BTS: The 8th Member

Dance King From Hell pt. 1

NOTHING IN THIS PART IS TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY. I respect Hoseok so much and in no way do I think he is this much of an asshole (I do however think he is that passionate, as the members had mentioned how scary Hoseok is during dance practice) this was strictly written out of my own amusement.

I'm a Hobi stan, so obviously I do not mean this in a bad, mocking, or serious way. (I miss black haired Hope☹️)

SET ONLY SIX MONTHS AFTER NO MORE DREAM WAS RELEASED. At this point No More Dream, their Concept trailer, and No have been released; they are preparing for Skool Luv Affair.
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First Person POV: (Y/N)

Here's the thing about dance practice.

No body, I mean no body is safe from Hoseok's criticism. Not even Jimin, who literally went to school for dance, or me who has danced since I was eight.

Our happy little 'J-Hope' turns into J 'fucking-get-your-ass-back-in-formation-before-I-slap-the-Korean-out-of-you'.

You think I'm exaggerating?

Last week Yoongi forgot his part in Boy in Luv and Hoseok literally made Yoongi go over the moves until three in the morning- practice had started at four in the afternoon. And, of course, Hope couldn't just punish Yoongi, oh no, the whole group suffered.

Everytime one of us messed up, we'd redo the choreo from the beginning, every single time.

Now, for Jimin, Jungkook, and I (the ones including Hoseok who are fast at picking up choreography) there comes a point after doing a dance over and over again- we eventually go into this state of "half assed" movement.
If you're a dancer, you know the drill. Those fake little movements you do that do good to fill in the actual choreo without actually putting in much energy. If the routine causes a drop to the floor, you may bend your knees only 179 degrees but never really get close to the floor. Big arm swings become something that could almost replicate a T-rex flapping its arms around.

You get the idea, basically BSing your way out of it. (Yes surprise, surprise, you can pretty much bull sh*t your way out of anything- welcome to the world of loopholes.)

Anyway, it was late, we were exhausted and Hoseok wasn't letting up.

"Hyung, if you don't move your whole body with that arm sweep you're going to look like a plank of wood."

Seokjin almost looked offended.

"Ah, Namjoon, you can't just stand there! You have to move at least once!"

"Yoongi, I've told you already, you can't lay down for this part!"

Jimin, Jungkook, Taehyung, and I all sighed in defeat. One by one, the four of us slid to the ground, all dreaming for a nice shower and sleep. This was ridiculous, Hoseok may usually be tough but this was over kill.

The floor felt cool under my sweaty body and I found myself stretching out as much as I could to savor the feeling. Upon stretching, a moan of pain escaped my lips as my muscles had contracted after resting. My body slumped back to the floor and I let out a fake whine. "Hope....we have a month before this dance has to be perfect. Take it easy, on us and yourself."

"Yeah," Jimin agreed, "plus, we're going to be here all day tomorrow anyway. You're tired, we're tired, let's not over do it."

Hoseok didn't look too sure as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"Look," I sat up and tilted my head to look at him. "They already have most of the dance down, all that's really left is cleaning it up. And, you know Joon and Yoongi have been in the studio since yesterday, let them sleep."

The rest of the group looked up at the usually hyper male with pleading eyes. Finally, his shoulders sank and he waved a dismissive hand.

Yoongi, despite barely having any energy to lift his arms up, suddenly found the willpower to quickly gather his things and sprint out of the room.

"He does know he can't leave without us, right?" Jungkook comments, as he, like the rest of BTS, had their eyes on the door.

Hoseok's expression died. "That's the most movement I've seen from him all day."

*

"Hoseok, please. I'm dying, I'm dead...relax for a second."

Said man threw his hands up in frustration. "We just started."

Jin shook his head gasping to get a breath, his hands were braced against his knees and I swore I saw the color fade out of his face. Joon and Yoongi weren't in in better shape as they too struggled to take in oxygen. "Please...I think I just danced one of my kidneys into extinction."

To my left, Jungkook just about choked himself by holding in a laugh.

"This isn't even the most demanding choreography we've had." I almost felt bad as he raised a hand to his hair and rapidly shook his head. "We only have two weeks."

My eyes caught Jimin's.

The press of his lips let me know we were on the same line of thought; this had to stop. It was plainly obvious something else was going on to make Hope act like this. He was typically extremely on the perfectionist side and had an abundance of passion, but this attitude wasn't the result of a desire to do good.

Jimin was the first to break eye contact. His attention was immediately pulled to Hoseok. "Hoseok?"

Hoseok briefly looked at Jimin but was quick glance away when he caught Jimin's expression. It was a face we all knew too well, Jimin was serious and he wanted answers. "What's up?"

"I think..." This got the whole groups attention. "I think we all need to have a talk...about you..."

"Hoseok, what's going on?"

Hope sighed and bowed his head towards the floor. A deafening silence filled the practice room.

For some reason, along with the silence, a cloud of dread settled in.

"Hoseok?" My brows drew together and a small frown pulled at my lips.

"...I got a call from my dad about a month ago."

When he didn't elaborate, Namjoon slowly stood up and placed a hand on Hoseok's shoulder. "What happened, Hoseok?"

His head stayed low for five heartbeats. I knew this because the pounding of my heart against my ribs was the only sound I could hear.

When he finally looked up, tears were dripping onto his cheeks.

"He's making me leave Bangtan."
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Pt. 2 may be up next week, I will probably post a filter one-shot before then though.

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