BTS IMAGINES AND SCENARIOS

Terpsichore✿⁠ (Jung Hoseok/J-hope)

Y/n

Heavy bass bounced off the walls of the studio as sweaty bodies moved about, feet slamming on the floor anytime the jumped. The neighbors were either sick of it or used to it.

The song finally came to a halt. Heavy sighs of relief was heard across the room as the crowd dispersed, either going to gulp down a bottle of water or laying down flat on the ground, trying to catch their breaths.

You were one of the latter.Eyes closed ,hair stuck to your forehead and chin as you tried to blow it off by puffing out hair from your mouth. You sighed raising your hands towards your face instead but your movements was stopped halfway when a hand moved you hair smoothly off your face.

You snapped your eyes open,gaze locking immediately with the black-haired male.

Hoseok.

You see,Hoseok is your dance teacher. Well,to the class that's what you were but to yourselves, there's something more, something you- more like Hoseok was trying to ignore.

After a few shared kisses here and there and declaration of feelings,you still doesn't know where you stand in each other's lives.

Anytime you brought up the topic,Hoseok is quick to dismiss it, saying something along the lines of "we'll figure it out later."

It was starting to get annoying which resulted in you avoiding Hoseok.

At first,he thought maybe because of your busy schedules that's why you guys don't seem to cross paths anymore but noticing that you were avoiding eye contact even,he knew something was wrong.

So when he saw the class leave the studio to go about on their break leaving only you sprawled on the floor. He took that as his opportunity.

You held the gaze for what felt like hours until you decided to break it by abruptly, pushing yourself into a sitting position startling Hoseok a bit.

" Can I help you?" You asked , raising an eyebrow.

"You're avoiding me." Hoseok stated matter of fact.

" No I'm no-"

" Don't even try to deny it." He gritted through his teeth,a frown finding it's place on his flawless face.

"And if I am?" You asked sassily, eyeing him.

"Why?" He asked softly,gaze softening as glints of confusion and frustration swam in them.

A heavy sigh left your lips.

" Because of tired,Okay? I'm tired of always feeling like my heart's going to burst when I'm around you, my cheeks heating up when you whisper sweet nothings in my ear while cuddling or when we are dancing together and we act like we don't feel the tension! When you kiss me Hoseok,I feel alive,free,like life's worth living but yet you're making things difficult!
One moment we are lovey dovey with each other,the next,we act like total strangers! I'm sick and tired of it!"

Tears brimmed your eyes as you used the little energy left in you to fight it back.

All Hoseok could do was gape at your confession as he tried to find the right words.
Taking his silence as your answer,you pulled yourself off the floor weakly, marching towards the exit,tears already rolling down your cheeks.

When you got out,you were full on sobbing now. Not only from the fact you just confessed to the man you loved and he didn't bother saying anything but from the fact that he didn't even try to stop you.

You wiped at your eyes aggressively, trying to stop yourself from crying, walking towards your home.
As you tried to cross to street to go wait for the bus across,a hand pulled you back, making your front hit the person's chest.

You knew immediately who it was as you let the tears you've been trying to stop fall freely,small whimpers escaping your lips.

Suddenly,he smashed his lips onto yours, not in an aggressive way but in a soft passionate way that made your knees turn to jello.

He kissed you with so much love that it was more that enough to let you know where you finally stand in his life and vice versa.

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This is trash,I know,but it was rushed and I apologize:⁠-⁠)
It's also not edited or proofread so I apologize for my mistakesss
-Wakeelah.