𝐄𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝; [j.hs + the 8th member]✔

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Hoseok really couldn't smile. He lied in his bed, lost in thought.

Nothing made sense. His dreams, the boy and the fact that someone knew the song he made up? Maybe it actually was a song and Hoseok just overheard it from somewhere, leading him to dream about it subconsciously?

He shifted in his bed.

But that couldn't be. That definitely wasn't a real song. He just knew it.

He needed answers.

He then remembered the boy with the pretty eyes had mentioned something in his dream last night.

He said he was in Hoseok's dance class. What if... He really was? But years ago and now he couldn't remember it?

Hoseok stood up from his bed and rushed to Jimin's. He was the only person who could possibly know. Hoseok knocked on his door, not hesitating for even a second or considering the time.

"Jimin!" He called out as he grew impatient.

A grunt could be heard on the other side of the door.

"Jimin-ah," he called out again.

Just that moment, the door swung open. "Hoseok-ah, it's like seven in the morning. I was asleep," he whined as he rubbed his eyes tiredly.

He was indeed asleep. He still had his bed head and his eyes looked tired.

Hoseok's eyes softened and he let out a sheepish laugh. "Ah, I'm sorry, Chimmy," he said.

Jimin stepped aside for him to come in and as soon as he did, shut the door. "What's up?"

"Uh..." Hoseok suddenly realised how dumb this was. How was he going to ask the question when he didn't even know anything about the boy?

"Do you know any one who used to be in our dance class but then left?" Hoseok asked carefully.

Jimin's expression was blank for a moment. He then looked at Hoseok like he said the funniest joke and laughed, which confused Hoseok. "Hoseok, there were many people who had dance class with us and then left. I don't who you're talking about," he answered.

Hoseok wasn't satisfied. "He, um, has these eyes..." Hoseok attempted to explain but realised how that would never work. "Nevermind."

"Do you maybe know his name?" Jimin asked hesitantly.

"Uh... No..." Hoseok answered in defeat.

Jimin for some reason seemed to be relieved. "Hoseok-hyung, I think you should get some sleep," Jimin said carefully. "Are you okay?"

Hoseok stood up. "Yeah, I'm fine. Forget anything I said. I don't know what I'm talking about," he lied and put on a fake smile.

Soon, he was out the door and back in his own room.

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Knock knock knock.

Namjoon grunted and mumbled to himself as he struggled to get out of bed as someone knocked on his bedroom door.

"Who–" Namjoon stopped he opened the door and saw Jimin standing before him. "Jimin? I told you my class only starts at ten. Why are you waking me up this–"

"Hyung," Jimin sounded.

Something about the seriousness in Jimin's voice made him stop.

"He's asking about him."

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