Have you seen these movies when in the beginning the protagonist has nothing and in the end he has achieved all his goals and got whatever he wanted? Well...this certainly happens only in fictional worlds. Because in my life I had everything but progressively I started losing each thing that made me happy. I lost my mother's support who now wants nothing to do with me because I am a "faggot". I didn't care she called me like that. I really disliked the fact that my own mother didn't believe me, her own child. She had me locked for a whole summer, away from the people that truly loved me. But she wasn't the person I feared the most. My dad hasn't returned from his business trip yet. Or at least that was the case until the phone rang yesterday.

''Why haven't you called for almost a month? I am your wife for fuck's sake!!!'' my mother yelled angrily through the phone. I couldn't overhear really well since I didn't want her to notice me. I understood that my father is coming back in a week though.

I was in shock. She promised that she wouldn't say but I don't trust her word anymore. If my father finds out what happened he is going to kill me. I don't know why but both of my parents really dislike gay people. That's why we haven't visited aunt Nora for almost ten years , I thought to myself. I tried to forget the scary feeling that was lingering inside me and fell to sleep. My phone vibrated and I really wanted to be Yoongi. For once this year life treated me right.

kid from next door

:JIMIN...have you planned anything for tomorrow?

annoying neigbor

:Yeah, actually I do. I don't think you would like to join me though.

kid from next door

:How bad can your plans be? I just wanted to know if you were up for a movie or something.

annoying neigbor

:You might get a little mad but I've been holding a small secret from you. I became a part of the school's dance team and my parents don't know. You see, they think dancing is not really appropriate for me. Anyway they are performing tomorrow and I must attend since- guess what- I am in the front row!

kid from next door

:You know that I will support every single decision you make, Jiminie. Why didn't you tell me though?

annoying neigbor

:sorry Yoongi. I have only told Hoseok who performs with me. I was wondering if you would like to come and see us. I am not that good but still...

kid from next door

:I hope you are only kidding because I think you will both do great. Just text me the hour and I will be there. I think I am sleeping now. Good night Jiminie.

annoying neigbor

:okay man!!! have a nice sleep<3.

Jimin thought that at least Yoongi would come and see him perform. He knew that none who cared for him would attend. His parents who would judge him, his friends who are unaware because Jimin never told them he danced due to fear for their reactions. Hoseok didn't invite them because Jimin begged him not to. But now he knew that Yoongi will come. He felt a little embarrassed but loved the fact that he didn't have to hide his passion from a person he cared for... a lot.

10:38 Sunday

I woke up early, at least according to my standards. This past week has been awesome for me ( apart from some small incidents) and today I thought that my day will be even better. I smelt the breathtaking scent of my grandmother's baked chocolate cookies and ran to the kitchen. My grandparents hugged me softly and I grabbed three cookies.

''They are all for you anyway. Your sister isn't here''.

''She didn't come at all? She hasn't stepped her foot in here since last night''.

''I called her and she said she is fine.''

I didn't care at all about her. But she was still my sister so I called her. She didn't pick it up.

''Don't worry ok? She is fine.'' I tried to reassure them.

I walked upstairs and took a nice, long shower. I had finished all my homework yesterday so I had plenty of free time. I am so happy to see my friends perform tonight. It would be nice to have the entire gang there, though. And then as the prodigy that I am ,the most brilliant idea hit me. I sent a message to Kookie, who sent the message to Tae, who sent the message to Namjoon, who sent the message to Jin.

Long story short I persuaded them to join me at Jimin's and Hobi's performance. I explained to them why Jimin didn't tell them and they all understood. I might tease them a lot, but my friends are the best.

19:50

I still have no idea what to wear. I constantly think why people are not allowed to attend these events wearing their pyjamas?

I put on a grey pair of jeans, a red stripped shirt and my black, leather jacket. I took the bouquets that I have bought for Jimin and Hoseok and ran outside where Jin and the gang were waiting for me in Jin's car.

''I have the bouquets'' I said happilly.

''I have made a cake'' Jin felt proud for his cooking abilities.

''I have brought my camera to shoot the whole thing'' Tae excitedly screamed.

''I have brought balloons , although I think it is too much'' Namjoon said.

''I have brought my perfect self'' Jungkook laughed and I slapped the back of his head.

