The week flew by as you worked at the office. Jungkook rarely said anything to anyone, merely greeting everyone every morning and making announcements that Mr. Jung told him to give. He had given you a lot of tasks this week, but nothing that you weren't capable of handling.

The time: Saturday morning. The day that you meet the famous Hoseok that everyone says is a good dancer, including Jimin. Your day to decide whether or not you want to go on a date with Jimin. A day that was bound to be full of major events.

You looked over yourself in the mirror before your phone started to go off. You answer the phone without looking at the caller ID, convinced that it was either Jimin or your mom.

"Hello?" you ask, fiddling with your ponytail in the mirror. You had just gotten back from a quick jog around the neighborhood.

"Y/N!" you slightly pull the phone away from your ear as you furrow your eyebrows, shocked by the person calling. Joy. It had been a while since you'd talked to her since she went back home.

"Joy! Hi!"

"How have you been? Sorry for the lack of calls and texts, work over here has been insane. Not to mention the fact that I've been caught up with this guy I met." You slightly press your lips together for a moment as you listen to her.

"I've been good. Work has been alright and my boss is out of town. I just got home from a workout so I've been really healthy lately-"

"Y/N. Spill. You know damn well why I'm calling. How did things end up with Jimin?" you widen your eyes as you gulp, glancing over at Jimin's house. His curtains were open, but he had already gone into his bathroom to get ready for the day.

"Oh... um..." you start, adjusting your top nervously. "Well, he agreed to the... thing." You hear squealing on the other side of the line.

"I told you there was a chance he'd agree! Yay!" she says before you hear her gasp. "Wait, so you've been watching him having sex with other girls? How many times now?"

"Um... since I've updated you?" you ask before looking up at the ceiling trying to remember each time. "Probably about two or three more times... I can't remember." You hear her clapping on the other side of the line, softly smiling to yourself.

"So, what are you two doing then? Are you exclusive or is it just a fuck buddy thing? Spill."

"It's at an... odd relationship right now," you start as you stare in the direction of Jimin's house. You see him walking into his living room, turning on his television as he walks to the kitchen. He has a towel in his hand as he messily runs it through his hair in attempt to dry the silver locks. He's wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a tight V-neck t-shirt as he strides towards his coffee machine to prepare himself his daily dose of coffee. "We were fuck buddies... but, uh, I think he wants... more than that?" you say, causing you to hear the smile in Joy's voice as she speaks.

"He does?" you can hear the excitement in her voice. Her excitement, however, drops once she realizes the uncertainty in your voice. "Wait... do you?" You gulp as you stare over at Jimin, who notices you staring, giving you a wave as he smiles in your direction. He mouths the words 'good morning' as he steps towards the window. You wave and mouth the words back, causing his smile to widen before he picks up his mug, stirring the coffee with the spoon lying in the cup. He takes a sip of his coffee before stepping away from the window and plopping onto his couch to watch the morning news.

"I... I don't know," you say, scratching the back of your neck as you force yourself to turn away from the window, facing the painting of the forbidden fruit you'd hung on your wall. "I mean... Jimin's sweet, but what if he-"

"Ghosts you?" she interjects your thoughts. You gulp before slowly nodding your head. Without having to hear you say the word 'yes,' she lets out a soft sigh before speaking again. "I'm going to ask you one question. If the answer is 'yes,' then I can say, with 99% certainty, that he won't ghost you. If the answer is no, then I'll be brutally honest and say that he might."

You slowly nod your head as you listen to her words. Though you're a big girl who can make decisions for herself and you never asked for Joy's opinion, there was one thing about Joy that would always make you think more clearly: her logic.

"Has he slept with you already? Just the two of you?" You nibble on your lower lip, pressing your phone to your face as you hold it to your ear using your shoulder and cheek. You move both hands down and begin to pick at the nail polish on your fingernails.

"Yes." You say quietly.

"Y/N, you have to speak up, I can't hear you." She says, causing you to shut your eyes as you take a deep breath.

