[✔] Magic // MYG

22. A dance

"Don't do that." He whispered.

I gulped.

He sighed. "I know that you don't mean it but still...I don't want to hear you say something like that."

He stared down at me. His hands on my waist and back. His chest almost in my face. His smell was making me dizzy.

I looked away, I couldn't stand the eye contact anymore.
Strawberries and mint didn't want to leave my nose.
My hands at my chest that were nervously playing with my shirt.

"Yeah, sorry..." I mumbled.

"Look at me." His voice gentle.

Why was he acting so different than a few week ago?

He was an ass, a total douchbag.
But now?
He was sweet and gentle, almost shy and loving.

Or was this my imagination?
Maybe the love I was feeling was blinding me already?

I refused to look at him.

He squeezed my waits a bit. "Look at me."

I turned my face to him but my eyes still wandered around elsewhere.

"Hyoju..." his voice not louder than a whisper. "Please look at me."

My eyes slowly traveled to his face, over to his eyes.
He was staring directly at me and my heart skipped a beat.

My life is in danger if this continues.

Oh FUCKING HELL!!

Can he hear my heartbeat? Does he feel it?! Because if not then he's fucking stupid!

"Don't be shy about being in love for the first time." He started again. "To be honest with you, I fell in love with someone as well."

My eyes widened and my mouth opened. Short after it closed again and I looked away. I bit my lower lip.

My heart started to hurt.
He likes someone?
He loves someone?

So my first love will be unrequited?
I lost my powers for an unrequited love?
I lost all of that for nothing?

I mastered one of my famous fake smiles.
"I'm happy for you." I patted his chest lightly. "I hope she returns your feelings."

My eyes started to burn.
My heart broke in my chest.
My lower lip quivered a bit.
My hands were shaking slightly.

"Yeah..." he breathed out, his eyes not leaving mine. "I hope that too."

"I hope that for you as well..." he started again. "I hope he returns your feelings."

"Yeah...I hope that too."

He smiled at me.
I smiled back.

My heart clenched looking at him and knowing that he loves someone.
My eyes filled with tears, I couldn't hold them any longer.

"Ssshhh, don't. It's alright." He put a hand on the back of my head and pressed me into his chest. He hugged me tightly and stroked my hair slowly.

I wrapped my arms around him and breathed in his scent.
Strawberry and mint.
How could such a combination smell so good?
How could he smell so good?

"Don't cry, alright?" His low and raspy voice was soothing to my ears. I nodded into his chest as I continued to hug him.

I hope we'll stay like that together.
Forever.

"I hope you two would stay like that forever." Seokjin cried out dreamingly.

"Me too, I hope they'll stay like that forever." Namjoon agreed and passed Seokjin a tissue which he accepted.

Yoongi and I separated right after hearing them say that.
Yoongi pushed his hands into his pockets and I wiped away my tears and then crossed my arms.

That's...that's awkward.

"Let's...let's get back and sit down?" Yoongi said quietly and looked away from me.

"Y-yeah..." I nodded lightly and we both went back to the couch.

We sat down together. Me on one end, him on the other.

More awkwardness.

"Hyoju?" I looked up to the boys.

"What is it?" I asked with a small voice.

"Will you ever tell us who the boy is that you love?" Taehyung asked.

I was silent. "I...I guess..." I looked for what to say. "You might probably find out who he is after a while."

"I hope it's Yoongi." Seokjin whispered to Namjoon, with his tissue in hand.

"I hope so too." He whispered back with his own tissues in hand.

My ears grew hotter after hearing those two.
They aren't helping.

Not at all.

I glanced over to Yoongi and saw him glancing over to me.
We made eye contact and looked away immediately.

This. Is. So. Awkward.

For the next few minutes we just sat there, not saying anything.
No-one made a sound.
It was dead silent.

This was getting more than uncomfortable.
It started to get hard to breath in this atmosphere.

Suddenly someone jumped up and clapped his hands.
"Okay away with this gloominess! Let's have some fun!"
Hoseok shouted excited.

I gasped for air. Thank god someone loosened up the air.

I stood up as well. "Yeah let's do something." I smiled at Hoseok.

He ran up to me and grabbed me by my hands, dragging me to the middle of the room.
He pulled me into a dance position and started to dance.

I giggled. "What are you doing?" I asked as I tried to match his steps.

"Dance, obviously." He chimed happily.

"But there is no music." I giggled.

"Who needs music to dance?" He asked and swirled me around.
He pulled me back and dipped me, ending the dance.

"Gosh Hoseok you're such a great dancer." I smiled at him.

He pulled me back up. "I know I am. If I weren't, I wouldn't have the confidence to dance with you right now."

He bowed before me "thank you for this dance milady."

I giggled. I pulled my invisible ball dress away from my ankles and bowed ladylike. "The pleasure is all mine."

We both started to laugh.

Thanks Hobi, for being the cheerful person that you are.

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A/N: I'm updating this in math class. I hate school.
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