Mythical Short Stories - 방탄손연단 PART 3

|> REMAKE <》

|=|REMAKE OF|=|JiHope|=》
|=|🎙Hoseok🎙|=》

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The music boomed through the single room, the heavy bass and drums pounding through the hip-hopper's body.

"Faster. On the beat. Not a second after."

The boy nods, taking a moment to breathe, calming his body a little before the music restarts.

His limbs popping, his chest exposed, every beat feels through his body like rocks and metal.

"Good! Feel it! Embrace it!"

The beat increases, the speed raises, his body moving in ways a normal human should not be able to.

Boneless, smooth, determined, strong.

When the music fades and the boy takes his last pose, he makes eye contact with his teacher.

The tall man smiles.

"I'm proud of you."

"Am I ready to take on the challenge like this though?"

"I know you are." The man nods. "Hoseok, you were born a mighty being. You have yet to experience the distraction in a group. The more you devote yourself to this, the easier it will be."

The boy nods slowly. "But... you... Will you stay with me?"

"As long as you need. I have all eternity, as do you."

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Hoseok sits in the office with crossed arms, his eyes burning into the owner's.

Both of them are sitting in silence except for the small growl coming from Hoseok every now and then.

The owner sighs and sits upright. "I assume you read the website." He says.

"You set me on the poll without my permission." Hoseok growls. "You know I am still incapable of being near the ballet dancer. You know I can see it. You know I can feel it."

"I know." The owner nods.

"So then why did you put me there?"

"Namjoon told me to."

"He would never."

"He did though."

Hoseok hisses at him. "You may be older, he may be a pureblood, but so am I." He snarls, pressing his hand on his chest. "I have as much right to my rights as you have. I need more time."

"We don't have more time!"

"Jin, I swear, if you don't remove me from the poll no one in that class will survive!"

The owner, Seokjin, sighs deeply. "You've lived for a long time, as have I, but Namjoon knows you can do it. Tomorrow night is your first blood moon."

Hoseok growls at him. "I told you I'd take the day off."

"I told you it's not possible."

"Tell them I'm sick."

"The group you're teaching is practicing for a competition. You being sick can ruin them and us. You're just going to have to get used to it. That ballet teacher is there tomorrow night too. That is why I put you in there. The choices were made."

Hoseok sighs. "Listen, hyung, he doesn't even like me. Besides, he has no idea how dangerous I can be or how hip-hop works."

"And that's where you come in. You are our best dancer. You can teach him. Your vampirism allows for flexibility that matches a ballet dancer with ease."