Let Me Fix You || Hoseok x Reader

Chapter 15

A/N: My exams are done and so is a school so I finally have more time to write. Here's a longer chapter to compensate for the crappy update schedule these past few weeks ^-^

"Certainly didn't expect to be here again so quickly," you murmured to yourself, staring up at the dance studio in front of you.

Under any other circumstances, you wouldn't have been caught coming back here this soon. Not with how the last visit went. But when you received a text from Hoseok begging for you to come by for some reason, you couldn't find it in you to tell him no. You could've easily lied and said you had work, you were out with Yoongi, you had plans with Mei, or any other bullshit excuse. Or you could've simply told him the truth and said you weren't sure you were ready to come back. So why didn't you? You weren't too sure yourself but you couldn't bear the thought of turning a blind eye to Hoseok's request. It's not like he would've been heartbroken if you declined but you had a feeling it would haunt you forever either way.

You cautiously entered the studio, peeking your head in to see the same receptionist that was here the first time. She was watching you with an amused look and beckoned for you to come in. Seeing no point in refusing, you slipped in and made your way to the desk. You glanced down the hall to the right and saw that the glass sliding door was closed and music could be heard playing. Every now and then you heard Hoseok's voice shouting out strange sound effects but thought nothing of it. That must be how he teaches.

"Hoseok is inside waiting for you if you're ready," the receptionist informed, tearing you from your thoughts.

"It's gonna be so awkward walking in. Who's he teaching?" you asked.

"His older kids. Most are thirteen but there are a few that are still twelve," she answered.

Jesus, you were able to handle little kids but the teens were gonna be difficult. Hoseok already mentioned that they didn't really like other people besides him watching them and now you were gonna waltz in there and cause a disturbance. For some reason, you also got the feeling that they were gonna look down on you or something because you, yourself, weren't a dancer. Sure, you would dance for fun at parties but it's not like you've been trained. They'll probably wonder what the point is of having you there since it's not like you can give feedback. They'll roll their eyes when Hoseok tells them you're gonna watch. They'll shoot dirty looks as they practice and when they finish a difficult move they'll give you a cocky or arrogant look as if to say "I'd like to see you try that" or something along those lines. They'll--"

"(Y/n)?" you heard a familiar voice whisper softly.

You only flinched slightly from the unexpected closeness and slowly turned to look at Hoseok. The receptionist was behind him and you assumed she must've taken it upon herself to tell Hoseok you were here since you sort of spaced off.

"Sorry, I'm having just a little bit of a crisis here," you mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"Is it because it's too soon? You could've told me it was too much, I wouldn't've been disappointed or anything," Hoseok said.

"I'm kinda over that. I'm worried about what the kids will think of me. You already said before they only like it when you watch them. They're probably gonna shun me once I walk in," you sighed, finally finding it within you to stare into the brunette's eyes.

The curly-haired man smiled reassuringly and motioned with his hand for you to go into the dance room. "I convinced them ahead of time so it's not like this is a surprise for them. And they're a nice group that aren't gonna "shun" you. They're shy, that's why they don't feel comfortable when others watch. But again, they've already agreed to this. No need to get all worked up."