Fun Fact: I actually started this fic in Spanish just to try something new but I figured it’d be better to rewrite in English since I’m better at that. Ps there’s some Spanglish in there because I tried to make this kinda like I’m going out with friends.
You had been so excited for this party because it was the first one where you could actually bring Jaebum. Your hair was all done up and you got dressed up all nice for him but he decided to kill all your fun tonight. Typical.
“Jaebum why not just one song?” You whined. “You’re in a boy band.”
“It’s different and you know that,” He argued. “I can’t even pronounce colombias much less dance it.”
“Then I’ll tell the dj not to play cumbia for a bit,” you conceded. “Or I’ll teach you to dance bachata. You can pick it up.”
He just sighed and took another sip of his drink. “You know you sound really cute,” He chuckled. You picked up your finished plate of food and his and walked it over to the trash can. “I was still eating that! Babe come back!”
“One song,” you bargained with his plate still in hand. “And then you can eat.”
“Throw it away I’m not dancing.” You took your seat next to Jaebum again giving up. That had been your surefire plan and there was no real alternate.
“¿Y porque no estás bailando?” (Why aren’t you dancing?) Your best friend’s aunt asked. “Desde cuando era niña bailaste en cuál que fiesta.” (When you were young you danced at every party)
“Ni modos mi novio no querré bailar pues.” (But my boyfriend doesn’t wanna dance so) You pointed at him.
“Que guapo pero parece un viejito,” (he’s handsome but acts like an old man) she laughed. “Okay voy a bailar con las viejas porque nos divertimos más de ustedes.” (Im gonna go dance with the old ladies because we have more fun than you)
She made a face and Jaebum spoke up. “Hey you guys are talking about me aren’t you?” He complained. “What did you say.”
“My friends family are offended that we’re not dancing,” you explained. “They say that young people should dance and have fun.”
“So I’m old?” He asked.
“Parece un viejito means he’s like an old man.” you translated for him. It’s funny he’s normally translating for you but now the roles reversed. “So yes you just got called an old man by my best friends aunt.”
He sulked in his seat. “Can we go back to the hotel?”
You thought about how excited you were for this. Jaebum was finally gonna meet your best friend and you were gonna get to go party with her like you guys used to; it was gonna be awesome. “Why do you gotta ruin my fun?” You asked now annoyed. “I wanted you to come have fun with me and my friends and you won’t even give it a shot.”
He just rolled his eyes and looked away from you. “You can dance without me stop pouting.”
“Wow so chic,” you mocked. “Why are you like this?”
“I just don’t want to dance I don’t know this music or how to dance to it.” He raised his voice a bit but to be fair you were the one who made this an argument.
“Jaebum I go out with you and your friends all the time I just want this one night.” You lowered your tone so the situation wouldn’t escalate anymore.
“I have a solution!” Your best friend said from behind you.
“How long were you standing there?” You laughed.
She ignored your question. “How about a Justin Bieber song?” She asked. “Don’t they call you JB anyways?” She had googled him when you said your boyfriend was famous.
Part of you wanted to slap your best friend. “That’s the worst idea you’ve had since you waxed your legs with melted crayons in sixth grade.”
“Do I ever get to live that down?” She complained.
“Not until you get over you know what.” Only she remembers that embarrassing thing you did your freshman year and you will take it to your grave.
“He doesn’t know?!” She laughed. You covered up her mouth with your hand. Then she licked you. “Either way come to the dance floor and I will play Justin Bieber to make this one dance.”
She had that look on her face like she was up to something and you eventually caught on. “Jaebum please?”
He gave a quick “whatever” in response and you dragged him over to the dance floor.
Your friend got behind the dj booth and said something to him. “Okay this one goes out to the one Asian guy here because he’s finally getting up to dance.”
Come on over in my direction. So thankful for that it’s such a blessing.
“Was I tricked?” Jaebum raised an eyebrow. “I still don’t know how to dance to this.”
“I told you I’d teach you,” you smiled. “Okay let’s start. It’s like normal dancing: put your arms around me and just steps.”
You did a few steps to show him. “Just watch what everyone else is doing you’re fine.” You tried. “It’s not as hard as you think. Stop thinking.”
“Like this?” He asked. “Just like moving a little?”
“I told you so.”
He just laughed. “Whatever I guess you were right.”
“I didn’t hear that last part,” you teased. “Say it again please.”
“You were right.”
“Thank you.” Maybe you were petty and maybe Jaebum was too stubborn but at least things tend to work out in the end.