When you and your brother arrived at the theatre, you saw your mother standing by the entrance in a long black dress. Namjoon parked his car, and both of you walked over to her.

"Wow Y/N, I haven't seen you in a dress in so long." Your mother teased, touching it up a little. "Joonie you too, nice suit."

Namjoon smiled, and after a few minutes of small talk, you all headed inside and into your seats.

"What kind of show is this mom?" You whispered to her.

"Singing and dance. I hear this show is really good so I thought coming here was a good idea."

You nodded your head in agreement and scoffed.

"Anything to keep me away from Jimin." You whispered back.

Just then, the sound of music started to play. Contemporary. After, a voice began singing. The music was live, and it sounded great. The lights didn't come up yet, but you could tell that the boy singing had the voice of an angel.

That voice sounds so beautiful.

You thought gently swaying your head.

Don't be like a pray, smooth like a like a snake~

The lights came up, and there you saw him

Your eyes practically popped out of your head. There's no way that could be him, but it most definitely was. His dancing and singing was breath taking. His movements flowed, and fit together perfectly like a puzzle. This made it much worse for you. After all, you were a sucker for a boy with hobbies.

You squirmed in your seat and cupped your face.

"Isn't that Jimin?" Namjoon whispered in your ear. You sighed and nodded your head.

"Mhm." You responded, slightly biting your lower lip.

"He's good." Namjoon admitted nodding his head to the rhythm of the song.

You groaned slightly and crossed your legs.

"I know. Ugh Namjoon why does Satan have to be so good looking." You whined to him slapping his shoulder slightly.

"You're gonna miss the show y/n." He whispered back. You turned your head back to the stage and watched as Jimin passionately danced and sang across the stage. When the song ended, he took a bow, and walked off the stage.

Finally, it's over.

You thought to yourself. The lights came up again, and there was a telephone booth, and it was in fact, not over.

"Taehyung too? Wow this is new." Namjoon whispered as Taehyung walked out of the booth. His voice was deep and soothing, and flowed like a calm river. You couldn't help but get goosebumps.

And his high notes? You couldn't believe it.

When he finished, he took a bow as well, and the lights dimmed.

Okay, that has to be it, right?

Jungkook came out too. His voice was amazing. It was smooth and subtle, and his footwork? Amazing. It was completely breathtaking, the list of positives goes on and on.

Finally, it was intermission. A chance for you to breathe.

"I'm going to the bathroom okay?" You whispered to Namjoon. He nodded his head, and you got out of your seat, and walked toward the lobby, and into the bathroom.

Y/N you can't lose this bet, you're pride depends on it.

You repeated over and over in your head as you washed your hands.

"Y/N?"

You turned your head from the mirror, and surprisingly, Lisa stood in front of you.

"Oh, hey Lisa. What are you doing here?"

She stood beside you and ran her fingers through her hair.

"My parents dragged me here. You?"

"Same." You both chuckled leaned against the wall.

"Uh, Y/N? You saw the school's playboys on that stage too, right?"

You gulped, and nodded your head.

"Mhm."

"Okay. For a second, I thought it was only me. Thought I lost my brain for a second."

"Same." You whispered as you looked at the ground. Then both of you chuckled and you averted your eyes to the ground.

"Lisa, I need to fill you in on what happened yesterday."

She tilted her head and raised her eyebrow.

"You mean the reason why Jimin came to school with you earlier today? Yes I would love to hear that explanation." She stated crossing her arms. "Spill it."

You giggled nervously, scratching the nape of your neck.

"Well, I was teaching him and all. It was normal and he learned fast. It wasn't bad at all. Then my mom told him to stay for dinner and he said sure. But directly after she told him there was a storm so he should spend

the night."

"That's a red flag." Lisa interrupted.

"You're telling me. Anyways, he said yes and I literally wanted to bang my head into a wall. Then during dinner this dude starting playing footsies with me. FOOTSIES."

Lisa snickered.

"It's not funny Lisa, stop laughing at my pain!" You complained playfully punching her shoulder.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry. Continue because intermission is over soon and I want to see the finale."

"ANYWAYS. I kicked him back and we kept threatening each other, but nobody noticed. Then when we finished our food, we chased each other and I ended up trapping myself in the room. By the time I turned around he had already closed and locked! The door!"

"Y/N-"

"Shh!" You hushed her. "Let me finish. So he started tickling me so I sat on the dresser and kicked him to keep him away. It worked for a while but I let my guard down and then..."

"Y/N don't tell me you lost your-"

"HELL NO!" You shouted. "We only kissed.." you mumbled as you fidgeted your fingers. Lisa scoffed and shook her head.

"Y/N you are a mess. Is there any more?"

"Yea but I'll tell you later. Intermission is about to end."

She nodded her head, and then both of you walked back into he theatre and watched the rest of the show.

Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung, accompanied by other people you didn't really notice, took a bow, and the curtain went down. You still couldn't believe that you just saw the school's biggest playboys doing something productive. You got out of your seat and stretched your arms.

