Hoseok

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Hoseok was happy,well when was he not.

The man who carried a smile in rain and hope in the darkest of times was exceptionally happy that Friday morning. He had finally bought his own dance studio,which meant there were no more time limits to his dancing, no more overdue rents and a more private space for him and Yoongi.

Inadvertently, the place was a bit rusty,adorned with old furniture it once belonged to one of the greatest yet saddest dancer in all of France, Gäel Lucien. Gäel had been the talk of the town or in this case the talk of the country centuries ago.He was one of the few dancers that exhibited grace,poise and power on the dance floor without any prior training. He was known not only for his dance but also for his happy,go-lucky personality.However,his story did not end on a happy note,as his limbs were slayed as a reward for who he was,for his not 'normal' sexuality.He then spent his last days in the very same dance studio before he poisoned himself and joined hands with death.

As soon as Hoseok reached the old dance studio ,he couldn't help but start choreographing.Despite the lack of functioning lights Hoseok worked hard and passionately to one tracks written by Yoongi.He made each beat feel special with every move.Some would say Hoseok's talent was to rival that of Gael's.His every move was art and his every routine told a new story.Soon,however, exhaustion and sleep overtook his body as he fell asleep on the creaky wooden floors of the studio.

Something was weird.

Hoseok did know what it was but he could feel it in the air around him.He started practicing again but it was only after a few minutes he realised that the song wasn't Yoongi's neither was the dance moves his.He looked at the mirror who portrayed his every move to see himself,only him,dancing to an unfamiliar song.He tried his best to stop but he couldn't.He felt like the air was a puppeteer and he was the puppet.

The possessed air encircled him as he danced.He felt cold on a summer afternoon in a studio where the electricity was out.He opened his mouth to scream but no sound was heard.

Hoseok finally started observing the dance routine that his body followed. His face was pulled into a malicious grin, his hands drawing something from his side to only to use it to slash his limbs.

He felt pain.

He couldn't see it's cause,but the feeling of pain seeping through his skin like fire was more than enough.

Suddenly, his hands went limp as he fell to the ground. He felt something or rather someone pulling him into their lap. He felt warm tears falling onto his face.

He slowly woke up from his trance to see his love tearing the pen knife from Hoseok's hand and throwing it far. Hosoek only heard the thud against the mirror.

Hoseok finally felt safe. But not for long.

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Hey there!

I hope y'all enjoyed this one. I know it wasn't fluff or something. But it's kinda different and I like it. The next one will probably be Jin, so watch out and it'll be more calmer or more fluff than this one. Aaand this book got 29 reads and I'm overjoyed. I know that isn't much according to normal standards but I'm happy!

Love,
Lily