You sighed. "I don't want to do this."
"You will do this. Honey, you have me right here, there is nothing to be afraid of." Hoseok said eagerly.
"I know you are really good at this Hobi, but I am equally bad at this. Even with you teaching me, I don't think I can do this." You sighed again.
"It's not that hard. It's just a waltz. And he will be there to lead you. You just need basics. Believe me, it will be alright." He said, holding your hands.
"I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of the whole university. I will look like a nerd who can only do studies."
"Y/N, please have some faith in me. I am here and I will teach you. Plus, everyone in the campus knows that you are more than a nerd. Come on, give me your hand."
You sighed but gave him your hand unwillingly. He pulled you closer.
"Now, ..."
....
2 hours later, Hoseok was still showing you the whole thing again and again. But still, you find something to mess, either messing the move or stepping his foot.
"Can we please take a break? I am exhausted." You asked, giving Hoseok puppy eyes.
"Wait, let's try the contra check one more time." He said. You sighed but comply nevertheless.
"You are going to turn, come back to me and I will hold you, okay?" He reminded you. You nodded.
"3-2-1!" He counted. You did as he explained; turned, come back to his arms. It was all great until the contra check. When you bended back, your foot slipped. Hoseok tried to hold you and you tried to regain your balance at your feet.
Somehow, these awkward attempts made your lips touch for a slight second but you panicked, trying to pull yourself back, but ended up hitting your head to his.
Both of you moaned in pain, holding the spot you hit your heads.
"I am sorry!" You said, unable to look at his eyes.
"Are you alright?" He asked while still holding his head.
"Well, I am, except feeling embarrassed. I told you, I shouldn't do this. I even made a fool of myself in front of you, imagine how would it be in the ball." You sighed, hiding your face behind your hands. He pulled your hands down in his.
"Come on Y/N, it's not that bad. We still have time to practice." He said trying to encourage you.
You pulled your hands back. "No more practice. Fuck the stupid rule! ย If I am the number one Honorโs student, they should just expect me to make a talk. I am not doing this waltz. I just kissed you and I don't want any more awkward stuff to make myself look like a fool."
"I don't mind. I mean I didn't feel awkward." He tried to explain, feeling the tension increasing in the room.
"But I mind it. All these times, I dreamt kissing you and this is how it..." You closed your mouth with your hand the moment you realize what you are talking about. Hoseok's eyes became wide, he totally didn't expect this coming. You didn't expect this coming from your mouth as well!
"I am sorry." You sighed, turning back to avoid his eyes. "I am sorr-" but your words were cut.
Hoseok grabbed your wrist to turn you to himself. Eyes locked, breaths hold, you were waiting for him to say something.
"I can kiss you again if you want, properly this time." He said, voice super quiet, but the close proximity letting you hear him clearly.
"I.. i...you.. what?" You asked feeling dumbfounded.
"I said I can kiss you. I want to kiss you." He said. You nodded, not founding the words in you to reply. He pulled you to himself, one arm securing around your waist, the other hand cupping your cheek delicately.
The moment his lips landed on yours was unexplainable. Totally different than the previous one. It felt calm and safe but also making your heart pound crazily against your chest, butterflies erupting in your stomach.
When you parted from the kiss, your eyes met again. Both of you laughed. "I.. I.." You couldn't form a coherent sentence.
"Wow, the effect I have on you." Hoseok teased you.
"Shut up!" You tried to hit his shoulder, but he grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips to peck it.
"I love you Y/N! I didn't plan to confess you this way, nor ever dreamed it would be this way. But I love you and your non-existing dancing skills.โ
