hoseok backs off. I can feel my cheeks burning as I clear my throat. "Can we help you?" Jimin's looking at the ground with a grin on his face. "Not really, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just came to borrow you from Tae. I see he beat me to it though." "Yes I did. Too bad for you." I smack his stomach a little with the back of my hand. "What did you need to borrow me for?" "Nothing in particular. Just a random request. Would you do something for me?" "What are you being so mysterious for? Sure, I mean, I guess-" Hoseok covers my mouth. "Don't agree so quickly. You don't even know what he wants." I pull his hand away. "Don't worry so much. I don't think he's asking anything bad. I mean, look at that face. He's pretty innocent looking." "If you only knew. You're far too trusting." Jimin smiles sweetly. "I am innocent." He walks over and puts his arm around me and starts walking. "And she agreed, so I'll give her back later." He walks me down the hall, turns a corner, and opens a door. "This is your bedroom isn't it?" "Yes it is. What gave it away? Was it the bed?" I laugh. "You're getting funnier by the minute." "Good. I'm really trying to figure out your humor. Turns out you like sarcasm and being a smart ass." "I do. Anyway, why exactly did you bring me to your room?" "To show you something." I sigh. "Stop being ambiguous. It's filling my head with a bunch of possible requests that make me think you're not as innocent as you claim to be. Just tell me what it is that you want so I can decide if I'm going to leave or not." He giggles as he walks into his room. He has such a cute giggle, it's adorable. Why is this kid so damn adorable? "I didn't know you'd think of me that way." "I don't. But there's still the possibility of you asking me something inappropriate." "I bet you're picturing it in your head though, aren't you?" Well after you say that I am! It's like saying dog to someone. They're obviously going to imagine a dog! He gasps a little with a huge grin on his face. "You're blushing! You're actually picturing it! Wow! That's awesome!" "Oh my god, is this all you wanted you little pervert! You wanted to subliminally make me think of that!" I turn back to the hallway and he grabs my arm. "No that's not what I wanted, I just seized the opportunity as it presented itself. Sorry. Please don't leave, I swear I'm not going to ask you to do anything indecent." He looks so apologetic. I hate how baby faced he is, it makes it hard to say no. At least I've found out he's not as pure as that face makes him seem. I turn around. "Fine. I obviously wouldn't even if you did. So don't bother." He quickly slides his hand down my arm and grabs my hand, he pulls me into his room and stands me in front of his bed. "Sit down." "Would you tell me what you want. You're doing this on purpose. You're making me think the worst things on purpose. You really are a little pervert aren't you?" He pouts a little. "Don't say that. I'm not trying to do anything of the sort. I'm a bit disappointed in how you're thinking." He's kind of creepy. He's nice and seems to mean well, but he's still kind of creepy. He's a tiny bit deceptive too. I can usually read people, but I'm having a tough time with him. He smiles. "You're staring at me. You haven't said anything for about thirty seconds now." He lifts up our hands. "You're still letting me hold your hand too." I pull my hand away. "You're a little snake!" "And you can't tell what I'm thinking." He's an enigma. I seriously can't tell with his face looking as sweet and adorable as it does. "I'm going to kick your ass in ten seconds if you don't stop." "You won't though because you don't know if I'm tricking you or not." "Tell. Me. What. You. Want." "Sit down." "No." "Yes." "I'm not going to until you tell me." He shoves me so I fall on the bed. His smile fades a little to a more normal, less sweet one. He rolls his eyes. "Just sit down. I'm not going to do anything. I'm just messing with you." I sit up. What is with him? He sits next to me and pulls out his phone. "I want you to watch a couple videos of me dancing. That's all." "I've seen you dance in music videos. You're just fine." "That's choreography. I want you to see what I do on my own. I haven't posted these online. I just wanted someone's opinion. You'll be honest right?" "How honest?" "Brutally." "Okay. But don't get mad or sad." "I won't." He hands me the phone. "There's quite a few. They're not super long though." "That's fine." I watch them, there was probably ten or so. Each one lasted about a minute or less. All were hip-hop style. "So what do you think?" "Well, you lack a little bit of expressiveness. You seem like you focus a little too much. When you do choreography in videos or live performances you seem fine, so I'm not sure what's up with that. You're not insecure or unsure of yourself, your confident in your dancing. You just, aren't being expressive. Both in your facial expressions and a lot of your movements." "Seriously?" "Yeah. I'm just being really picky though. Remember how intense I looked when I was dancing in that first video? The look on my face was intimidating right? Like Tae said." "Yeah." "It was expressive." "You were pretty expressive in the second one too." "Shut up." "No, I mean it. Your looks seemed really provocative. It wasn't a negative comment." He didn't giggle so I guess he was being serious. "Then I suppose that's another