Requested by blewmissme
No scat, sorry
Warning: throwing up
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Hoseok swore that he didn't like milk. The weird taste, the funny colour of the drink and worst of all, the bad breath that you would get after drinking it was enough for Hoseok to turn around and hide in his room.
But don't you hate everything for a reason?
Hoseok didn't have a reason, until now.
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Hoseok tapped his foot as he waited for Jungkook to finish changing into his workout clothes.
The staff had been telling them to workout more to get their fitness up for their upcoming comeback. It seemed like for every comeback, the staff wanted them to get fitter and fitter. So that explained why even Yoongi had gotten up early today.
Jungkook emerged from the room, nodding at Hoseok that the dancer could go in.
Jimin had already started to warm up on the treadmill. Jin and Taehyung were on the treadmills on either side of him, faces dripping with sweat. Both Namjoon and Yoongi were being yelled at by the staff for writing lyrics when they were supposed to be exercising.
Hoseok was already shaking his head by the time he walked out of the change room. Namjoon and Yoongi were always claiming that inspiration struck them at the precise moments that working out came into the picture.
The dancer took the treadmill beside Tae and turned it on. His feet had just started moving when he heard Jungkook's yell.
"Hobi-hyung, I was going to go on that one!"
Hoseok rolled his eyes. He turned up the speed and started running. The loud thumps of his feet hitting the treadmill drowned out the rest of Jungkook's whines.
That is, until the maknae decided to come and stand beside Hoseok's treadmill. He didn't look happy. A deep frown etched his face.
"Hyung, I already told Tae that I was going to be beside him."
"Well, I got here first, so too bad." Hoseok said with a big smile on his face. It was hard to talk while running so he made sure to make his smile even more obvious by doing some aeygo. The maknae usually loved that.
He expected Jungkook to just smile and move on, but to his surprise the maknae reached across and turned his treadmill off.
"I said, I was going to go on this treadmill!"
Hoseok's eyes widened. Jungkook looked angry. "But-"
"Hyung, I really did want Kook to be beside me..." Tae said from beside the two. "Why don't you go over to that one?" He pointed to the only other treadmill in the room, in the corner.
Hoseok felt his heart crawl into his throat as it constricted. Tae wasn't trying to mean, he was just trying to mediate the situation, the dancer knew, but it didn't hurt less when he saw the look of impatience on Jungkook's face.
"I'm sorry." Hoseok mumbled. He walked off the treadmill and went to the one that Tae had pointed at. It was a little ways from Jin. The eldest looked confused, glancing back and forth between Tae and Hoseok, but he said nothing.
The sweat rolling down Hoseok's back now felt like it was choking him even further. He had never felt this hot before. His whole body felt sticky and disgusting. The feet that had just moved quickly to the speed of the old treadmill could barely keep up with the slow pace he had set now.
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