20:30

I never thought the theatre would be so full . OH FUCKKKK!!!...

I told my mum that I was going to study at the library and she believed me. She rarely goes out of the house so I wasn't scared that she would come. She speaks to none from our neigbourhood so I knew that she wouldn't hear it from anyone.

''READY JIMINSHIIIIIII...???''.

''Don't yell Hobi. We haven't even started yet''.

''Oh...look, look. My parents are here!!! My parents are here !!! Wait...MY PARENTS ARE HERE?SHIT...''.

''This is the definition of being bipolar...'' I chuckled.

''I really want to make them proud ,man''.

''You are great Hoseok. You will make them really proud'' I hugged him when I heard a loud, extremely familiar voice. I slightly opened the curtains and I opened my eyes widely.

''Can you take these stupid balloons from my face?''.

''At least I have brought something. What have you brought ?''.

''You brought balloons dude. We are attending a dance performance , not a fucking party. Or should I mention that half of them blew out on our way here?''.

''Hold your face right there, we will remember these moments forever'' Tae screamed.

I was standing there shocked. When I saw Yoongi holding two bouquets of flowers -a yellow one for me and a red one for Hobi- I really felt raptured. These were my friends and I loved them more than I loved myself.

''Welcome to our annual dance celebration, ladies and gentlemen. Prepare to have a night you will never forget. First number will be done by two of the best dancers of our school. Give your biggest applause to Park Jimin and Jung Hoseok!!!''

Don't cry Jimin. Stay strong. You got this. I relaxed my muscles and waited for my turn.

''I cannot believe this!!! This can't be Hobi. I can't accept that'' Tae was amazed.

''He looks HOT'' Namjoon commented.

''Hey, calm your tits man...''Jin commented.

''This will be so great for yearbook'' Tae yelled.

''Should I throw the balloons?''.

''No, we are saving them for their ending performance''.

If Hoseok is so good at dancing imagine Jimin...Yoongi thought.

The lights changed from blue to red. A blindfolded figure stepped on the stage. Yoongi opened his mouth widely, amazed by the beautiful miracle that was happening right in front of him. Everybody was impressed by the expressive young dancer. Yoongi felt really hot. He never saw Jimin so passionate and etheral.

''Go Jiminshiiiii....!!!'' Kookie screamed from the bottom of his lungs.

''That's my hot bestfriend right there!'' Tae applaused.

''Yoongi are you okay man? You are sweating like crazy'' Jin commented.

''I am fine, man. The heating is really terrible here..ufff'' he lied.

What is happening to me? I like every single thing he does. This cannot get any hotter. He has sprayed his hair with blond paint??? He can pull this colour as well...

Their dance ended and people cheered loudly , since they never experienced something like this.

''TOO BAD, BUT IT'S TOO SWEET, IT'S TOO SWEET...'' Jin was singing louder than he thought.

''Jin ,since we all discover talents here, I should say that your voice is amazing'' Namjoon complemented him.

''Thanks man. I mean, look. We have two great dancers, a professional photographer...''

''He said professional, did he say professional?''.

''I did Tae, relax. We got a lyricist, a singer ,a rapper and Jungkook''.

''Fuck you , I am good at everything''.

''And since when do you know I rap sometimes?" Namjoon blushed.

'''Sometimes? Dude,whenever I have visited you I always hear you rapping before I enter the room''.

''You are made for each other. You are both stupid and hot. I haven't found true love yet'' Jungkook pretends crying, not observing the light smile on Tae's lips.

The dance performances continued for a little while more. Then the announcer said:

''It was nice having all of you here ladies and gentlemen and now our final number- PERFECT MEN- get the stage on fire...''

DO YOU REMEMBER EARLIER THAT I CLEARLY MENTIONED THAT THIS WHOLE THING COULDN'T GET ANY HOTTER? IT JUST DID...

This cannot be happening. No ,no, no. I can't possibly accept this, I was yelling internally.

He has his head back to the perfect orange colour he used to and is wearing an outfit that can be described with one word only: PERFECT!!!

I 've never heard girls and boys screaming that hard. Did that girl just faint? Did he just take off his jacket? What is going on with me? Why do I stare at my friend with lust in my eyes? Pull yourself up Yoongi. How can I stop drooling over this ''PERFECT MAN''?