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𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦!

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ASTRID REACHED HER ARMS OUT TO HOSEOK, with a small pout on her lips, "Hobi, I want cuddles." Hoseok looked up from his phone and chuckled. "Maybe later, I'm texting someone." He replied which made her frown.

"Is your phone more important or me?"

She sighed when she didn't get an answer. While he was too busy with his phone, she slowly walked behind him and snatched his phone away.

"Yah, Noona!" He whined, turning around to face her with an annoyed expression. She grinned and turned off his phone, putting his phone in her pocket.

"Can you please give it back?" He asked calmly, giving her a stern look. She simply shakes her head. He sighed and slowly approached her.

"Why are you like this?" He tilted his head and placed his hands on her hips. Astrid dramatically sighs and pouts. "You're not paying me any attention and I'm bored and I miss you."

Hoseok's eyes softened, smiling while shaking his head. "Why are you so cute?" He questioned, squeezing her cheeks and kissing her forehead.

Astrid let out a giggle, wrapping her arms around him, feeling his warmth. "You're the cute one, Hobi."

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ASTRID SIGHED AS SHE SAT DOWN THE COLD FLOOR, taking a big gulp of water. She was at the practice room rehearsing their new choreography. The pressure and anxiety were too much that she stayed in the practice room longer than the boys. The comeback is near the corner and she had to make it look perfect. She wanted to ask Hoseok for help but then she wouldn't want to be a burden. So here she is, at the practice room at 3 am dancing her ass off.

She's exhausted. Too tired to eat, too tired to speak, just tired of everything. Her breathing got heavier and her body started to hurt, but she held herself together and ignored the aching pain in her body. As she danced, she heard a door open but decided to focus on her dancing instead.

Hoseok leaned against the wall and watched her with a frown on his face. He felt disappointed because instead of asking for help, she does the complete opposite. The song ended and the older female fell down the floor but luckily he caught her in his arms and took her to a corner. He sat down first and took her on his lap. "Hobi, I-" she was cut off by Hoseok hugging her tight. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"You shouldn't be practicing this late at night, Noona," he said softly and looked at her with concern.

"I-I just want it to look perfect, you know? I'm a little behind you guys and.." she swallowed a lump in her throat and gave him a tired look. "It's just so stressful with comebacks and I can barely handle myself like I can't even-" she started to sob into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Hey," he said and cupped her face with his hands, wiping her tears. "I know it's stressful. Trust me. All of us are dealing with the same thing. It's okay to feel this way. Cry and let everything out. It's okay." he explained, giving her a comforting smile.

"Why didn't you ask me for help? You know that I would've helped you with the choreography. Even Jin-hyung and Namjoon asked me for help." He asked. She chuckled and shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, I just didn't want to be a burden I guess," She muttered, but enough for him to hear.

"You're never a burden. Your problems are my problems, Ace," he responded as she gave him a small smile and nodded. "I'll try to ask next time, I'm sorry," She apologized, wiping away a few remaining tears with the sleeve of her hoodie.

"Don't apologize. I understand, but you better ask next time, young lady," he playfully bossed while Astrid laughed out loud.

"Dude, I'm older than you." she pointed out while he glared at her. "So? I'm taller than you," Hoseok teased.

She gave him her finger and stuck her tongue out, making him gasp dramatically, taking steps backwards, holding his chest and looking at her offended, "You need a nap, missy."