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A Rap Monster x Jimin story…
Rap Monster’s POV
“Again.”
“Again.”
“Again!” our dance instructor shouted as he took down his cap and scratched his hair. Mr Son had been repeating the same part of the song for at least ten times but none of it was perfect.
“Jimin!!” he went up front to strangle Jimin softly and shake his body lightly, “why can’t you do it?”
“Mianhe,” Jimin apologized softly as he bit his lips. Out of the ten times, he was the only one who made a mistake for probably seven times; and for the remaining three times, he was off beat.
The other members could not take it as they had been dancing for three hours straight without any breaks or food. Although the temperature in Seoul is like 15 degree Celsius, the dance studio feels like a sauna for us.
“Can we take a break?” Suga hyung whined as he refused to stand up.
“Ne, we need to rest too!” Jin hyung joined in.
Mr Son looked at the tired expression of us seven poor kids and reluctantly nodded his head, “for fifteen minutes.”
“YAY!!” the dance studio instantly filled with laughter and cheers upon knowing that we can finally take a break.
While V and Jungkook went out to buy more energy drinks for the members and the dance instructor, others laid on the floor to rest. Suga did not move an inch throughout; while Jin was at a corner repeating a move that he had difficulty mastering it. J-hope was lying against the wall, using his phone, probably watching some girls group dance practices.
“Jimin, can you come for a while?” Mr Son asked and signaled him to a corner.
My eyes followed the movement of Jimin as he held the wall as a support to stand up and take small steps towards Mr Son. Jimin’s shirt was all drenched with his sweat and his wet hair looked like he just finished bathing.
As I was sitting kinda near to Mr Son, I eavesdrop their conversation despite them lowering down their volume.
“What’s wrong with you today Jimin?”
“Huh? Nothing’s wrong.”
“It’s abnormal of you to make so many mistakes in a day.”
“I’m probably just tired.”
“But you should know that I need to finish teaching y’all the dance before I can release y’all back home.”
“I know cher.”
“I hope that you would concentrated more for at least one more hour okay?”
“Ne!” Jimin saluted and showed his eye smile.
Jimin then walked back to his original resting position. As I watched him, the way he walks looked kinda weird. He barely raises his feet and every step he took was small and wobbly. Although his expression seems normal, my guts tell me that something is wrong with him today, especially with his legs.
As a leader, I was concerned for his well-being. However, before I could approached him, he had already left the dance studio. “Jimin wait!” I shouted but he had already closed the door.
I immediately rushed out of the room to see him walking towards the toilet, or should I say ‘stumbling’ to the toilet. I observed him closer and noticed that when he’s walking, he placed all his weight on his left foot, dragging his right foot as he moves forward.
I shook my head repeatedly and called out, “Jimin!”
I ran forward and pat on his shoulders to stop him. Probably exerting too much force, he seems to cringe a little but quickly hide it from me.
“Yes hyung?” he smiled, as always.
“I was wondering where did you go.”
“Ooh, I just need to go to the toilet for a while.”
“For what?”
“To pee of course!” he said as his eyes were darting around, obviously lying.
“I need to pee too! Let’s go together.”
“Errr….I think I need to shit now, I should use another toilet.”
I let out a sigh and looked at him in silence. “Still not telling me the truth?” I raised my eyebrows.
“Errr…hehehe,” Jimin scratched his head and blushed, “you found out?”
“Nope. But I’m waiting for you to tell me.”
“I…I…”
“There’s something wrong with your legs right?” I asked and squat down immediately.
Jimin was wearing sport shoes and pulled his socks high up to his ankles. I looked up and made eye contact with Jimin before grabbing his right foot.
“Ouch!” Jimin let out a scream but quickly cover it with his mouth. And for that, I’m even more certain that something’s wrong.
I took off his shoe and placed his foot on my knee. After taking off his socks, there was a obvious large purple spot at his ankle area.
“You’re injured Jimin!”
“Aniyo hyung, its just a minor sprain.”
“When did you get that?”
“Erm…yesterday? When I was playing with Taehyung…”
“No wonder you kept making mistakes today. Why don’t you tell us the truth and rest for a day?”
“I’m really fine hyung. Plus, our comeback is in a few days and I don’t want to drag y’all down.”
“But your leg has already turned purple. You can hardly walk now, Jimin.”
“I’m gonna be just fine hyung. Just some medication probably.”
Looking at my stubborn dongsaeng, I shook my head and placed his leg gently on the floor. “Hop on!” I said as I bent down, low enough for Jimin to get on my back. Jimin hooked his arms around my neck and leaned his body on my back.
“Where are we going hyung? I’m not going to the doctors…”
“Don’t worry, I’m not bringing you out of the company nor am I gonna tell anyone about your injury.”
“Then where are you piggying-back me to?”
“To my work studio.”
I kicked open the studio door and locked it. As settling Jimin down on the sofa, I opened up my drawer and took a big bag of medication. I placed his injured foot gently on my leg and took out a bottle of oil from the bag.
“What’s this hyung?”
“Medical oil, it helps with your swollen area.”
I pour some on my hand and rubbed it before transferring it to Jimin’s foot. “Ah!” he groaned as he clenched his teeth. Despite knowing that it would be painful, I had to exert some force on the injury to make it more effective.
“Bear with me for a while chimchim.”
“Argh!! It’s painful.”
“I know, it would get better after a while.”
“I can’t take it anymore hyung,” Jimin cried and grabbed my hand.
Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door. Both of us waited in silence but nobody came in.
“Whoa, not in the company Namjoon! And Jimin, lower your volume if you really can’t control.”
It was Suga hyung. I immediately blushed and giggled while Jimin looked at me with a blank expression. “What did Suga hyung mean? Not in the company?” Jimin raised his eyebrows.
“Errrr….it’s kinda sick…”
“I knew it!”
“So it’s not very suitable for you dongsaeng.”
“Tell me hyung! I’m already an adult.” Jimin pouted.
“Errrrr…”
“Please…”
“Well … I guess Suga hyung thought that we were having sex in the company thanks to you loud ‘moans’…”
Jimin instantly turned a shade redder and bit in fingers in embarrassment, “oh.”
Jimin continued, “Do you always do that?”
“Do what??”
“Have sex here…”
“Hell no! Just a few porn videos to destress??” I scratched my head in embarrassment.
“Can I be the first one then?”
“Mwo?!? No I’m not rejecting you, I’m just kinda shocked by your request and-“
“So what’s your decision?”
“Okay!! Let’s start, oh wait what am I saying??”
“Really?”
“Ne, I just have to be a little bit careful of your injured foot,” I smirked as crawled over Jimin.
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