"Well, that was unexpected." You stated as you grabbed your things. Your brother nodded his head. Both of you were shocked, but your mom just stood silent.

"I have a confession to make." She admitted, a slight smile on her face. "I kind of already knew Jimin would be performing. I've seen the show before, and I had to buy tickets asap for you two to see it. So when he came over I was surprised." She chuckled.

"Mom that's not funny." You mumbled, slightly embarrassed.

"That's right mom. Y/N's not allowed to fall for Jimin, he's evil." He stated, siding with you.

She scoffed and crossed her arms.

"I don't care. I don't think he's a bad person so I'll allow him."

"Allow him? For what?!" You and Namjoon questioned in unison. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Let's get going egg heads."

You and Namjoon looked at each other, and shrugged your shoulders before following her to the lobby.

"It's a little cold outside, so stay here Y/N and we'll bring the car this way." Your mom stated. You nodded your head, and awaited for them to come back.

From the corner of your eye, you saw a man with a crowd around him. He looked like choreographer. Generally interested, you walked over to the crowd and stood in the back.

He smiled for the cameras, and when he saw you, he waved in your direction.

You smiled, and waved back too.

He looks awfully familiar..

You thought to yourself. The crowd asked him a couple of questions, and he truthfully answered them, but his eyes always found their way back to you, making your heart beat just a little bit faster.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, I'll take one more question before I have to go dismiss the dancers." He announced.

You were hesitant, but you raised your hand slightly. His eyes found your hand, and he warmly smiled at you.

"Yes?"

You gulped. After all, you really didn't have a question. You just wanted to see his face one more time, since he looked awfully familiar.

"Hobi..?" You questioned. He chuckled and shook his head.

"You might've confused me for someone else miss. I'm sorry."

You shrugged your shoulders.

"Worth a shot."

You thought smiling at him.

"I'm sorry." You chuckled. He smiled and raised his eyebrow, before he walked over to a guard somewhere and whispered. The guard looked over to you, and nodded his head. With that, he disappeared into the back room.

"Huh..could've sworn that was Hoseok...oh well." You mumbled as you walked away from the crowd. You began to walk to the door, but someone had grabbed your arm.

"Miss Y/N?"

You turned your head, and realized it was a body guard.

"Yea, that's me." You responded, turning your whole body to face him.

"Come with me please." He stated. Before you could object, he pulled you into a room.

"Y/N!" He yelled wrapping his arms around you. "I'm surprised you remembered me!"

Confused, you pushed away from the hug, but a smile quickly appeared on your face when you realized who it was.

"HOBI!" You screamed, accepting the hug.

"You poop you made me look dumb out there!" You complained flicking his forehead.

He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't want them to know my real name yet. As a choreographer and director I'm known as J-Hope." He explained breaking the hug.

"Woah, sounds cool. This is what you've been up to that you can't hang out with Joonie anymore?" You questioned looking around the room. Hoseok nodded his head and sighed.

"Yea. But don't worry. The season is almost over, so that means your favorite oppa will be back! Anyways, what are you doing here?" He questioned leaning on his desk.

"My mom dragged me here with Joonie. Quick question, when are you releasing the dancers?"

Hobi tilted his head and raised his eyebrow.

"Why? Are you interested in joining?"

"Nope. Just wanted to know." You responded, a smirk on your face.

He scoffed.

"In about five more minutes. Where you headed after this? Home?"

You nodded your head.

"Well, cancel that because I have to catch up with my favorite little sister." He teased ruffling your hair. "And invite Joonie along too while you're at it. Tell him to drop off your mom if she's here and come back to get us in thirty minutes."

You nodded your head and pulled out your phone. When you called Namjoon and explained, your mom agreed, and told you not to stay out too late.

"Done?" Hoseok questioned opening the door. You nodded your head and Hoseok grabbed your hand.

"You can come with me and meet the dancers while we wait. How's that sound?"

"Uh, sure."

"Great. Let's go."

You both walked down the hall and he opened the door to the studio and he began talking. Almost instantly, you made eye contact with Taehyung, who's eyes grew wide. He whispered in Jungkook's ear, and he looked in your direction too.

They're probably just as shocked as I was.

You thought to yourself. Their faces were so funny, you couldn't help but laugh. But, where was Jimin?

Not that you cared.

At least that's what you told yourself.

"Taehyung, Jungkook? Something you wanna share since you both like to talk?"

"Not-...not....no." Taehyung stuttered.

"Good. Anyways, where's Jimin?"

"Over here." He called out coming from the back room.

"What's the matter hyung-"

He paused.

You smiled at his reaction, and winked teasingly.

Hobi looked at you, then to Jimin and smiled.

"You two know each other?"

"He goes to my school." You admitted. "So does Taehyung and Jungkook."

"Ah, classmates. Cool. Anyways, see you all tomorrow and all week for the final show. Take care of your bodies and get lots of rest."

You waved goodbye to Jimin, who's jaw was dropped, and walked out with Hoseok.

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