Audrey's Best Hits©️ KPOP EDITION

puppy girl (m) - j-hope

"Yah! Come back here, Hobi!" you shout after the smiley kid who's a grade above you and just snatched your doll.
He looks over his shoulder with a playful giggle, his fluffy tail switching behind him, "Catch me if you can, Y/N!"
Pinching your nose bridge, you once again reread the passage in your textbook that discusses the different between the lateral and ventromedial hypothalamus. You are sitting in a silent study room nestled in the back corner of the university's library and scribbling down new notes on this unit's material. Today's lecture hadn't made any sense to you so you asked your class's TA to help you go through it again, but Jung Hoseok isn't exactly the most helpful person when trying to study.
"Ugh, Y/N," he groans, "let's just go play video games, this is too much studying for me."
You glare at him from behind your book, "Hoseok, you're supposed to be helping me. How did you even become a TA if you don't like studying?"
"Not many of my breed are Psych majors so I got a scholarship for the department." he shrugs and his floppy ears twitch up when you set down your glasses.
"No amount of studying is going to help, I might as well drop the class. I'm not any good at it and my grade sucks." you whine, your tail drooping in sadness and white ears flattening against your head.
Both you and Hobi are hybrids, half human, half animal. You're a Pyrenees and your hyper friend is a beagle, two very different breeds in size and temperament, but you keep him down to earth and he helps you have fun.
"Don't say that, Y/N. This is hard material and you're the smartest kid in the class, I graded your test." your friend reaches across the table to touch your hand and looks into your eyes with a sincere gaze.
You pout your lips, your eyes getting round and watery, "It's just so stressful, Hobi. I want to drop out!"
Tilting his head to the side, Hoseok rounds the table and sits next to you, licking your damp cheek and smiling brightly, "You can do it, Y/N."
A small laugh bubbles past your lips and you wipe the slobber off your face, "Don't lick me!"
"How can I not? You're just so cute!" Hobi coos, wrapping his arms around you and holding you to his chest.
You nuzzle into his body and sigh, "Did Janey ever text you back?"
Hoseok stiffens at the mention of his somewhat "ex-girlfriend" and holds you tighter, "No, but that doesn't matter. It's over with her anyways. Namjoon told me she was with Yesung that night."
"Well, that's what you get for dating a cat hybrid." you say and look up at him, "But, I am sorry she did that to you, Hobi."
You huff and lay your head back onto his chest, "It's okay, I wasn't in love with her for a while." he says.
"Really? You seemed pretty enamored when you wouldn't pick up your phone and texted me that you were busy with her." you tease.
"Uh," he clears his throat, "I had other things going on, not just her."
"What's so important that you can't hang out with your best friend?" you look up at him again, quirking an eyebrow.
Hoseok releases you from his arms and rubs his neck, "Just things."
Right as you were about to press further for answers, Jungkook the bunny hybrid comes into the study room with a huge smile on his face, "Do you guys want to come to Yoongi's party tonight?"
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You smooth out your outfit and critique your choice of clothing for the party you're attending. An off the shoulder dress and fishnets with platform, knee high boots. Hobi and Jungkook had convinced you a night out would help release some stress and allow you to have some well deserved fun. Begrudgingly, you agreed to go and said you'd be ready at 8 to walk over to the frat house with Hoseok who lives next door to said party. You had offered to walk over, but he insisted on coming to you when it would take 100 feet from his frat to Yoongi's.
A knock sounds at the door of your dorm and you open it to be greeted by a chirpy 'hello'.
You're taken aback by how good Hoseok looks in simple black jeans and a silk button up. You blink a few times then slide on your shoes and say 'hi' back.
You lock the door behind you and Hoseok slips his hand around yours, "Ready for tonight? I'm not going easy on you!"
"Uh-" you stutter, unable to speak when his warm hand is holding yours while he looks this good.
"All of the boys are going to be there so I'm keeping a close eye on you, your brother would rip my head off if I let you out of my sight." he laughs nonchalantly and presses the elevator button, casually leading you in, not letting go of your hand.
