BTS senarios || Siblings

hurt

Edited
*Hoseok's pov*
"I need this learnt by tomorrow, you have been slacking alot lately. I'm sorry to say but you need to up your game before the finals" my coach said while we walked out of the studio. He patted my shoulder before giving me a sincere look.

I was tired and my body ached so much. These dance finals are exhausting me out. And I have been slacking alot. I need to practice alot more and stay behind in the studio for longer.

I nodded at my coach before we parted. I walked home gloomy and irritated.  The sun was hidden behind the clouds. The clouds grew darker and soon enough it started raining. I used my sports bag to cover my head and I ran home. I quickly entered the house and took my drenched shoes off, putting them to the side.

I sighed deeply before walking to my room. When I got to my room, I put my bag away and started practicing the choreography. My body moved in line with every beat. My facial expressions were focused and concentrated on my movements. I tried to hit every beat perfectly. But one part I couldn't get.

Just one freaking part. I had to switch from facing one side to the other in half a beat and then rolling back into a standing pose. From there the music continued straight away, not giving any time inbetween. I just couldn't get it. I did it slowly. I even did it without the music to see if it would work but I couldn't do it quick enough.

I sighed turning of the music and collapsing on my bed. I sighed and caught my breath from dancing for 30 minutes straight. Then I heard a knock on my door. I groaned.

"Come in" I called out sitting up on my bed. Y/n came in with a sheepish smile plastered on her face.

"Jin said dinner will be ready in a bit" she said. I nodded hoping for her to leave after giving me the message but she came in, shutting the door behind her.

I gave her a questioning look but she just looked back at me with a worried look. I saw that she was bothered by something.

"How long have you been practicing?" She asked looking at my practice clothes I was still in. I looked away before she spoke again.

"Have you been practicing the whole day??" She asked with more concern in her voice. I didn'tlike worrying her like this but I have to do it. I have no choice.

"No I am just cleaning up my routine then I'll stop" I said walking back to my phone on my desk. I played the music and started dancing again. She sat and watched me with a worried expression.

I.Keep.Messing.Up.

I.Keep.Messing.Up.

I.Keep.Messing.Up.

"Hobi you really need to take a break" she said as I leaned my back against my wall, trying to catch my breath.

"I can't" I muttered. I got off the wall again and started dancing again. This time y/n stood up and turned off the music. I looked at her and frowned.

"Why- Why did you turn the music off??" I asked catching my breath. She hid my phone behind her back.

"You need to calm down, you can't push yourself like this" she said worriedly. I stood up and faced her.

"Just give my phone back" I asked. I just wanted to finish off practicing so I don't have to worry later. And plus I need to work harder. She shook her head.

"Promise me to stop overworking yourself" she said looking straight into my eyes. I groaned and looked away in annoyance. I don't have time for games.

"Give me my phone I need to practice" I said holding out my hand. She shook her head and shuffled away, indicating that she isn't going to give it any time soon.

"No!" She said.

"I need to practice!" I said.

"You need to rest for a second!" She said.

"I don't need to rest y/n I don't need to!! I am doing so bad because I can't get it right and I keep messing up!! Now just give me back my phone!!" I yelled, a little to loud. It felt as if time had stopped for a second.

She jumped dropping my phone on the floor. She stepped back and looked at me with wide eyes.

I covered my mouth with my hand realising that I had just yelled at her. Shit shit shit....

Tears formed in her eyes and she ran out of the room. I looked at where she was standing a few seconds shocked. I pulled my hair in frustration. I hit my head on the wall regretting what I just did.
*end of hoseok's pov*

*y/n's pov*
I ran out of the room crying. I ran to my room and jumped on my bed. I covered my face with my pillow and cried. What did I do so wrong that he yelled? I'm just worried. He has been pushing himself to much recently and it is sad for me to see that.

I don't know what to do now.

I slowly got up from my bed with my pillow still in my arms. I walked out of my room and went to yoongi's door. I knocked on his door but there was no reply. Tears fell down my face again. I didn't wait for the door to open and opened it myself. I walked in and shut the door behind me.

I saw yoongi sleeping, all wrapped in the douvet. He really looked like a kitten. Okayyy no time for this.

I slowly walked up to his small sleeping figure. I quietly laid besides him and covered myself in his douvet. Heh it's covered in kittens. Cuteee.

I moved away my pillow and kicked it off the bed. I snuggled up with yoongi's arm. I felt him shuffle up a bit. Then he shot up and looked at my sleepily.

He looked around the room. Then he rubbed his eyes tiredly and noticed my red eyes. He held my face and saw my tears.

"Who do I need to kill? Who hurt my angel?" He said getting off the bed and standing up. I looked down and didn't reply. He came back and sat next to me.

"What happened" he asked softly caressing my cheek. Tears fell down my face again and I was balling out in tears again.

I was engulfed in a hug. "Its okay, don't cry" he mumbled.

"Hoseok...He has been dancing since the morning and he isn't taking a break. I told to take a break and then h-he yelled at me" I said muffled into his shoulder.

I felt him nodd. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. I could see that he was sad.

"Okay come on lets go talk to him" he said holding my hand and helping me stand up. We both walked out of the room. We made our way to hoseok's room. Yoongi looked down at me before knocking on his door.

A few seconds later the door opened, revealing Hoseok with a sulken face. He saw me hand yoongi and let us come in. He shut the door once we were inside.

"Is it true?" Yoongi asked. Hoseok was looking at the ground. Yoongi sighed knowing the truth.

"You need to take a break hobi, you can't overwork yourself like this" yoongi said. Hoseok looked down and nodded subtly.

"I know but I needed to practice. I am falling behind" he replied. The atmosphere changed and yoongi sighed.

"I understand and I'm sorry" Hobi said. He looked at me and hid eyes were full of guilt.

"Y/n i-im sorry for yelling at you. It was an accident" he said looking at me sadly. I don't like him being sad!!

"It's okay! Don't be sad I forgive you" I said walking to him and giving him a hug. He smiled. I saw yoongi smiling like a child while watching us.

"Thank you" He mumbled into the hug. I smile and pulled away. Yoongi yawned loudly.

"Okay my job here is done. Goodnight" he said making himself comfortable and fell asleep on the small sofa. We both chuckled.