example." "Yeah." He smiles. "The rest of you was pretty provocative too." I punch his arm. "No hitting! That hurt!" "You deserved it." "Okay, I did. So was there anything else?" "Let me watch them again and I'll pause it if I see something specific." "Alright." We watch them and I make a few comments. "Thanks for watching these. I hope it wasn't a waste of your time." "Of course not. I enjoyed it. But I'm not a professional you know. I really don't know why you want my opinion. It's kind of worthless when I'm nothing special. I'm just a mediocre dancer compared to a professional." "Your opinion is far from worthless. You have talent. I just don't think you've developed that talent as far as you could. I think you have immense untapped potential." I sigh and fall backwards onto the bed while my legs dangle off the edge. "Is that so? I'd like to believe that, but I think you're just being overly kind." He falls backwards so he's lying down too. "I wouldn't lie and give you false hope. That'd be hurtful. I may like to tease you, but that'd be going too far." "Do you mean that?" "I really do. You have a natural eye and you're perceptive. You can see what's good and what isn't, and you can give a precise reason as to why you feel that way." "I gave you one opinion and some comments. That's hardly enough to make the grandiose assumption that I have immense untapped potential." "I can tell. Those comments were really specific and you saw them, made me rewind, explained what you thought was off, and made me rewind again so I saw it. You're like an actual instructor." "I taught dance for several years. That's why." "Seriously!" "Yeah. I said I was taught ballet remember? I taught that at the same studio when I was sixteen until I was twenty-two." "Seriously! Was it a good school?" "Yeah. It was well known amongst the US dance competition scene. I never did competition, but they were excellent in all the styles they taught. It wasn't the top studio and it wasn't on a reality show, but the teams regularly took first in competitions against those schools." "That's amazing." "I guess. It was just a side job. I only did it for fun." "That doesn't matter. It's still really cool. So you were a professional." "In a sense. I never taught any students for competition though." "So what? You were a professional. Do you have any videos of your ballet?" "Do you honestly care about that?" "Yes." He's without a doubt serious. "I do. I have a couple from my senior year. Like I said before, I can't remove them since I can't get back into the account no matter how hard I've tried." "Show me." "Okay." I show him the four videos I have and he watches intently. "Did you choreograph those?" "All but the first." "I see what you mean by expressive. That was beautiful. You're extremely graceful and it all looked so meaningful." "Wow. I didn't think they were that amazing." "You don't have the typical shape for a ballet dancer, but you looked absolutely perfect nonetheless." "You mean I wasn't a stick." "Yes, basically. Your muscle was less slender so your legs were more curvy." "You mean I have big thighs." "Yes. Not a bad thing though! You have a larger chest too so it's proportionate!" I sigh. "Just be quiet. I know I didn't fit the ideal. I was reminded every time I looked at other dancers." "You still looked amazing when you danced. You looked really classy." "I don't think I've ever been called classy." "Well you looked like it." "Thank you." I pat his head. "I think you're my favorite so far." "I'm glad. You know, you should teach again. You shouldn't have left. You really have a lot that you should pass on to the next generation of dancers." "Maybe I will. They said I could come back anytime." "Can you promise me something?" "Depends, what is it?" "Promise you'll teach again. I think it'd make you happy and feel good about yourself." "I figured that's what it was." "Will you?" "I promise I'll think about it." "Not good enough." I sigh. He's not making me promise something bad, it probably would be good for me. "I promise I'll go back." He smiles. "Good. Teach as many classes as possible. How many did you before?" I laugh. "Four by my last three years. The classes for kids ages seven through nine, ten through twelve, thirteen through sixteen, seventeen through eighteen." "You call that a side job!" "I guess that's quite a bit. But it only took like six or seven hours out of my week. It wasn't much." "What about the time you put into choreography?" "Alright you got me there." "Exactly. Then I want you to at least do the top two age groups." "I'll see what I can do." "I'm going to check with Hoseok to make sure you start teaching." "Go ahead. That'll make me actually do it." "Can I ask you about my dancing in the future?" "Sure you can. Just send the videos to me by email. But you'll have to text me when you send them because I rarely check my email. It's always junk so I don't really care to look through it." "I can have your number?" "Sure I told Tae he could text me, so you can too." "Why Tae?" "Anime. He has no one else to talk about it with. Who knows I might even bother Jungkook in the future about whether he's made any friends with girls." "Friends with girls?" "It's a thing. Don't worry about it. Just get it from Hoseok." "He's not going to." "I'll make him. Remember I'm the boss." He laughs. "Right." Continued in next part.
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