Your POV

"How did it go?!"

"I think well? They liked my music choice."

"Will you get a second audition?"

"I really hope so...this...this is my last chance Alex..."

"I'm sure you'll get a second audition...you are the most beautiful dancer."

"Yeah...that's why I'm 27 Years old and clinging to my dance career."

"Don't be so hard on yourlsef." She said sitting down next to me. "You have gone through so many injuries...the last one taking over a year to get you back dancing...no one can take away your dedication."

"Yeah but it never lead to anything...when I got the first email about my  audition for Big Hit...I just couldn't pass it up..."

"I don't blame you."

"I need to shower, I'll be out in a minute."

I was able to get away from Alex and lock the door for some privacy...as much as I love my best friend...she can be a little suffocating. She had a desk job that she loved...and a boyfriend that she adored...but my 'exciting' single life as a struggling dancer just seemed way more interesting to her. She always told me that I would get my happy ending sooner or later but I always wondered if it would happen. This was my chance...as I stepped into the shower allowing the water to cascade down my body I let my mind dream. This could by my chance to actually dance...to actually do what I've worked so hard for over the two decades. I always wanted to be a dancer...not famous...just...a dancer.

Suddenly though my thoughts, his face flashed through my head causing me to gasp and open my eyes. I looked around the bathroom but no one was there. Of course no one is there I locked the door...but then I got to thinking about him again. I wonder what his name was. All 7 of the owners of Big Hit were stunningly handsome...but he was different...his smile was contagious and his eyes were a deep chocolatey brown that I could swim in. If I was going to get a second audition...I needed to know his name.

Suddenly there was banging on the bathroom door bringing me out of my train of thought.

"GIRL GET OUT HERE AND CHECK YOUR DAMN PHONE!!"

"Why?" I yelled back.

"YOU JUST GOT AN EMAIL NOTIFICATION FROM BIG HIT!"

I was surprised that within a second I was out of the shower, towel wrapped around my body, all without falling on my ass. Alex held out my phone to me as I made it to sit on my bed and opened the email.

Subject: Finalist

            Good Evening Y/N,

                        I am reaching out to you with the information for the second audition scheduled in 3 days time. Please bring prepared a piece of your own that is outside of your comfort zone. Test your skills and be sure to come prepared, you will be working directly with Jimin and Taehyung in regards to the final decision, which will be made that very night. See attached document for details.

Best regards,

Kim Seokjin CEO

"Oh...my..."

"OH MY GOD YOU GOT A SECOND AUDITION!"

Next thing I knew I was being tackled into the bed with my best friends arms wrapped around me and her squealing in my ear.

"I won't be able to hear the music to dance at all if I go deaf!" I shouted at her.

She pulled away from me straddling my lap as she looked down from me. "I'm sorry...I am just so excited for you!" She said shaking her hands in front of her.

I laugh. "You seem more excited than I am."

"That's because you are trying not to get your hopes up...but I believe in you. You're my best friend and you deserve this...the universe OWES THIS TO YOU." She looked up pointing her finger in the air. "DO YOU HEAR ME?! YOU OWE THIS TO HER!"

I chuckle again. "Alex?"

"Hmmm?" she answeres looking down.

"Get. Off."

"Oh right." She then shimmies her way off of me opening the towel a little. I try to hide my body from her but she scoffs. "I've seen you naked before."

"That doesn't mean you should continue to." I sighed deeply. "If I get this gig...I'm going to have to lose weight."

"What are you even talking about...you are healthy, in shape and strong...you don't need to lose anything."

"You should have seen some of the girls there Lex...they were...thin...and young...and..."

"Immature...and boney...and gross?"

"Stop."

"Well...you're a woman." She said standing straight. "Women have curves...they are thick...and they are much more fun to fuck."

I scoff again. "If I get this job...I highly doubt I'll be doing any fucking..."

"Why?? Those men...boy...angel...things that own Big Hit are fucking hot...I'm sure you could get any of them if you tried."

"I'm not going to try."

"Your loss."

