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I walked into the BigHit building and made my way through back to the studio wing. I wandered around the dance hallway, peeking into each studio to find where J-Hope was, trying not to spill the smoothies I brought as I pushed open each heavy door. Of course, as I came to the last door, I saw Hoseok rehearsing on his own as the other members were strewn randomly around the room. I gave them all a polite nod as I crossed the floor, setting the smoothies next to J-Hope's bag. He looked at my reflection through the mirror for a second before focusing back on his own reflection, finishing the dance routine for the song playing through the studio. I realized the song was long from over and slouched along the mirror, next to all his things, and sipped on the smoothie I brought for myself.
"You did good, hyung," Jungkook said as Hoseoks song came to an end, and as Hoseok was wiping sweat from his forehead with a towel tucked into his pocket.
"Thanks," He said, out of breath, to Jungkook before collapsing beside me.
He held his hand out to me, and I laughed, handing him his smoothie. He breathed heavily for a couple minutes before being able to speak up.
"This tastes so~ good," He said with a smile. "I thought this place closed," He looked down at the label, and then again to me.
"I did too, but it's still there," I said, trying to keep a conversation.
I didn't want to embarass Hoseok or start any drama, but I felt weird about seeing him continue to push himself after practice had been long over. He worried me sometimes with how hard he worked, and how hard he tended to push himself, and he knew that, but I still worried every time I witnessed his extra efforts exhaust him. I knew he thought of himself as the example and felt the need to always push himself further than anyone else, and I didn't want him to be further embrassed or pressured ny bringing it up. But I have a habit of being implusive with confrontation.
"You alright?" I asked, noticing his deep breaths had continued.
He set his smoothie down beside his leg and made eye contact.
"Yeah. I'm fine," He said. He got up and walked over to the stereo, unplugging his phone and plopping down beside it, scrolling through whatever app it was.
After the amount of times I'd asked him these kinds of questions, I wasn't surprised he had been so 'dramatic'.
"Hoseok, come on," I sighed as I got up from the floor and made my to him. "You know I worry, I'm sorry. It must be so annoying," I said, but earned no response.
"I know you're just doing what you love, I'm sorry I question it so much, I said, slipping my hand into his.
He gave a half smile and squeezed my hand in his. I glanced around, making sure none of the other members were watching. I leaned up and pecked his cheek, earning a full, bright smile.
"I know my limits, I'll be fine~. Don't worry" He assured with a quiet chuckle.
"I know, I know," I said, scooting closer to him.
"Actually, I'm not fine. I need my smoothie," He said, looking down at me with pleading eyes and an air kiss.
I laughed and got up, retrieving our smoothies from across the room. I nestled back into his side with our smoothies and smiles.
**A/N: Hobi is just so precious, and I love this cute lil gif**