When you step into the main lobby of the dorm building, you sneak your hand out of his, walking straight for the exit to the sidewalk. She merging feels different with him tonight. The air feels more charged with some kind of tension in the surrounding area.
Hoseok follows you, walking beside you as the two of you make your way towards the source of pounding music.
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You'd been at this party for who knows how long, but the party is still in full swing. College kids filter through the door and through the rooms, into the backyard of Min Yoongi's frat house. It's mostly music majors that live here so all of the music is good to listen and dance to, Hoseok taking full advantage of that.
So far you've been a wallflower, having casual conversation with Namjoon, a bear hybrid and Lit major who's also been good friends with Hoseok for as long as you have.
"So, what do you think about Janey now?" Namjoon asks, sipping his beer.
"I never liked her. She's too cold for Hobi." you reply, your expression souring at the mention of that cat woman.
"Well, she found those text messages between Hoseok and Taehyung about-"
Before Namjoon finishes his sentence, Hoseok comes up to you, cheerfully handing you a red solo cup, "What's up, guys?" Hoseok asks, his strange look at Namjoon not going unnoticed.
"Oh, nothing, we were just talking. I'm gonna go see if Yoongi's fallen asleep yet." Namjoon says, bidding you goodbye and walking away.
"Enjoying yourself, Y/N?" Hobi asks, his eyes looking bright as ever, even in the dim light of the party.
You shrug, "Yeah, it's better than studying. But why did you look at Namjoon like that?"
"Like what?" Hoseok replies, trying to sound innocent.
"He was explaining that Janey had found some text conversations with Taehyung about something. Was it important?" you ask expecting Hoseok to give a forward answer like he always does.
"Nothing you need to worry about." he says ambiguously, knocking back the rest of his drink, "But, you should worry about leaving this party without dancing, come with me!"
Before you can say no, you have to set your drink down on a windowsill as Hoseok drags you onto the dance floor.
The pulsating bass of the music and the sweaty bodies grinding around you is almost overwhelming, but you focus on Hobi's enlightened face. He holds your hands and spins you, getting the two of you to sway to the beat. Of all the parties you had attended with your best friend, Hoseok always got you to dance to at least one song. Tonight, he kept you there for nearly 5, his hands making their ways to your hips and your back against his chest. You decided to let go of all your pointless thoughts that clouded your mind and just let Hoseok take control.
Dancing with him was fun, barely sexual in the way you pressed back against him as you two danced together, but Hoseok was more passionate tonight. His hands were planted on your hips and his face in the crook of your neck, his crotch pressed against your butt. You flipped your hair over your shoulder and glanced behind you to see Hoseok's face. He looked divinely sexy in the red cast of light on his features, the sound of music shrouding him like it was ocean water breaking against the cliffs. He seemed so natural on the dance floor, every step he made was on beat and had an air of purpose.
You raised your arms up, bringing them down to hold him as you rolled your hips down, grinding with Hoseok. A muffled groan vibrates against your throat and you turn to meet him face to face, smirking at his lust filled eyes. You weren't surprised, but got a little anxious at the thought of letting a one night stand ruin your friendship.
"Hobi." you say in his ear, hands gripping his biceps as you two keep dancing.
He hums in response, half-lidded eyes meeting your wide ones, "You've gotten better at dancing, babe."
You swallow thickly and continue riding the beat, your legs on either side of one of his thighs, "Were those texts about me?"
A wicked smile graces Hoseok's features and his face goes back to your neck, "Yes. They were about how I'd much rather spend my heat with the girl I'm actually in love with instead of some kitten."
You moan at the words and at the sensation of his lips pressing open mouthed kisses against your bare shoulder.
"Are-are you in heat now?" you ask, your breath catching when Hoseok's thigh hits the sensitive spot between your legs.
"What do you think?" he laughs, sliding his hands from your hips, down to grip your ass.
The hardness in his jeans presses against your stomach and you notice how blown out his pupils are, "Do you... do you want to take me to your place?"
He straightens and looks down at you, "Really?"
You nod furiously and grab his hand, sliding past the other bodies in the dance floor to make way towards the front door.