It’s Only a Dance
60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
88. “See, now, was that so bad?
Dancing was not your thing. Simply, you were just not good at it. You basically had two left feet. While, Hoseok knew this, he had been begging you to let him teach you to dance, or at least teach you one choreography of your choosing.
After about a week of his constant begging, you finally gave in. Hoseok promised he would be patient with you, no matter how many tries it takes you to learn a move. Though, there was one move you got stuck on, and while he thought it was simple, you thought the opposite. You had already spent thirty minutes on this one move. To say this made him impatient would be an understatement.
“Again,” he told you “No, almost. But not quite. Here, let me help you.”
“Hoseok, I can’t-” you whine
“Yes, you can.” He assures you as he settled his hands on your waist, ready to direct you in the proper way.
The feeling of his hands on your waist caught you off guard, and you shot him a irritated look, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
He chuckled at your remark, “Y/N, I’m not trying to seduce you. It’s only a dance. Just let me help you.”
“Fine, but don’t you dare slip your hands any lower, or I’ll kick your ass.” You scold
“Oh, like this?” He says before lightly smacking your ass. You gasp at the sudden contact, face growing red, “Hoseok, I swear-”
“I don’t see you trying to kick my ass, ” he says through a smirk, “let’s get back to the dance now. Now, do the move again, slower, and I will direct you.”
Slowly, you followed along as Hoseok directed you with his hands, and words. Finally, with his help you succeeded and doing it correctly. “Now, try doing it again, without my help.” He says.
You do it once, twice, and three more times correctly. Hoseok squeals with excitement, “See, now, was that so bad? You did it! I knew you could!” as he pulls you in for a tight hug.