PRIVATE LESSONS || JH✔️

17

The time finally came and I wasn't gonna lie, I was nervous.

Everytime I even mentioned liking someone my parents went crazy.

I'll be there in a couple minutes. Are you ready? -Hoseok.

I am. I'll see you soon. -Y/n❤

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When I got to Y/n's I knocked on the door and waited.

When the door opened my heart stopped.

She looked absolutely gorgeous.

She was wearing a light pink dress and her hair was curled nicely.

She looked beautiful.

I was the luckiest man in the world.

"Hey." she says and I smile.

"Hey." I say.

"I'm kinda scared." she admits.

"It'll be okay. You can hold my hand the whole time." I say and she smiles a little and thanks me.

"Let's get going. I don't want to be late." I say and she says okay then follows me over to my car.

With that we drive to the restaurant.

Even I was nervous.
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♪Your pov♪

When we got to the restaurant I felt myself becoming even more nervous and my stomach was turning.

I wasn't even sure I could eat because that's how bad it was.

His parents scared me and I wasn't ready to hear what they had to say.

"This way." Hoseok says gently as he guides me over to a table where I see his parents sitting side by side.

"You made it." his father says once we get to the table.

Hoseok bows then pulls the chair out for me to sit.

I thank him and watch as he sits down too.

"Let's order." His mother says and his father replies with a nod then begins to skim the menu.

After we order all eyes are on me.

"So, Y/n, how long have you been dancing?" His mother asks and her eyes seemed to burn right into my soul.

"For as long as I can remember I've been dancing." I say and she nods then looks over at Hoseok.

"Didn't you say she stopped for a while?" She asks and he nods.

"Why is that?" She asks. "Mother.." Hoseok warns.

"No, it's okay." I say.

"My parents were dancers and they taught me everything but they passed away and after that I just couldn't bring myself to dance." I say, a pain in my chest at the memory.

"So you stopped dancing because of that?" She asks.

I nod.

"I feel that would have made you stronger. Stopping was a weak thing to do." she says and my mouth goes dry as I feel tears stinging my eyes.

I clench my fists under the table and Hoseok's eyes widen at his mother.

"Honey." his father says in a warning tone and she releases a breath and shakes her head.

"I apologize, that was a bit much." she says and I just nod, too upset to speak.

I feel Hoseok grab my hand under the table and I try to calm my nerves.

I really wanted to cry right now but of course I couldn't so I just squeezed onto his hand.

"What are your plans for the future?" Hoseok's father asks after a moment.

"Well since I've made it into your school I'm taking dancing a lot more serious. I plan to do it as a career now." I say and he smiles.

"I'm glad we've helped you come to terms with that." he says.

I could definitely tell that his father was way nicer than his mom.

"Hoseok has really taught me a lot." I say.

"In dancing or other things?" His mother asks and my eyes widen as do Hoseok's.

"What? I just want to make sure they're keeping this serious. Hoseok knows what I said. If she doesn't motivate him and keep his brain on dancing, I won't accept this." his mother says and Hoseok squeezes my hand under the table.

"Y/n is always motivating me to dance. Truthfully, I feel more inspired to dance since she's been here." Hoseok says and I feel myself smile.

"Well let's keep it that way." she says and then the food comes.

I was still hurt over what his mother said earlier but I wouldn't keep dwelling on it because it would only hurt me more.

So far, I didn't like his mother.

She was mean and honestly, she scared me.

I need to find a way to stay on her good side.

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