December 29, 2020

Rauma, Finland

Jimin finds himself standing to the side of a massive staircase. Well, more like leaning against the wall, where stockings are hung and the railing is lined with sparkling silver, gold and blue tinsel. He holds a red solo cup in his hand, swishing the liquid inside back and forth as he tips it back and forth.

"Come on, man, drink," Vili scolds. "It'll make you feel better."

"I'll drink it for him, if he won't," a dark-haired man, Gunnarwolfe Calder remarks, tipping the last of his cup's contents into his mouth and then leaning over toward Jimin, almost stumbling and falling into him in the process. His long boyish curls bounce over his eyes and his lets out a squeaky drunk-laugh.

"Wolfie..." Jimin whispers. "You don't need anymore booze. Look at you."

Gunnarwolfe chuckles. "I'm perfectly al-al-alright." He hiccups and presses his hand against the wall to steady himself. His chocolate eyes shimmer with the buzz of the alcohol in his system.

"Bro, you're drunk," Vili states, chuckling and sipping more from his own cup. "Don't let Arttu see you, or else..."

Jimin shoves his cup into Gunnarwolfe's hand and storms off from them, the only one completely sober. Forget them, I need to do something! He makes his way into the living room, finding a drunk girl passionately making out with one of the guests. She is wearing a low-cut tank top underneath a bedazzled jacket, which makes him cringe.

Jimin holds a hand up to the side of his face to ignore the sight, though he can still hear the sexual moans and the sickening sucking sounds as the girl's lips find the guy's skin on his neck. (At least that was the last body place he managed to glimpse the make out before he averted his eyes.)

Where are you, Robin Nieminen?

Jimin ducks around buzzed person after buzzed person, lit up from the party. He makes his way out onto the porch, finding Robin and Luna sitting on a couch. They're just talking and smiling, but that can only last so long.

Jimin glances back behind him to the boisterous party inside. The music is blaring through speakers as built-in strobe lights and multicolored dance lights light up the cluster of people moving, grooving and drinking. He snaps his head back, just in time to see Robin plant his grinning lips on Luna's.

"Hey!" he calls out, his voice straining a tad.

Robin and Luna both jerk back from one another and spin around to look at him.

"Hey, Jiminie," Robin greets with the familiar derogatory nickname, cocking a thick eyebrow. "Are you and your teammates enjoying things?"

Jimin puts his hands on his hips. "Everything is peachy. Wonderful party."

"So what do you want?"

"To challenge you to a dance-off!" Jimin announces, raising his voice up a level.

Robin chuckles, getting up to his feet. "You want to challenge me to a dance-off in my house?"

Jimin holds his ground as Robin storms up to him and gets in his face. "Yes. Can you handle it?"

Robin holds his head a few inches away from Jimin's, his brows knit together and his eyes dark and hardened in a glare. "Well, can you handle a SING-off. My house, my rules for the challenge, pretty hockey boy."

"Fine. I accept." Jimin remarks, leaning toward him, propelled by his determined fury.

Robin steps back, chuckling and eyeing Jimin. "Excellent, let's get inside and do it then." He turns and looks inside, where people have gathered to hear about the challenge. They are livid with excitement.

"Robin!" Luna shouts out, jumping up to her feet. "Oh, men..."

Robin and Jimin step back inside of the room, where everyone's attention is slowly focusing on them now. Including Arttu Lyonen, the Lukko captain. He is shocked at hearing the cheers from the partygoers and seeing Robin and Jimin clearing a space in the middle of the room for the 'stage.'

"Jimin!" Arttu gasps, seeing him. "What in the hell are you--?" He breaks off, spotting Gunnarwolfe and Vili, who are grabbing onto one another, making out. "Oh, come on, you two...get a room..."

Vili is pinned against the stocking wall of the staircase by the super-intoxicated Gunnarwolfe, who's hair is puffed out and sticking in all directions and his hands are entangling in Vili's.

Robin claps his hands and then stands up on the coffee table to get command of the crowd and reach everyone, while Jimin attempts to climb on a small sturdy leather cube that belongs to a chair in the room. However, he is way smaller in height than Robin and huffs in frustration.

"My amazing guests, I'm so glad you could attend my get-together to celebrate the release of my new international album," Robin calls out.

"Just get to the damn point, Bird-Boy," Jimin hisses at him.

"This tiny, adorable man has challenged me to a sing-off. It's cute he wishes to go against the best pop singer in Finland right now," Robin continues on, gesturing to Jimin at his side.

