Living with BTS | J.H.S {Completed}

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~Kyung-Mi POV~

Today we're practicing the title track for my comeback 'Love U'. We were only doing the dance multiple times since it was the dance we were working on already, we just had to perfect everything. After practicing this song though, was what I didn't want to come.

We had probably gotten close to the 2 minute mark when I noticed Hoseok come in. Which might I add is just great since this is YET ANOTHER song I came up with when I liked him. Come to think of it, I had no control over myself at the time.

He had sat over to the side. Seems like he's glaring at something behind me. The farther into the chorus we got the more I realized that he's glaring at a male back up dancer. The one dancing with me.

My thoughts were confirmed once the part where he's supposed to grab my waist comes along.

"This man makes zero sense. How can he not be interested in me one week but then get this jealous the next?" I thought to myself. I brush it off my mind to focus more on finishing off the song.

•-•

After practicing it 2 more times, the time came for Hoseok and I to practice doing our dance. I try not to think about what happened much since it shouldn't let it affect any performance in any way. What happens off stage, stays off stage, even when it's only practicing.

We notice the choreographer getting ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"I trust that you both know the choreography so I'll be going. I have to go catch a flight to America for Thanksgiving" He explains putting on his coat. "I will be back next week." He finishes as he grabs his things and walks out the door, my backup dancers following after him awhile after he left.

"I could've sworn he said that we'd have backup dancers with us while performing." I mention.

"He said they'd be practicing with us tomorrow though. We just have to perfect our parts. " He corrects me.

"Okay, shall we get started then?" I ask pointing to the sound system.

"Sure I guess."

•-•

We'd been practicing for the past 30 minutes trying to get the feel we had for the embrace to come back. It just wasn't though. Our patience began falling apart after working on this same little part for so long.

"Quit running so fast. I stumble every time." He scolds.

"I'm not trying to. I'm trying to get the emotional feel." I respond.

"Then try running slower." He holds out his arms for us to try again. I go slower than I was before only to get scolded again. "Kyung-Mi this isn't slow motion. Run a little faster."

"Hoseok make up your mind. Do you want me to run or not?" I let out a frustrated sigh.

"I want you come come at a good pace that looks dramatic." He describes. "Not necessarily running or not."

"Fine." I give a slight glare, turn around, and try again.

"That was better, but you lost the grip you had." He says.

"Who cares about the grip? As long as it looks real it should be enough." I say beginning to get aggravated.

"It doesn't look real though. I can clearly see your arms hovering in the mirror." He replies.

"Would you quit nitpicking every little thing? No one is going to pay attention to my arms hovering or you stumbling. They'll be too busy fangirling or fanboying to notice." I say in a near shout.

"I'm not trying to nitpick everything, I'm just trying to help you get it right." He says in the same tone of voice.

"Your helping sounds more like scolding! If this is about yesterday than don't take your aggravation out on me just because you wanted to deny your feelings when you found out I like you! You should've just accepted them so then we couldn't be in this position you coward! " I raise my voice more. I didn't realize what I said until it came out, I covered my mouth.

We both stood in awkward silence as we figured out what to say or even do. He looked down and so did I.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"It's alright. I deserved it." He pushes his hair back. "You're right. I was a coward and still am."

"No Hoseok I didn't- wasn't- ugh." I struggled to find the right words.

"It doesn't matter whether you meant that or not Kyung-Mi. It's true. I was wrong to deny you when I only wanted to love you in the same way." He walks towards me as he speaks. "What I tried yesterday was even worse since you realized that as idols, our fans come first. So if a scandal were to come in view, we could lose our jobs."

He comes to a stop in front of me. I then feel him hug me. I let him this time since I could hear him as he silently sobbed into my ear.

"But I don't care Kyung-Mi. I love you and I'm not afraid to admit it, not anymore. If you don't feel the same....then feel free to walk out that door." He hesitated to finish that last sentence as I felt the tears on my shoulder.

I abandoned my intention to stay true and loyal to my fans, abandoned what I thought about dispatch always watching, and abandoned what people would think, all just so I could put my arms around his neck and embrace him silently.