BTS Reader One-Shot/Imagines

Skipping Business to Dance ~ Jung Hoseok

"(Y/N)! Come on! You're going to make us late! We have to get to the meeting!" Your coworker says. You work a generic office job. You could afford to be late. The owner was your mom. Your friend on the other hand. Not so lucky.

"Go ahead without me! I'll catch up!" You yell back. You two were on your way to work earlier in the morning for a meeting. You two had decided to get coffee. Outside a kpop in public dance thing had started and you immediately joined in ditching the coffee. There was one guy in a bucket hat and mask, which hid his face, who killed every song. You also aced every dance. The organizer kept playing songs wanting to see how long you two could go. No one else tried joining at this point. Currently you two were doing the chorus for Russian Roulette by Red Velvet. 

By now you assume the video is over an hour long but you and this guy isn't stopping. There's a pause for a moment while they start to get more songs.

"You dance? Professionally?" The guy asks you quietly as you two take a moment to breathe. You swear you've heard his voice before.

"Nope. I work a boring office job," You comment. It really isn't boring. It's a big charity organization 

"Really! You are good!" He says then the countdown starts for a new song. You find yourself hearing Boy Meets Evil. Immediately you find yourself in beat with the music and doing the dance. J-Hope was your bias and this was your favourite song to learn. You and the guy both nail the dance. 

"Okay thats a wrap! We can't have too long of a video!" The organizer stays. You breath heavily. Someone hands you a water bottle and you take it thankfully. You look up and notice it's the guy. 

"I'm (Y/N)," You say softly. 

"Want to go inside rest? Get a snack?" The guy asks. You expected him to say his name but you decide to trust him. 

"Sure," You agree. Together you walk into the little cafe. You get a pastry and are about to pay.

"Don't worry I got it. Her pastry and a... chocolate icing donut!" The guy says. You hear a familiar tone in his voice. Where have you heard his voice… He gets your snacks and leads you to a more secluded table in back.

"Okay. How big of a BTS fan are you?" He asks.

"Dances. Crazy. Music. Crazy. The guys. They are just human. I won't go all crazy fangirl. I'd treat them like any other person. I'll be kind respectful but maybe if I meet J-Hope a dance challenge may drop. I'm good at freestyle too," You explain. 

"I can tell you you won't beat J-Hope but I don't think you'll lose either," The guy says. You suddenly clue in to his voice. You can't believe it. There's no way you were just skipping a meeting to dance with Hobi.

"No way," You start. Then he pulls off that hat. Your jaw drops. You thought  photos he looked good. Try sitting across from him. He pulls down his mask and smiles. 

"I'm surprised you didn't figure it out sooner," Hobi comments.

"I was literally sitting and dancing like. I recognize his voice. Like who the heck is he. I know this guy! Then boom. Talk about being awkward talking about your bias in front of your bias while skipping a probably important work meeting," You rant. You realize you are ranting and blush and look down. 

"Cute…" You swear you hear Hobi mumble. You look up to see him taking a photo of you.

"Hey!" You argue. He slides his phone over. 

"I have to go. Put in your number. Maybe we can meet up again sometime!" Hobi says. You nod and type in your cell number. He sends you a text and you hear a ding. You give him a thumbs up.

"I personalize ringtones for every number that means a new number," You say.

"What's my ringtone going to be?" Hobi asks.

"Yoongi screaming J-Hoooooooope," You say smiling. He laughs before his phone rings. He answers.

"Hi! Yeah Yeah I'm coming!" He says before standing grabbing his donut. He waves to you then leaves. 

You sit there as it sinks you. You just skipped a meeting about the future plans to dance with the J-Hope Hoseok and you got his number.