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The more Hoseok thinks about it the more it doesn't make sense.
No man that hot should be a dentist assistant.
Hoseok wonders around, not being able to concentrate on his University work after his mother's impromptu departure. So he wastes a couple hours watching his moms kdramas he'd never let her know he watched, and looked up the average salary of a dentist while slouched into the couch in a position that was sure to give him back damage. He choked on the chips he'd been inhaling for the last 10 minutes when he saw the amount. He knew his mother made decent money, but damn. Maybe pretty boy had the right idea with being a dentist assistant, fuck if he knew.
He threw his phone aside, feeling restless and bored, watching a couple slow dance to cheesy music in the drama. Maybe that's what he needs, a couple hours to dance all the energy off. He stretches to grab his phone to text the only hoe crazy enough to practice with him this late at night.
10:16pm
Hoebee:
I'm bored, wanna go to the studio?
Jibooty:
K, gimme 20
Hoseok smiles and hops off the couch to change into more comfortable clothes for dancing. Grabbing his keys and a facemask on the way. His mother has always been very insistent to always wear one in public, so it's habitual at this point. He changes quickly and locks the door behind him as he walks toward the train to take him to Uni.
He practices for hours with Jimin, both of them sweating and fluid by the time they crash against the mirror. One part of the song they had been struggling with on a loop in the background while they worked it out. Hobi's problem has always been over extension while Jimin wasn't extending enough, but they had both got it right eventually.
"So why the need to practice tonight. Not that I'm complaining."
Hoseok gulps down some water before answering, "My mom took a business trip today"
Jimins brows furrow, "Isn't she a dentist?"
"Yeah, I dunno, I'm confused too, but I'm alone for the week. Got bored."
Jimin grins wolfishly, "Gonna have anyone over? It's been a while."
"What! No!" Why is everyone implying he needs to get laid? He's fine.
"Mmm, maybe Jin? Or who's that other guy? Tae? Mmm, actually no, I want him myself.. Come to think of it, I want the other guy too.. We could share."
"Oh my god, shut up, I'm not having anyone over." Hobi is a bright red, and he can feel it, attempting to cover his face by groaning into his hands as Jimin laughs.
"Calm down, you virgin, I'm kidding."
Hoseok glares as he mutters 'I'm not a virgin' under his breath, and he highly suspects Jimin is not kidding, but Jimin just laughs again before stealing Hobis water and finishes it off.
"We should get home, it's nearly 1"
Hoseok nods his ascent, and takes Jimins hand to pull each other up.
Hoseok bids him a farewell and walks to the bench to wait for the train home. Pulling out his phone to play some music, and sees a string of texts and missed calls from his mother.
11:42pm
[2 missed calls]
11:45pm
Hobi, you need to get out of the house right now. Pack a bag and go. Don't go to your school.
11:48pm
I need you to answer
Hobi
Hoseok!
12:02am
[4 missed calls]
12:06am
I need you to answer
12:27am
[7 missed calls]
12:36am
Someone is trying to hurt you, I've sent Yoongi to come find you. If you aren't at home don't go back. If you are at home and asleep, please fucking wake up
Call me
12:47am
[2 missed calls]
Please Hobi, fuck, call me