With You from Beginning to End (BTS X Non-Binary reader)

School

"5...6...7...8..."

A quiet thought you had as the final measure of the intro of the song played out, you feel your feet quietly glide across small areas of the floor. As sweat drips down your face, your body moves to the music in a way that's been ingrained in the very depths of your subconscious, your arms and legs move freely and smoothly as a story is being told with your body.

The story to you was described as someone who worked and yearned to have wings to fly to meet a beautiful lover of the sky. So you took that story and ran, in brief moments when your feet were no longer touching the ground you imagine that person as they try and touch misty clouds that are just barely out of reach and then graciously bring yourself to the ground then again to your feet. With the music, you envision a long dramatic and almost movie-like scenario between the trails of the two lovers as your body re-enacts that story with muscle memory 

As the song comes to a close, you rested in a pose where your hand tired extends to the ceiling, not quite sure if your body was sitting or standing anymore as your body felt so light. As the music faded from the speakers you released the breath that you didn't know you were holding up until now. You let your arms fall to your sides and walk towards the wall of mirrors where you had set your bag and a  bottle of cold water.

As you opened the bottle you allowed yourself to sit and rest your back against the wall and close your eyes as you allow yourself a quiet break. As you took a slow sip of cool water you hear footsteps approach you from the open doorway. 

"Working hard as ever I see." You smile as the familiar presence sits next to you, you look to your left and see a bright and smiling Hoseok. 

"You know it," you sigh knowing that he's here must mean that early morning has already passed much faster than expected, though this almost always happened. Your morning routine consisted of waking up at the crack of dawn and coming to the dance studio before school every morning. Where your friend would pick you up from so that the both of you could walk together to the nearby school. 

"You should go get changed so that we're not late," he said as he stood up, then turning around to help you up as well. With his help, you heaved yourself up, grabbing the bag that sat to the side of you with your free hand. 

"You're probably right," You quickly rush to the locker room of the studio and quickly jump into the shower, not hesitating to rinse off the sweat in the freezing spray of water. Then quickly rushing to change into your dreaded school uniform, after throwing the clothes you were just wearing to dance into a locker labeled with your name on it, you grab your school bag and rush out to find your friend who was waiting in the front lobby of the studio. 

"Hey, I grabbed us some snacks from across the street, cause I'm assuming you haven't eaten since you left your house this morning," Hobi said with a smile as he handed you some sort of protein bar and a coffee milk drink whilst he drank a similar drink but with a strawberry flavoring instead. 

"Have I told you how much I love you?" You said smiling as you graciously took the food as the both of you started on your normal route to the school.

"Yes, but you could definitely say it more," he said cheekily, smiling his ass off while you eat your second meal of the day.

"You're right, you're right, I definitely could, but then it would eventually lose the sentiment so maybe I won't," you smirked taking a sip of your drink as he lightly shoved you. 

"Anyways, how's your choreography coming? Are the guys handling it well?" He asked we crossed an empty street. 

"They're doing alright from what I can tell, although it's one hell of a core workout, I'm surprised none of them have died yet."