My Muse || Sope

-Eight-

Hoseok currently had his hands on my hips as he stood behind me. He had been telling me to "loosen up" for a while, and honestly, I could've loosened up a long time ago, but I have been enjoying his assistance a little too much.

I noticed Jimin smirking in my direction a few times. I couldn't quite make out what he was trying to tell me so I just ignored it. I began to notice Hoseok's hands slowly moving closer to my ass. I cleared my throat and stepled away. "I'm, uh, going to run to the bathroom. I'll be back.. um, yeah. Be right back." I scurried off to the bathroom to catch my breath.

My knuckles were ghost white from gripping the sink so tight. I rocked my body back and forth, trying to calm myself down. The door to the bathroom opened, and my eyes met Jimin's in the mirror. He smiled at me, his eyes turning into the shape of crescents.

He walked up casually to the sink next to mine and started washing his hands. "He likes you, you know."

The breath hitched in my throat at Jimin's comment, catching me off-guard. "Um, what?"

He laughed before turning to face me. He leaned against the sink, arms crossed over his chest. "He has a funny way of showing it, but I can see him blush everytime he gets near you. He also won't shut up about how attractive you are. I don't blame him for that cause Goddamn you are a whole snack."

Jimin saying those words while licking his lips made me feel slightly uncomfortable. "Why are you telling me this?"

The younger shrugged. "Just in case you wanted some reassurance. He's a good guy. He hasn't been interested in anyone for a while, so this is a nice change of pace."

"Why has it been a while?"

Jimin exhaled sharply before pushing off of the sink, headed towards the door. "That's for me to know and for you to find out." He winked before leaving me alone in the bathroom.

••••

After walking back to the dance studio and spending some more time learning a few dance moves, I finally decided that I needed to get back to my own studio and work on my music.

I was almost back to my studio when my name was called from behind me. I turned and found it hard to breathe as I came almost nose to nose with Hoseok, who was panting slightly. Neither of us said anything. We just stood close to each other and enjoyed the proximity. Hoseok's lips turned upwards into a beautiful smile.

I'm not sure who initiated. Hell, maybe both of us wanted to, but we ended up in each other's arms. My head nuzzled its way into his neck as he pressed his cheek to the side of my head. Our arms were around each other's waists, holding on as if we didn't want to let go.

I started laughing, unable to control myself. Hoseok started laughing along with me as we seperated, our arms still wrapped around the other's waist. "What's so funny?"

I shook my head as I leaned it into his chest, trying to catch my breath. "I just don't know why we're hugging. Not that I'm, um, complaining, but I just don't understand what made us do that." I wiped a small tear off of my cheek from laughing before processing that Hoseok had been staring at me for a few moments now. "W-why are you stari-"

Before I could finish my question, Hoseok pressed his lips firmly on mine. I instantly felt a shock sent down my spine at the feeling. Before I had a chance to reciprocate and start kissing him back, he pulled away. I couldn't help but laugh at the bright pink shade of his cheeks. "Crap, I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that." He averted my gaze.

I smiled as I reached a hand up to his chin, making him look right at me. "Do it again."

He blinked a few times, the pink spreading to his ears. "W-what?"

"Do it again."

Hoseok looked conflicted for a second before he smiled, starting to lean down again.

"Well it's about damn time you two kissed." By instinct, I pushed Hoseok away, a little too forcefully, causing him to fall to the ground with a pout.

"Fuck! Sorry." I reached a hand out to him and helped him up before we turned to our friend.

"Really, Jungkook? You had to ruin it?" Hoseok had his hands on his hips and was in a stance similar to a mom scolding her child. It was hard for my to contain a smile from spreading across my lips.

"Well, would you have preferred for Taehyungie and I to watch the potential makeout session?"

My eyes went wide as I started searching for Taehyung, finding him squatting in the corner, a hand clamped over his mouth to try and contain his laughter. "Goddammit, Tae!"

That made him burst out laughing, almost stumbling out of the corner as he came out of his "hiding spot." Jungkook caught Taehyung as he stumbled. Taehyung buried his head in Jungkook's chest as he was in tears from laughing so hard, his face almost purple. Just One Day dance practice😏😏

Before we knew it, all of us were laughing alongside Taehyung's infectious laugh. Once the laughter would die down, it would pick up again a few seconds later.

Our laughter was stopped when we heard someone clearing their throat behind me. I frowned as I turned around, coming face to face with Hitman Bang. I heard Hoseok mutter a barely audible, "shit," next to me, almost making me laugh again.

Bang PD crossed his arms over his chest. "What the hell are you four doing? Do I pay you to sit around and laugh, disrupting other employees?"

The four of us shook our heads obediently. "Get back to work. I expect your projects to be in to me on time, no excuses!"

We scurried off, not really paying attention to where we were going. Eventually, I made it back to my studio, closing the door and locking it behind me as my mind was begging for some peace from the chaotic world outside.

Sitting down at my workspace, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. My heart was still racing. I could still feel the taste of Hoseok's lips on my own. I wanted more.

The real question is: did he?

••••••

Dun dun dunnnnnnn.

I'm so lame I'm sorry.