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Dance couldn't have been more entertaining for Jimin and Hoseok. They were working day and night on the choreography, sometimes going as far as face timing each other to talk about some other ideas. They had settled on the song 'Outta Your Mind' and were planning on wearing simple white and black clothes. Well, Jimin was. As he was working on his part he couldn't help but want to add something special. Something that will attract a certain pair of eyes to him.

"[M/n]!" Jimin called out from his spot on [M/n]'s bed. The bathroom door opened in response, steam exiting the small room. "What is it babe?" The [h/c] haired male softly yelled out. Jimin looked up from his phone saw the light shining through the opening. And he couldn't help but feel curious. "Can you come here for a second?" He glanced back down to his phone to check if Hoseok has responded to his previous message.

Hobi☀️:

So that's what you want to do?

I mean I don't mind it but what do you think [M/n] will think?

ChimChim🐶:

I'll admit this is different than what I have done in the past.

But I want to try something different.

Hobi☀️:

And taking your shirt off in front of the crowd is going to help?

ChimChim🐶:

ALJDISHSJSBSHSBSNS

Saying it like that makes it sound weird.

What are you suggesting I do then?

I'm not taking off the part where I flip in.

Hobi☀️ is typing...

When Jimin looked up, he felt drool gathering up in his mouth.

Take me now.

[M/n] had a towel around his neck to help get rid of the water droplets in his hair, and a towel was laying so painstakingly low on his hips Jimin felt the strongest urge to just yank it off.

I have seen the definition of hot.

If this wasn't enough, he kept getting flashbacks to when Jimin had to take care of his problem by himself. He didn't think the talking would actually make [M/n] stop completely! He whined internally at the memory. Well, [M/n] is there now-

"Babe? You've been staring for a while now." He had unconsciously raised the towel higher up his waist so no more of his v line was showing.

No! Lower it now!

Jimin shook those thoughts of his head and looked up to meet his eyes. "Well... remember the dance performance? You know, the one I'm doing with Hobi, the one that will be in the grand auditorium." [M/n] nodded and leaned against the doorframe as he listened. "Yeah, what about it?" The omega looked down and started to fiddle with his fingers. "Well... um... about my dance routine. I've been thinking about it, and I wanted to try something different." [M/n] nodded. He started to use his towel to dry his hair. "Okay, what's it you want to try?"

"I wanna try hip hop, and I've been thinking about... um... taking my shirt off during my performance?"

"Are you gonna strip, or...?"

Jimin blushed a deep red and clutched his phone tightly. "No, I'm not stripping!" He huffed and buried his head into his hands. [M/n] chuckled and walked to the bed and sat down next to him. "Good, because either way. I'm not allowing people to see what belongs to me." He kissed his forehead and stood up to get his clothes ready. It was the weekend and the couple were planning on going on a date. Jimin was ready and all he was doing was waiting for [M/n] to finish getting ready.

The response made Jimin frown slightly. Well, it was a bit off for him to do that. It could make him look bad as an omega.

But if he were an alpha-

He shook his head. No more of those thoughts! Jimin tipped back until he fell onto the bed with a soft thump. Well, he could always put a jacket and take that off. Yeah, that'll work!

Confidence is key.

Confidence.

Confidence.

....... What's that?

Jimin started to flail around while whining. Why was making choreography so hard? Heck, he only had somewhere around fifteen seconds! Ever since he found his mate he's been hesitant on doing things he wasn't before. [M/n] was in the middle of putting on his whitewashed skinny jeans when he heard the ruffling on his bed. The sight was... amusing to say the least. He chuckled and walked over to his bed quietly. "Jimin?" Jimin froze and turned his head to look at him, a sheepish smile going over his lips. "Yeah?"

"Why are you flailing around on my bed?"

The smaller male pouted and sat up. "Because I have no idea what to do! I'll admit it wasn't my best idea about the shirt thing, but... ugh, I'm the final part of the dance performance! I don't wanna just end it doing some stupid pose!" He groaned and internally whined.

I want you to ignore the other dancers and focus on me only.

[M/n] leaned down and gently kissed his forehead. "You'll look great no matter what you do. I'm sure everybody will love it... no shirts will taken off though. This is mine." He let his hands travel from his knees, to his thighs, to his stomach, to his chest, all the way up to his lips. He ran his thumb over the bottom one and grinned. "Precious baby." He whispered and gently pecked his lips, closing his eyes for a split second before pulling away. "You'll figure it out. I'm sure you will... though I will ask." Jimin watched as [M/n] walked back to his closet to put on a white shirt and red flannel. "Where did you get the shirt idea?"

"Well..." Jimin mumbled and started to fiddle with his phone in his hands. "I... um... sort of wanted to keep your attention on me?" His statement came more as a question.

Thats a good way of showing certainty.

[M/n] grabbed his phone and shoved it into his front pocket along with his wallet. He blinked. His attention? That's it? He turned and softly smiled at his loving boyfriend, walking up to him and pulling him up by the arms. "Aw, baby, you don't have to worry about my attention being on somebody else. My eyes will only be on you. I promise." He placed his hands on his hips and pulled him forward, lips brushing against each other in a gentle peck.

Jimin smiled into the kiss and pulled away with a smile, his eyes in the shape of crescent moons. "Okay, I'll think about what to do. Now how about we start our date?"

[M/n] smiled and nodded, taking his hand into his own and grabbing his car keys with the other. "Let's."