"Yes." You repeat into the phone. You hear her go silent as she speaks.

"Most men ghost women after sleeping with them. They do it because they want one thing, usually sex, from a woman, get it, and get bored. If he's already slept with you and he's still trying to get you on a date, I have a strong feeling he actually likes you."

"But, we only slept together last week. I haven't had enough time to see if he's going to stay."

"He stayed for a week didn't he?" you ponder at the thought, slowly turning around to face Jimin's house once more. You brought your hand up to your face, nibbling on the nail on your thumb nervously. Jimin was now standing up, coffee mug in hand. His eyes were on you, staring admiringly at you. The look in his eyes changed to curiosity as he noticed the slight distress in your facial features. He furrowed his eyebrows, setting down the mug before placing both hands on the ledge of the window, leaning forward. He used both hands to open the window as he patiently waited for you to do the same.

"I guess he did." You say before blinking slowly. You reach your hand up to grip onto the phone once more, ready to hang up as you speak again. "Joy, I have to go. I'll call you later, okay?" You don't wait for her response as you hang up the call, setting your phone onto your dining room table. You walk towards the window, placing your hands on the windowsill, starting to lift your window as well, exposing you to the chilly air outside. After fully opening your window, you wrap your arms around yourself, shivering slightly at the sudden breeze.

"Why's there a frown on your pretty face?" Jimin asks, tilting his head to the side. You softly smile before shaking your head.

"Had to listen to Joy rant about something. I haven't really talked to her in a couple of weeks, so a lot has happened apparently." You say.

"You sure that's why you're frowning and biting your nails, baby?" Jimin asks, arching an eyebrow. You nod your head and Jimin lowers his eyebrow, deciding to let it go. "You ready for today?"

"Yeah! What time are we leaving again?" you ask. Jimin glances over at the clock on his DVD player before glancing back at you.

"In about three hours," he states before pausing. He takes a second to give you a quick skim, noticing your workout clothes. "Just head over here when you're ready, baby bear." He says before ducking his head back into his house. You nod your head as you do the same, lowering your window once more as you close it. Jimin does the same.

We haven't even left yet and I'm already getting a headache thinking about whether or not I should go on a date with him. This is going to be a long day.

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"Y/N, this is the dance studio I go to every other week," Jimin says as he leads the way into the studio. You look around, noticing the light wooden floors, the large mirror on the wall, and the large, advanced stereo system in the back of the room.

Holy shit, this place is huge.

You fully walk into the room, Jimin already standing in front of the mirror, tugging his hoodie off. You watch as Jimin walks over to the stereo system, starting to insert a CD into the system, messing around with it before glancing back at you.

"Oh, I forgot," Jimin says, facepalming himself before he walks towards another part of the room, grabbing a folded metal chair that was hiding behind some equipment. "Here, baby." He starts unfolding the chair for you before setting it on the side of the room.

Suddenly the door opens, revealing a tall man, wearing a beanie on his head, a loose beige t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants. You glance over at the man, who's smile is beaming as he enters the room. He waves over at Jimin while placing his duffel bag onto the ground.

"Jiminie!" he exclaims while walking over to Jimin, ruffling his hand through Jimin's hair. Jimin lets out a soft laugh as he fixes up his hair.

"Hey Hoseok," he says before walking over to you. You smile over at Hoseok while Jimin stands next to you, gesturing to you as he speaks again. "I hope you don't mind, I brought someone special to watch us practice." Hoseok looks over at you before his smile widens, shaking his head. His eyes close as he smiles widely and his smile is so bright that you can't help but feel comfortable and energetic immediately.

"I don't mind at all! I'm Hoseok." He says, extending his hand out to you. You kindly accept his hand as you shake his hand.

"I'm Y/N."

"Y/N works for your dad's company, Hoseok. What's weird is that she's never met you before. Do you not stop by the office anymore?" Jimin asks as he watches Hoseok slipping on a different pair of sneakers. Hoseok glances up at you while tying his shoelaces, lifting his eyebrows.

