Autumn Angel | JHS ✔

.thirty-one.

My bare feet slap against the wood as I set down my things in a corner. My entire body automatically moves to the music over the speakers, dancing with a mind of its own. Hoseok is already doing the same, freestyling with his eyes closed and allowing his body to do whatever it wants. As I walk over to him, his eyes open and he breaks into a smile when he sees me. Both of us dance as we walk closer to each other and we laugh at the loss of control over both of our bodies. 

"So what are we thinking? How do you usually start choreographing?" 

I take a seat in the center of the room and Hoseok does the same in front of me. Even sitting, both of us can't help but sway and nod our heads along to the music. "I normally only choreograph solos so I'm unfamiliar with duets. I've done a couple with Jay and all I know is that even though you feel so accomplished at the end, choreographing something for more than one person is such a complicated and messy process." 

Hoseok nods in agreement. "I have a little more experience in that field because I help choreograph for my group so we can just combine forces." 

I rub my ear as I think. "What about a message you want to give? Overall vibe?" 

Hoseok and I both tilt our heads, organizing our thoughts. "Maybe something more playful. If we ever end up releasing this to the public, a sadder emotion isn't exactly something I prefer to instigate, especially since I'm known to be a happier person." 

I shake my head and sigh. Even with no cameras, the world's opinions somehow found a way to include themselves in every conversation, action, and thought. However, instead of complaining about it, I was determined to get used to it, knowing that this would now be my life. "Okay, playful. Maybe two people encouraging each other?" 

Hoseok slowly nods along. "I like that." He stands up. "Let's not overthink this too much. Just dance and we'll see where it goes." 

I nod and follow him up. "Should we record the process?" I ask. 

He gives me a small smile and looks down at me. "It was something that crossed my mind, but I know that this invasion of privacy is a big shock. We don't have to record this if you don't want to." 

I didn't want to. But I would have to get used to it and suck it up. I'm sure this was something all celebrities struggled through, including Hoseok and his members. Considering how used to it they were by now, I was determined to find myself in this new life as well. 

"It's fine. I don't mind if we record it." I run to the front of the room and set my phone up against the wall. 

"Great, what now?" 

Hoseok and I stand in front of each other at the center of the room, the intro to the song playing on his phone. We just stare at each other, unsure of what to do, and then burst out laughing randomly. Both of us clap and I grow silent while Hoseok slowly drops to the floor and wraps his arms around my legs. I reach for his phone on the ground in between laughs and turn off the music. 

"We can start off with a sort of handshake," I suggest. 

He nods. "Sure, but we have to be careful to not get caught up on making the details of the handshake." 

I rub my ear. "Something simple. Don't kids have a lot of different handshakes they do for games? We could do something like that." 

In thirty minutes, we've choreographed the first ten counts of the song. Not ten minutes, not ten moves. No, ten counts. Needing to let out the frustration built up from such a slow process, I run around the room and Hoseok chases me, laughing along with me. Both of us let out long shouts, extending our arms and letting our hair run loose. Eventually, I just collapse to the floor, out of breath from running and laughing simultaneously. Hoseok lies down next to me and we stare at each other with large grins on our faces. When I sit up, I remember my phone recording us. I had forgotten that was there. My eyes shift again over to Hoseok. Because of him.