Hoseok One Shots

Yoga Lesson

"How long has it been since you got laid?"

"Jimin!" You hissed, slapping his arm for having asked such a question in the middle of the outdoor cafe which brimmed with life.

"Oh shush," he dismissed before sipping his iced tea.
"I bet your hymen's grown back and everything. Would it even be safe for a guy to go down there? What are we talking? 70's?" He probed and you groaned in embarrassment but not before kicking him under the table.

"No, my hymen hasn't grown back and I shave thank you very much. I do like to look pretty for myself, you know?" You pouted down at your plastic frappé cup, the mint chocolate drink long gone, now leaving a few drops to coat the base of the cup.

"Yn! Have some class, people may hear you," Jimin scolded, acting as if he cared but you turned stone faced even when he burst out laughing. "I'm kidding! See? This is what I mean. If you were getting good dick you would have laughed at that, you're so tightly wound I can't even tease you," he sighed dramatically. "I need to get you laid."

"You don't need to get me anything, I can get laid by myself if I want to," you harrumphed but as you were about to continue Jimin perked up excitedly.

"I know! You should come to yoga with me," he encouraged but you weren't as on board as he was.

"I don't know," you drawled but he shook his head vigorously.

"No. You're not getting out of this one, I let you chicken out of that pole dancing class so you owe me."

"It was a pole dancing class," you exasperated, "why the hell would I need to know how to pole dance?"

"Because it's fun and it keeps you fit?"

"Oh yeah. I forgot. You're some kind of fitness freak now aren't you?" You squinted at him and he grinned proudly.

"Yep and you know what? Me and my many lovers love all the positions I can get into now, so there," he stuck his tongue out at you. "Seriously Yn, it's just yoga. An hour of stretching with some amazing eye candy."

"I'll think about it, okay?" You relented whilst picking up your bag and jacket.

"Thursday at eleven am, Yn.  At the gym!" He shouted after you and you saluted without turning back to face him. You needed to get back to your desk job before your lunch hour finished and you put your job at risk.

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"I knew you'd come!" Jimin fist pumped the air as you walked into the small room, you instantly grew shy when the eyes of the other women turned to you. Silently, you unrolled the yoga mat you bought just downstairs at the Gym's reception area where they also sold essentials that newcomers may not have had.

"One lesson," you vowed before settling down.

"You're going to love Hoseok," Jimin squealed and you looked over skeptically whilst tying your hair back into a neat ponytail. Just then a new body entered the room, closing the door ever so gently behind him.

"Good morning class, I hope you're all doing well today," Hoseok spoke airily as he welcomed the small class of six; five women and one male.

You were sat in the far right, behind a row of what you easily concluded to be a trio of single and or lonely moms, they seemed to arch their chests out just that little bit more when the tall curly haired brunette, dressed in pretty patterns and neutral colours, sat on his mat cross legged.

"Oh, we have a new face here today." He brightened even more and motioned to you while your face warmed uncomfortably. You were never one to crave the spotlight and you were sure it showed in your fidgeting. "What's your name, beautiful?" You almost chocked upon hearing the added extra in his question but, by some miracle, you managed to catch yourself before you did anything seriously embarrassing.