𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕪

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As soon as Hoseok got home from the excruciatingly tiresome dance practice, he immediately plopped down on his couch, body sinking into the velvety sofa cushions. After mindlessly staring at a wall for several minutes straight, as the boy's mind was completely blank, he decided to make himself an energizing drink just to ensure his body wouldn't entirely give out.

And he knew the perfect person to ask.

Hobi ☀︎︎
can u send me ur banana milk recipe plz 👉👈

Kookie
ah I've seen u converted to the dark side
👁👅👁

wise decision 😌 💅

Hobi ☀︎︎
👁👄👁👌

just send it plz 😔

Kookie
well since u asked so nicely 🤩🍌🥛
(image attached)

Hobi ☀︎︎
ty king😚😚

Kookie
cult meetings on saturdays at 2

dont b late :] 🔪

Hobi ☀︎︎
(•́•̀)⊃💰

just take the money and spare me my life plz and thank u

Kookie
fine 😔 always gotta take the fun out of everything 🥱 fuqqing boomers

Hobi ☀︎︎
BTCH IM ONLY A FEW MONTHS OLDER THAN U

Kookie
ok gramps

Hoseok scoffed at Jungkook's playful insult, but simply brushed it off with a light and feathery laugh, as he prepared the essential ingredients.

~ 🍌 🥛 ~

"Holy sh*t," Hoseok gasped, his eyes widening at the abundance of flavors hitting his tongue at once, "this is amazing. Now I see why that kid's practically addicted."

He quickly thanked his friend for the amazing and delicious recipe, before shutting off his phone and sliding it across the table. After taking a few sips of the tasty homemade beverage, little bits of energy made its way back into his bloodstream.

It felt nice having his muscles slowly regain their stamina, as he hated nothing more than feeling weak and vulnerable. Even though it was perfectly okay and natural to be out of breath or fatigued after an exhausting practice, since it'd be even more concerning if you weren't.

But still, everyone always put this sense of pressure on Hoseok, for being one of the more advanced dancers amongst the group. He felt this title of nobility, or responsibility, rather, to keep everyone satisfied.

Personally, he didn't like to think of himself as superior just because he may have some 'better' techniques in different categories than others, because that simply didn't matter.

Every single one of the dancers in that room were phenomenal, which Hoseok truly believed and always praised to them when they compared themselves to him.

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