J-Hope One Shots

Dance Partners in training? (part 2)

Barely having taken one step out of the dance studio, I suddenly launch at my best friend.

"WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!" I yell waving my hands frantically to which she just returns with a fit of laughter.

"It's not my fault I caught you spacing out again, and noticed an opportunity." She mischievously smiles.

"Aish. Just what did you do?!"

"....I might have volunteered you... to represent us in nationals." She mutters. "The class agreed anonymously, so congrats!"

"Oh, only that? I can handle that." I sigh in relief.

She flashes a smile at me encouragingly but also takes a defense stance as she waits for that information to sink in.

"Wait...represent us in NATIONALS?!" I scream "ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

"I thought we already established I was crazy...but, yes that is exactly what I did."

She grins, "But that's not all~"

"Great..." I say my voice the pure definition of sarcasm itself. "What other "wonderful" thing did you do?"

"You're also partnered with the teacher's son to represent us," She says her mischevious smile growing even bigger if humanly possible as she wiggles her eyebrows at me.

"WHY CAN'T YOU DO IT?!" I yell, shaking her shoulders.

"I would...but I have the MAMA's to compete in at that time."

Oh..right, I forgot the only reason (Y/BFF/N) joined this class was because she wanted to further improve her dancing skills so the choreography she was to be performing with her group would be easier.

"Why do you have to be a successful Kpop idol...?" I groan, running my hands through my hair.

"Because I worked hard to get where I am," She says, slinging her bag over her shoulders. "Just like you worked hard to get where you are in dancing, I truthfully think you DESERVE to represent us in nationals regardless of whether or not I am busy that day, because even if I wasn't busy that day and could be the representative I would still...'voluntell' you."

"So go march yourself right back into that studio and work hard, fighting!~" She smiles, pumping her fist before walking off for her daily singing classes.

"Aish that kid...she really is going to end up killing me one day with all the things she puts me through." I mutter but walk back into the studio.

Awesome, I have a moody, grumpy, guy to work with. I think to myself as I flip through my playlist looking for a song to warm up with. As we had already gone through stretches before in dance class I go through simple quick leg warm ups before I begin the song.

_skipping dance- (A.N.// this is what happens when you read something written by the laziest writer in history)

I breathe heavily sinking to my knees for the last move of the song, and as the song plays out its last note I hear sudden clapping.

"You dance really well, it will be a pleasure working with you on our duet for nationals I can already tell," He says holding out a hand, "Although you have probably a hundred times now...I am Hoseok."

"...(y/n.)" I whisper barely above a whisper, gently shaking his hand a slight blush lining my cheeks.

"Nice to meet you." He nods, " so shall we work on this project together?"

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We had worked hours together sweating and trying to get the choreography right for the song we had settled for, but no matter what, our movements seemed awkward and unnatural.

"How about you two continue this after lunch?" His father says passing us some water bottles and we lay in the floor breathing heavily after non-stop working out. "I made enough for all of us if you'd both like to join me."

"D-dad..? How long have you been here?" Hoseok says sitting up, his expressing quickly turning cold towards his father.

"Long enough to know you two are both exhausted and need some time to refuel and gather some energy." His father says gently sending a warm smile in my direction, before offering me a hand to help me up.

Before I can latch onto his hand and heave myself up to stand on my feet, Hoseok snatches my hand pulling me to his side and immediately starts dragging me away out of the room.

"Come on, (y/n), I saw a restaurant while we were driving into town and would love to try it out," He says as he continues to drag me away.

Why was he so quick to get rid of his father? Why did his whole attitude change as soon as he realized his father was in the room? No wonder it felt unnatural dancing together earlier...Hoseok's mind was somewhere else entirely, and I plan to find some answers.

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