I roll my eyes and we spend the next few hours going over my wardrobe for the second audition. Though I will be sweating...I still wanted to make a good impression. We decided on crop leggings, my purple tennis shoes, and a long gray tank top that covered down past my hips, with a matching sports bra, just in case the movements rendered my tank top to flop open. I slept well that night...surprisingly so. I couldn't bring myself to be nervous...Alex was right...I didn't want to get my hopes up with this...it was a long shot...and I couldn't bare my heart be broken again.

The next morning I spent time coming up with new choreography...I decided to go with a new song from Dua Lipa called "Kiss and Make Up." It was VERY outside my comfort zone for it required a lot of sexy movement and though I could do it, it wasn't my favorite thing to think about doing in front of 7 amazingly beautiful men. 

The day of the second audition came and I sat in the corner again playing games on my phone while the other girls danced. I didn't watch them... I never did because those girls always looked so different from me it made me feel like I would never compare to them. But I need to stay confident and dance my heart out...this is literally my last chance. Finally I heard my name called from one of the seven seated at the long table and I walk over. I gave the one with the glasses my disc and went over to the middle of dance floor.

"Wait." The one at the end called. He was the one asking me about the music...I need to know his name. I looked over to him waiting for him to continue. "What kind of song should we be expecting today?"

"Um...well the email said to do something that is out of my comfort zone...so I chose a new pop song."

"What about it causes you to get out of your comfort zone?" The guys next to him asked.

"Its...sexier than I am used to dancing...but I can still do it."

I watched the one standing visibly swallow thickly. "That...sounds interesting."

I smiled and turned to the guy I gave my disc to and nodded for him to start. The music started and everything around me disappeared. I rolled my head back relaxing my body. I allowed the song to consume me. It was a little faster than the one I had originally auditioned with, but I was confident I'd be able to tell the story just the same. More longing...a little desperation, and love. I allowed my moves to be a little more fluid than before trying to show them my capability to be diverse.

When the song started to come to an end I was walking away from them and just as the music stopped I turned to look at them my eyes landing on the one at the end of the table. His lips were parted slightly and his chest was coming up and down as if he was panting. I looked over to the rest of the table and they all looked at me as if...as if I was something to eat. Part of me felt empowered that these men were looking at me as if they could eat me...but then...I felt a little uncomfortable.

I walked back over to the front of the table as the guy I had been giving my discs to gave me mine back. I bowed to all of them turning around. I felt sick to my stomach...clearly that wasn't what they were looking for and tears started to pool in my eyes as I walked towards my bag. I didn't get far before I heard my name being called out.  I turned to see the same guy who stopped me last time standing, a beautiful smile on his face.

"Yes?"

"That was...incredible." He said.

I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my face and looked down to my feet. "Thank you, sir."

"Call me, Jimin."

I smiled again. "Jimin...thank you...I'm glad you liked it."

"I did. We did." He said gesturing to all the nodding heads. "I um...well I think I speak for everyone when I say to expect an email from us once you get home."

I smiled looking down again and then back up to them all. "I look forward to it."

The guy at the end of the table stood and put his hand out. I walked over quickly shaking his hand. One by one they stood up and I shook each hand. I learned their names accordingly starting with Namjoon, then Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Taehyung, Jungkook, and then I finally came to the other end of the table to Jimin.

"It's nice to officially meet you Jimin." I said as kindly as possible. I reached for his extended hand and when his skin came in contact with mine time seemed to stop. I looked into his eyes and the brown was so deep and dark they almost looked unreal. He held on to my hand and stared back at me without blinking. I could feel heat start to pool in my cheeks and that's when a fire started to burn through my body. It was a welcome burning sensation and it made me feel warm and my heart started to beat fast.

Just then someone cleared their throat and it shook me from the trance I was clearly under. I jumped a bit seeing Yoongi with his eye brow raised looking right at Jimin. I dropped his hand and stepped back.

"I-it was nice t-to meet you all."

"You to sweety." I heard Jin say from behind me.

"R-remember don't leave yet...there's a second part!" I heard Jimin call.

I turned and waved making my way to my bag. I stumbled with it a bit but was able to grab it none the less and scampered out of the studio room. Once I was clear of them I dropped my back and backed into a wall lowering my body to the ground.

What was that?!