"Okay." Jimin breathed.

"Okay." Yoongi reassured.

"Fuck, I don't think I can do this." He said shaking nervously.

"Come on. You can do it. Don't be a pussy."

"I'm not!"

"Then do it." Yoongi said sternly. They were currently waiting for their turn to dance. It was finally the day and although Jimin had been anticipating it he was now extremely nervous.

Jimin took a deep breath once again and nodded. "Okay. Okay. Okay."

"Jimin!" Yoongi said snapping him out of his world.

"We got this." He added making him feel a little better.

"You're right. We are going to do great and we will get a 10."

"A 10? Isn't that Jungkook's dance partner? I don't want a 10. I want a you."

Jimin rolled his eyes as he laughed. "Silly! I mean our score. There's two judges and they have to pick a number from 1 to 10. Then they add it up and give us the final score. If we get a five from each judge we will get a ten! Perfect score!"

"Jimin, listen boy, listen," he began.

"What?"

"Okay baby love, I know that we've been practicing a lot and everything but do you honestly think our choreography is good enough to get a ten?"

"Yoongi! You're supposed to believe in us."

Yoongi gave Jimin a look and he sighed. "You're right. We have to be realistic."

"So, whats our goal?"

"4.5" Jimin responded.

Yoongi grinned showing his cute smile, "That's an attainable number. Let's fucking get that 4.5."

•••

"You did really good Taehyung," Jungkook said. They were backstage and Taehyung had just finished dancing. He smiled, "Really? Thank you."

"You're good at football, soccer, math, science, history and dance? What aren't you good at?"

"Taking your heart."

Jungkook smiled, "You've had my heart since day one. I waited so long for you to acknowledge me and when you did I knew it was worth the wait."

"You're so cheesy and cute. Mostly cheesy." He joked.

Jungkook laughed until he noticed some spots of blood on Taehyung's sleeve. "You're hurt!"

"Oh no, it's just-ugh, my dance partner. You know he has a bloody nose."

"I can't believe you danced with him knowing how blood makes you feel."

"Anything for you."

Jungkook giggled covering his mouth. The small dimple on his cheek formed making Taehyung squirmy.

"I would hug you, but my sleeve is bloody at the moment. Just know that in my mind I'm hugging you so, so, tight."

"That works." He quietly said. They suddenly heard their dance teacher speak up on the microphone.

"Our last duo of the night are here! Park Jimin and Min Yoongi! Give them a round of applause!"

"Oh, let's see how Yoongi dances." Jungkook laughed as they walked to take a peak.

Jimin and Yoongi were on stage across from each other. Jimin's heart was beating out of his chest.

The spot light was on them and the audience looking directly at him wasn't making him feel any better. He looked at Yoongi because he felt like he was going to run offstage.

"Pussy." Yoongi mouthed. Jimin squinted his eyes giving him a dirty look. Their music started playing and they began to dance just like they practiced.

Their choreography wasn't cohesive at all. In fact, it was all over the place with different genres. Jin and Hoseok had danced a hip-hop song. While Jungkook and Ten danced lyrical. Finally, Taehyung and his bloody nose partner danced disco.

Taehyung and Jungkook were amused watching their every move. The dance teacher was secretly cringing from the side of the stage.

When their last song hit Jimin grew anxious once again. At the end of the song Jimin was suppose to run to Yoongi who was suppose to lift him up in the air for the grand finale.

He got ready as he looked at Yoongi who nodded in response. Jimin started to run to him and out of nowhere Yoongi's leg got a cramp.

"Oh fuck." He said as Jimin jumped into his arms. Yoongi collapsed as the boy fell on top of him.

The crowd gasped when the loud dump sound was made. "I got a cramp. My bad!" Yoongi said. Jimin looked down at him with a red face.

"It's okay. Let me get up. Wait, you're laying on my foot." Jimin said as he started to rock back and forth.

He didn't realize how dirty it looked to be rocking on Yoongi's body while being on top. The whole crowd was now wide eyed.

"What the fuck are they doing?" Taehyung asked shocked. "I have no idea." Jungkook responded confused.

"Fuck, Jimin, don't do that! If things go up don't blame me!" Yoongi said. "What?" Jimin asked confused.

The dance teacher quickly ran on stage with the microphone. "Wow! That was-that was different! Give them a round of applause please!"

The crowd indecisively clapped for them. The teacher looked down with a frown. "Park Jimin if you don't stop humping your dance partner I will suspend you!"

"I was-I wasn't even-I-I-" he stuttered embarrassed. Yoongi moved his body so Jimin's foot was now free. They stood up awkwardly as they faced the judges.

"Now it's time for their evaluation." The teacher said as she cleared her throat. The judges were whispering things to each other  until they finally put two numbers in the air.

A 2 and a 2.5. Which calculated to a 4.5 total. When they saw their scored the screamed and hugged each other.

"We fucking did it, Park!" Yoongi said happily.

"Thank you, Yoongi. For doing this with me." Jimin smiled as they laughed and jumped around.

"It was my pleasure."

"We should probably exit the stage now." Jimin mumbled when he saw that the crowd was still looking.

Everyone was confused on why they were so happy to score such a low number. No one knew but them and that was okay.

They were walking down the steps when Jimin randomly spoke.

"Hey Yoongi,"

"Hmm?"

"Why didn't you tell me that Lisa followed you on Instagram?"

Yoongi stopped on a step and turned around to face Jimin who was two steps behind. "Oh, thought I mentioned it."

"No. I saw that she liked your picture."

"Yeah."

"Are those captions about her?" He asked.

Yoongi gulped and shrugged. "What do you think?"

Jimin shrugged himself. It suddenly felt weird to talk about Lisa with Yoongi and he didn't understand why.

"She messaged me too." Yoongi added. He was trying to get a reaction from Jimin. A look, a noise, just anything.

"What? Really?" Jimin asked with both eyebrows raised.

"Yeah."

"Well, did you-you know? Message her back?"

Yoongi shook his head no. He had looked at the message for so long but didn't find the interest to message her back.

"Why not?"

"I don't know."

"Are you going to?"

Yoongi looked at him, "What should I do, Jimin?" He asked. He hoped that Jimin would say "don't do it, message me instead".

"Yeah. You totally should." Jimin responded. He only said this because he thought that's what Yoongi wanted to head.

Yoongi nodded as he looked away. He scoffed shaking his head. "What is it?" Jimin wondered.

"Nothing, Jimin, nothing." He responded as he continued walking down the steps.

No matter what he said or what he did Jimin didn't seem to notice.

"What is it?" Jimin insisted.

"Nothing. It's just that sometimes I feel like I'm see through."