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Episode 5: A Tango With... Hoseok's Tongue?

The fifth episode was the most intriguing so far. With one more episode before elimination, Y/n was feeling the jitters again. It had been over two months since she first met the boys due to how long filming took. The episodes were totaling about 44 minutes in runtime, which meant hours upon hours of footage was needed to fill in that gap. Carson and Jen wanted as much footage as possible so they could avoid filler. That was what they were doing now.

It was the eighth day of filming for episode 5, and Y/n was tired of it. They cracked down on the fluff and really amped up the drama. Taehyung and Jimin's storyline was getting juicer by the second. Y/n was watching it outside, the breeze brushing by her hair and sending a wave of chills across her skin.

"Why do you hate me so much?!" Jimin asked in a shout, Taehyung holding his ground.

"You're nothing more than a flirt who wants someone out of your league. Do you know how to grow up? Do you know how to do anything other than suck the life out of everything?" Tae asked back, his voice much calmer.

Jimin's hands shook by his side, tears crawling their way inside his eyes. Y/n would have felt bad if she knew it wasn't an act. Tae and Jimin were best friends off camera. Actually, they were more like soulmates. They did everything together. Yes, they even spanked each other. It would be funny if it wasn't so... strange.

While the fight was escalating, Jimin crying to display his frustration and Tae didn't give a fuck, Y/n snuck back inside. The camera crew was occupied with gaining footage for the episode. That meant she was in the clear. Jen and Carson directed the scene and made sure to get different angles, zooming in and out as necessary. She admired the way they worked together, and she was appreciative that she was working with a team that knew what they were doing. The ratings would prosper. Hopefully, anyway.

Now was her chance. For the first time in what felt like ages, Y/n wasn't in the middle of the drama. She had a moment to catch her breath and do what she wanted. So, she acted on that mental note she made not long ago: visit Hoseok. He was in his room, likely staring at his suitcase. What they packed were clothes and basic necessities, and knowing Hoseok, he probably had 2,000 different outfits. It'd take weeks to pack all that.

By the time she got there, she heard faint music inside. She questioned if knocking would do the trick, then determined it would and rapped her fist against the door. The music faded away, and the door opened to reveal Hoseok's smiling face. He dragged her inside without a peep, her laughing at the way she was thrown in. One kick later, the door was shut, Hoseok flicking the music on and offering her his hand.

They danced together, swaying back and forth to a Katy Perry song Y/n didn't remember the name of. She bounced around with Hobi, the pair enjoying the other's company. Silence carried on between them, but they didn't need to speak. They understood what they needed and gave in.

Bodies molded together, folding until their breathing was ragged. What was once an innocent dance to a Katy Perry song ended with Y/n pressed against Hoseok's body. He held her in place and stared, her staring back. It was in that moment that Y/n realized how much she missed Hoseok's presence. The smiles, the laughs, the gazes, the attitude. They made Hoseok who he was, and he was the sun of the group. The one who brought them warmth.

Regret flowed throughout her for eliminating him, but she didn't know who else to choose. Or how she'd feel eliminating someone else. Regret was a funny thing, wasn't it? It crept around each corner, lurking and waiting for the perfect time to strike. Apparently, now was that time.

The song concluded, their pants the only noises in the room. Hoseok licked his lower lip. Y/n did the same. Still no words. No sentences to express what they were feeling, if sentences could even get that point across. Their actions were their mouths, Hoseok leaning down and placing his lips on top of hers. She accepted the kiss and reciprocated it. Once again, their bodies came together, their eyes shut to enjoy the sensation hitting them.