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The same- Jhope (Fluff)

Over and over you continued to practice that same choreo for your upcoming concert. Trying to ignore everyone around you, you probably were at the dance studio for over 3 hours. Going on 4. Frankly, you didn't care. You needed to do this.

"Yah. Take a break." You stopped, turning to see your biggest rival J-hope standing at the door.

"I'm okay. You go and rest." It didn't really seem like it, but you were being a bitch. You and J-hope had this thing where being nice was the same thing as being salty. I didn't make sense. Kill 'em with kindness, you guess.

"Do you need help?" Pfft. Like you were about to accept help from the enemy.

"Aniyo, I'm fine. Its just this backroll I have to master. Thank you though." You patiently waited for him to leave, but he didn't. Instead, he opened the door wider and walked in the studio, closing the door behind him. He smiled at you.

"Mind if I work here?"

Yes, I do. Leave.

"Not at all. Go ahead." You moved far across from him to the opposite side of the room to work on your dance. Forgetting everything, you lost yourself in the dance. You couldn't help but groan in frustration when you messed up your backroll. Once you snapped out of your trance, you reached for your waterbottle, only to find that you...left it with J-hope on the other side of the room.

Damn it.

Screw it all. You walked to the other side of the room to get your waterbottle.

"...Did you really just do that...?" J-hope murmured, staring at you in shock. "You seriously just mastered that choreo."

You couldn't help but smile. It felt good to awe your enemies.

"Ne. I was only taught it today, too." You sipped from your waterbottle.

"It's just that stupid backroll. I am going to master it." You were just about to walk away when you felt J-hope's cool hand clamp around your wrist.

"When are you going to stop pretending?"

You turned around to look ar him.

"Stop pretending...?"

"That you hate me." He moved his hand up to touch your cheek. Never in a million years did you think that Jung Hoseok would ever recognise your love for him. You looked down.

"I'll stop pretending when you accept my love."

He smirked at you and raised an eyebrow.

"I was going to say the same thing." Without even stopping, he pressed his lips to yours.

"You can stop pretending now...I accept your love," He whispered, smiling at you. In so many ways, you two were so much alike. You felt butterflies in your stomach as you leaned in and kissed him again.

-End-

A/N: Is it just me, or is this like, Hobie's signature pose?? LOL this imagine was fun to write. I can actually imagine J-hope doing this too.