A handful of people break out in laughter, looking at Jimin. 

Jimin ignores them and spots Gunnarwolfe and Vili making out by the staircase. Typical drunk Gunnarwolfe getting his gay on.

"Anyway, his name is Jimin Packalen, he's a Rauman Lukko player, let's see if he has any talent other than showing off goal-scoring skills on the ice," Robin finishes his speech to the crowd. "Play 'Euphoria,' it's got some wicked falsetto and range sweeps. Try to keep up Jiminie." He hops down, patting the hockey player's shoulder along the way. Then he winks at him, rolling his sleeves up.

Jimin rolls his eyes and mouth-mocks Robin's last line to himself.

Robin snatches up a play karaoke-microphone that's bedazzled in a shimmering blue and white color. He picks up a second one as well (this one is yellow and blue, like the Rauman Lukko) and tosses it at Jimin.

Jimin skillfully catches it with a cool swooping motion. "I'll keep up, Nieminen."

"We lay in bed and watch the clocks dance

Around us, until time rises

And falls to the beat of our hearts

And we kiss, holding each other close

The colors of the world swirl around us.

It's well-being, it's elation

When I'm with you

It's happiness, it's excitement

When I'm around you

It's joy and overwhelming emotion

When I see you.

Every rhythm we make

Under the sheets, void of human shape

What holds us together as we wake

That's my euphoria

You complete me and I complete you

For when I'm with you,

I'm in my eternal euphoria."

Jimin cracks his neck and snaps his hand up with the microphone in it. He launches into the next verse of the song, though slightly off-key:

"Girl, you're the one that does it for me,

You make me jubilated so much,

My heart skips a beat.

And I don't know what to do,

I don't know how to act.

All I know is..."

Jimin twirls around in place and stomps the ground with his foot on beat, before he thrusts himself into the next dance move. He grabs his throat with his hand in a sudden sharp gesture, focusing his eyes on the person before him, who nearly drops his drink. He then sharply snaps his hand up, running it through the side of his two-cut hairstyle as he holds his other hand out to his side in a 'J'-shape and his head snaps to that side.

In his peripherals, he can see Robin watching him with a rather stunned, curious look that also has a little bit of jealousy to it.

Jimin can't help but smirk at it.

In a rhythmic, slow-mo move his hands snap to different locations as his right hand is now covering his eyes and his left hand is on his hip. His legs spread apart and bend at the knees slightly, before he jumps up into the air a good couple of feet off the ground with his arms up over his head.

He lands with his right foot out and his left one slightly turned at an angle behind him. His arms are now out to his sides like he is steadying himself on a tightrope. He moves them up and down like a bird alternating his wings in flight. He does this roughly three times, before he slides his feet together and struts forward a few feet as he caresses his neck and clavicle in a seductive way.

Then he throws his hands down to his sides with a sharp movement. Digging into the beat of the song, he kicks his foot around into the legs bent pose as he works his hands to either shoulder, brushing them off in a cool way and sings:

"Every rhythm we make

Under the sheets, void of human shape

What holds us together as we wake

That's my euphoria

You complete me and I complete you

For when I'm with you,

I'm in my eternal euphoria."

Robin steps before Jimin, throwing out an unintentional-intentional elbow as he belts out a high note with all the falsetto he can muster into it. Jimin throws a sharp, scolding look backward at the pop singer and works to recover from the sudden rude gesture made by the man.

"Take my hands now," Robin sings out, after finishing off his killer note.

"You are the cause of my--" Jimin attempts to continue, shoving his way back.

"EUPHORIA!!!" Robin belts out, cutting Jimin off. He manages to get super high into his tenor range.

Luna sighs dreamily, clasping her hands together.

Jimin sees her and furiously re-enters the song with: "When I'm with you, I'm in Utopia."

Then they both launch back into the chorus of the song:

"Every rhythm we make

Under the sheets, void of human shape

What holds us together as we wake

That's my euphoria

You complete me and I complete you

For when I'm with you,

I'm in my eternal euphoria."

Jimin breaks out his dance moves once more. They repeat the chorus a few times, Jimin dazzling the crowd with his explosion of rhythmic body jerks to the beat of the song and Robin's stunning singing skills with the falsetto.

At the end, Jimin stomps his foot on top of Robin's and throws his hand up in the air with a dramatic flail of a contemporary dancer's finesse. Luna claps for the entertaining show, while Jimin notices Arttu pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.