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Taehyung Hurts Jimin

request by jiminsmaniac and anonymous :)

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Taehyung's POV -

I look over at Jimin, watching the way his eyes scan the floor as we make our way over to the dance studio. It's pretty late at night, but Jimin wants to give me extra lessons, and he wouldn't take no for an answer.

About a month ago, when we were starting the new comeback, we had a professional, world-known dancer come to check us out. He took a particular interest in Jimin, and often pulled him aside to give him tips. Jimin fell completely head-over-heels in love with this guy, and lapped up all of the compliments and positives he was given. The professional paid all of us particular attention, and was also very impressed with Hoseok and Jungkook, but, because the guy had a contemporary background, he picked Jimin as his favourite. Unfortunately, Jimin took it to his head, and now he has a massive ego. He thinks it's his job to teach the rest of us to be 'just like him'.

It's irritating as fuck. Yes, Jimin is a main dancer, and he already has some role as a teacher when our instructor isn't here, but it's mainly Hoseok's job. Now that he thinks he's the biggest dick in the world, Jimin now thinks it's his job. He always pulls the rest of us aside to lecture us, and boss us around. He leaves Jungkook and Hoseok alone, since he knows he won't win against them, but no one is appreciating this new attitude.

The hyungs hate it, because they don't like the disrespect coming from him. It's one of the main reasons why Jungkook won't teach - just because he's the youngest. We're all allowed to give our opinions, don't get me wrong, but we're not allowed to boss everyone around. I'm the same age as Jimin, and there's only two months between us, so I don't appreciate it, either. I'm his equal, not his younger.

Jimin has the most terrifying temper out of us lot. A lot of people find it unbelievable, because he's small and cute, and he's really good at aegyo. But, when he gets angry, he becomes fiery, and uses his strength in just the right way to make it hurt. Since Jimin is a known care-giver in the group, he knows all of our weaknesses, and if he gets mega-angry, he will use them against you. It hurts in a way you can't believe. This temper is why I don't argue with him.

I don't want the extra lessons. I'm happy with the skills I have. If Jimin was being more considerate, then maybe I wouldn't mind so much, but when he's looking down his nose at me like that, I just can't bear it. I also don't like just how late it is. I'd rather be in bed right now.

"What do you want to go over?" he asks as we open the door to the studio.

I shrug my shoulders, already feeling my own temper rise. "I don't know. You're the one who thinks I need improvement. You tell me."

Jimin gives me an odd look. "No need for the tone. I just want to help you, that's all. Don't you want to be a good dancer?"

I bite back the angry words clawing at my throats. The cheek of this kid! I just shrug again, letting out a long sigh. We head up to the studio, and begin to set everything up.

"Couldn't we have done this earlier in the day?" I finally moan, kicking my feet on the floor. "I'm tired, and we already had practice today."

"Well, you were the one who said no when I asked you after practice. If you didn't want to be here so late, you should have said yes!"

"I don't want to be here at all," I say under my breath, but either Jimin didn't hear me, or he chooses not to react. He turns on the music, and begins to break apart every single move.

"If you do that move with your weight on your left foot, you can swing around better," he says, grabbing my arm suddenly and pulling me into a half-spin. I snatch away from him, irritated.