"Huh? Really?" he says before he immediately stands up, shaking his leg as he tests to make sure his shoes are on tight enough. "I haven't stopped by in a while. I've been too busy with my part-time job and street dancing." He says before he smiles over at you. "I hope my dad hasn't been overworking you." You immediately shake your head as you grin.

"No, no! He's a really kind man. You work and street dance? That must be a lot of work, huh?" Hoseok nods before running his hand through his hair. His hair is brown with some blonde streaks running throughout it.

"It can be a lot sometimes, but I won't have this part-time job much longer." He says before he starts to stretch his legs and arms. "Oh, but please, feel free to watch this routine and tell me if anything could be improved. I really could use the help." He says. You nod and then walk over to your seat and sit down, watching Jimin press the play button on the stereo. You lean back in the chair and widen your eyes as you feel the bass of the music vibrating throughout the walls. You look over at the two who start to move in ways that makes you question whether or not they have bones in their bodies.

You widen your eyes as you watch the two body-rolling along to the beat of the music. Their bodies start to pop-and-lock to each beat. Jimin jerks his head to the side before his arm and leg follow the same music, in sync with the music. You start to lick your lips before you shake your head, looking over at Hoseok. He's popping his chest with each beat before he starts to roll his hips and drops to the floor, starting to do some moves on the floor.

Wow.

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After you finish watching the boys' first time running through the routine, you stare up at the two who are glistening with sweat. Their eyes are filled with determination as they go through one messed up step that was barely even noticeable to you. The two start debating whether or not the move should be changed into something else or if they just needed more practice.

"Y/N, what do you think?" Jimin asks as he looks over at you. His tongue ghosts along his lower lip as his hair sticks to the sweat along his forehead. Your eyes move back up to look into his eyes. "Do you think we should rework this move so that way it's more natural to Hoseok's actual body movement or should we keep it the same to challenge him?" You shrug for a moment before you bite onto your lower lip.

"Honestly, I didn't even notice any mistakes. If neither of you said anything, I would've thought it was part of the routine." You say before nibbling onto your lower lip. Jimin continues to stare at you, not satisfied with that answer. "Besides, I'm not a dancer, I'm a painter." You say before letting out a soft laugh.

This gains Hoseok's attention, causing him to look over at you.

"You're a painter?" he asked, eyebrows lifted. You slowly nodded your head.

"N-not professionally or anything... just paint to help with my problems." You state before looking down at your feet.

I actually haven't painted in a while. My last painting was the cliché forbidden fruit.

"Would you want to learn this routine with us?" Hoseok asked. You look up at him, eyes wide as you quickly begin to shake your head. This causes Jimin to softly smile before looking at Hoseok and nodding his head. He walks over to you as he gets lower in front of you, blocking the view of your shoes that you used as a distraction. He squats in front of you, staring up at you with comforting eyes.

"It'll be fun, baby," he says quietly before he turns to look at Hoseok. He's looking at Jimin and you. "She used to dance when she was little but quit."

"You used to dance when you were little? I'm going to guess and say you did ballet." Hoseok says with a grin. You shyly nod your head as you grin up at Jimin. Jimin gives you a soft smile before taking your hand in his as he slowly stands up, making you follow his movements.

"Come on, baby. We can teach you the steps. Actually, Hoseok's a pretty good dance teacher. Maybe teaching you will help him get this move right." He says as he glances over at Hoseok. Hoseok nods his head as he agrees with the younger.

"Alright... I'll give it a shot," you start beforebiting onto your lower lip. "But I'm a really shitty dancer."

***happy update day!

I hope this chapter can take your minds off of everything weird that's going on lately.

Stay safe, make sure all of you are staying as healthy as possible and also make sure you don't let this situation get to you mentally. I know that staying inside all the time makes people miss doing things outside the home, but you're doing something really good by staying home. Thank you to everyone who's following the quarantine rules, you're helping out a lot of people, I promise.

I purple you. 💜