My little Hobi (Yoonseok AU) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 3

Hoseok stirred awake early Saturday morning. He had dance classes this morning with a group of kids. Dealing with them was much better than dealing with the teens that he usually taught. The kids, although loud, were usually respectful and a lot of fun to be around. The teens however went out of their to find anything about Hoseok that they didn't like and made fun of him for it.

He got ready to leave his apartment making sure everything was turned off before he left. He walked into the community center greeting the receptionist as he walked in the room. This time he was a bit late getting there since he had a late start this morning, so there were already a few teenagers lurking around and talking.

"What's up, Whoreseok?" Said Taemin. He was one of the many bad apples in his group. And Whoreseok was one of the many names he and his clique gave the poor teacher. "I told you not to call me that. I'm tired of telling you this." He retorted.

Taemin muttered a 'whatever' under his breath as more students started to come in. Hoseok began setting up his equipment to start the session, but of course he can't go five minutes with out asshole McGee saying something.

"No wonder we can't hardly hear shit. Look at your amplifier. It's so small." Taemin unnecessarily commented. "Yeah, you would know about things being small wouldn't you Taemin?" Hoseok shot back." The entire class roared in laughter at their teachers surprisingly quick wit.

After Hoseok got the class to finally calm down, the rest of the class went smoothly much to his relief. After class was everyone had left except for one guy. He was the oldest in the group at 20 years old. Hoseok usually doesn't let anyone past 18 in his dance classes but he decided to make an exception for him. There was something really special about him. And besides, he was one the very few student that was nice to Hoseok.

"Jungkook, is anyone coming to pick you up today?" Jungkook looked up from his phone to Hoseok.
"Um, yeah! My da- uh, boyfriend is coming to get me in a few minutes. He would've been here earlier but he just got off work."
Hoseok nodded in understanding and slid down the wall to sit down on the floor. He always stayed back and made sure all of the kids got home safely before he went home himself.

After a few minutes a man, who Hoseok assumed was Jungkook's boyfriend, walked in. The man was then met by a wild hug from Jungkook. After they let go of each other he looked up at his boyfriend and whispered a small "Hi Daddy."

"Hi baby. Were you a good boy today?"  The man whispered into the younger's ear.
"Yes, Daddy. I was very good. We learned a new dance today!"
"Oh you did? Well let's talk about it on the way home, ok sweetie?" "Ok Daddy!"
They turned to walk out of the building but not before Hoseok runs up behind them and taps Jungkook on the shoulder.

"Don't forget your bag." Hoseok said giving him his belongings. "Oh! Thanks Hoseok!"
The man Jungkook boyfriend held out his hand and said: "I don't believe we've met. I'm Kim Taehyung."
"Nice to meet you I'm Jung Hoseok."

The pair shortly left afterward, which meant Hoseok got to leave too. The conversation that Jungkook and Taehyung had wasn't exactly as quiet as they thought. Hoseok heard everything. Even the 'Daddy' part. If anything, he felt more jealous than he did weirded out. He wishes he had that sort of relationship, especially with his 'problem'.

Hoseok then shook his head and brushed it off. He didn't have a problem. There was nothing wrong with him. So what if he felt a little childish at times. Aren't we all childish?

So what if he saw a cute little pacifier in the store yesterday? That doesn't mean he wanted it for him self. No way!

So what if he sometimes stayed in his pajamas all day with his thumb in his mouth and his stuffed horse tucked under his arm? Doesn't everybody do that?

So what if he felt himself slowly regressing mentally?

So what???

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Hoseok clocked in for his other job at the restaurant across town. He was scheduled to go in at 11 and get off at 7. Or so he thought...
He had just got done with his last table before he went on break. He was wiping it down when one of his supervisors came over to him. She checked behind Hoseok and other employees to make sure everything was done.

"Ok Hoseok, once you do your rounds you can get ready to go home for the day."
Hoseok laughed. "Haha. You mean break right?"
"No, I meant home. It's almost time for you to clock out." She stated seriously.
"But I don't get off until 7."
"I know, but there have been some changes made to your schedule."
At this point Hoseok's bottom lip was uncontrollably trembling. "But why? Did I do something wrong?"
"No! Of course not! The labor's probably too high or something. Anyway go ahead and finish up here."

"I don't wanna.." Hoseok pouted.
"Excuse me?" His supervisor said with a quizzical look on her face. "Nothing." He muttered. As she walked off he finished doing everything he needed to do and clocked out early. He got in his car and started to drive home. "It's not fair." He said with tears streaming down his face. Why is he crying? This isn't the way an adult would handle the situation. Pouting and crying like a child. The thing is that Hoseok was not an ordinary adult. And that was something that he had soon came to terms with.

Hoseok was a little.