Park Jimin Imagines

He Teaches You To Dance

The sun began to set, your garden was a place of tranquility. You and Jimin sat on the grass, a glass of wine each in your hands.

"Do you know what I've always wanted to do," you hummed, taking a sip from your glass.

Jimin looked across at you, legs crossed, whilst yours stretched out over his lap. "What's that love?"

"Learn to dance." You knew Jimin was as good a dancer as anyone you knew, for months you'd stood backstage and admired him, but you were never quite able to pick them up yourself.

"Seriously?" He asked to which you nodded. "Baby let me teach you, I'll have you dancing in no time." He'd already stood up before he finished speaking, reaching out for your hand.

You gladly accepted, feeling his arm snake around your waist. You placed your hands on his hips, already feeling the rotation.

"Follow my lead," he whispered, stepping from side to side. It took you a moment but you soon followed, even swaying your hips much to Jimin's pleasure. "That's it."

His eyes were fixated at the concentrated expression on your face, looking down to make sure your feet kept up with Jimin's. With his spare hand he brought your face up to look at his, a loving kiss placed onto your lips.

"This is beautiful," he whispered, burying his face into the crook of your neck, "why haven't we done this sooner?"

You hummed, too focused on your dancing to even acknowledge the words he spoke. A few soft kisses were placed along your shoulder, covered only by the thin strap of your play suit.

"We could do with some music," he added, letting go of your waist for a split second. His hand intertwined with yours, spinning you around perfectly, catching you back in his hold.

You wobbled momentarily but his strong arms were quick to catch you, steadying you. You couldn't help but smile, your eyes meeting. "Sorry," you whispered, a tad embarrassed.

"You don't need to apologise baby, you're beautiful." Your hands found their way once more to his hips.

The two of you had perfected your rhythm at this point, your bodies moving as one.

Jimin slowly began humming along to Butterfly as he swayed you, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind your ears.

"That's my favourite," you whispered against his chest as he held you close.

"I know."

The two of you were living out your own fairytale, the sunset behind you was perfect, not that either of you paid any attention. You were too infatuated with each other to notice anything else in the world.

"Have I told you how gorgeous you look today?" Jimin asked. Your eyes began to shut in his hold, feeling his hand along your back.

Once more you hummed, making him chuckle, as he looked down to see a smile of pure joy on your face.

"You really do," he added, "you always look gorgeous to me."

You reached up to kiss his jaw, complimenting how handsome he looked right now.

A small breeze gathered his pink hair, floating effortlessly. Your hands reached up to smooth it back down, the smell of his strawberry shampoo still lingered from his morning shower.

"I never want this moment to end," you mumbled against him. You pulled away so your eyes could meet once more. He really was your true Prince Charming. "Can we stay like this forever?"

"I wish," he replied, yet another kiss gracing your lips. "Times like these make me realise how madly in love with you I am. You're my everything, you mean so much to me I could never explain."

Every word was meaningful, he never broke eye contact, desperate for you to know exactly how he felt.

He was always left feeling so guilty whenever he went away on tour, craving your touch as soon as he left.

"You're so sweet Jimin, that's one of the reasons why I love you. You're incredibly strong, and brave, super talented and such a humble man."

"I'm not as strong as you," he argued, brushing his hand against the side of your face. "Not many people could cope with their boyfriends constantly going away, yet somehow you don't seem to care, you let me go out and live my dream, and wait for me with open arms to come home."

"That's because I love to watch you do what you love, and because when you come home I know that you're mine, and only I get to share special moments like these with you."

He nodded, twirling you around once more. This time you landed perfectly, effortlessly falling back into his arms.

The loose curls in your hair flowed graciously, a little giggle escaping in rotation.

"I know loving me is hard, but I'm so thankful that you do. I live for moments like this that I get to share with you."

"I love you Park Jimin," you whispered, your forehead pressing to his.

"I love you too," he replied, his sweet voice transitioning back into Butterfly, as your eyes fluttered shut once more.