Ice Cream (hiatus)

1. Cherry Cola

Please read the warnings and beware the amount of explicitness and ridiculousness and etc!!
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Hoseok's smile disappeared right as the lights cut out. He ran off stage immediately.

Frantically he tried to catch up with Jimin who seemed upset. It was only the slightest of anger (?) that Hoseok seemed to notice for a split second after the stunt he pulled.

It was another performance of "Blanket Kick" and Hoseok had tried maybe too enthusiastically to act out. This time he had really pulled and pushed Jimin hard onto the bed. He could have ended it there, but no--Hoseok decided to run both his hands up Jimin's shirt. It was apparent that he went too far, too, because Jimin had an expression on his face like he had just seen a ghost. To make matters worse, it took more than a second for Jimin to snap out of it to resume choreo. The other members seemed to notice, too. All except Yoongi.

Hoseok would have woke him up, but before he could realize Jimin was frozen, he was already in the next position. The fangirls screamed louder than usual, but Hoseok knew the higher ups were going to say something.

'I was way too risque..' Hoseok thought as he clenched his hands lightly.

Hoseok ran his hand partially through his hair, forgetting the stylists had worked hard on it. Blame it on dancing too much.

He took a deep breathe, trying not to show too much emotion to everyone as he looked around calmly for Jimin. Still though he could feel a few glances of the other members as they headed to the dressing rooms. Although, he knew they wouldn't say anything about it--at least not this soon. Luckily, they weren't in too much of a rush because it was intermission. There was just enough time to apologize.

He tried to catch his breathe. He felt guilty. Was Jimin really mad? Did he really take it too far? Maybe it was because he didn't want to do something the fans had already seen before? Or maybe Hoseok was more tense than he had realized. For the past months it felt like something was building up in him. He wasn't quite sure of the reason, because every little random thing would set him off. He just never showed it. Or at least he thought that.

When they got into the dressing room he half hid from his assigned makeup artists at least to just find Jimin first. And past the flood of other members he saw pastel pink hair near one of the mirrors.

Before he could move, though, Jin put a hand on his shoulder, "Hey, are you okay?"

Hoseok half smiled and nodded, surprised he didn't ask about Jimin instead. "Yeah, I'm fine."

With that, Jin was only partially convinced but let him go, getting the vibe that he had to do something.

When Hoseok met eyes with him through the mirror, Jimin asked the makeup artist to give him a second.

Jimin stood up and Hoseok approached him as the artist left. Hoseok couldn't tell how he was feeling from his expression. He didn't seem particularly upset, just a bit tense. "Jimini--"

"I'm sorry about messing up, hyung."

There it was. He could feel Jimin trying a bit too hard, and he could tell he was upset and maybe even mad.

But why was he apologizing?

"Huh?"

"Sorry about messing up."