Yoongi didn’t know what to expect when he opened the door, but a panting Hoseok drenched in sweat with skin tinted a beautiful shade of red was the furthest thing his mind could have thought of. Although given the fact that the dancer has probably been practicing for hours now, it should have been the rapper’s first thought, and Yoongi should have walked in prepared. Honestly, hell, he shouldn’t have walked in at all, but since he did, he should have known what to expect. The fact that his breath hitched in his throat and his mind went completely blank at the sight of the dancer is proof of his complete lack of foresight.

Hoseok wasn’t expecting visitors. People know better than to disturb him when he’s practicing, but when his eyes fall on Yoongi, his surprise is greater. He knows that Yoongi is just like him when it comes to time spent on perfecting their craft; just as obsessive about not being disturbed. Hoseok swallows hard because Yoongi being here can only mean one thing—

Did he finally make a decision?

“Hyung,” Hoseok states, but it’s more of a question as he looks at the man quizzically. 

Yoongi swallows hard, trying to unblock his suddenly tightening throat. He’s not sure where all his salvia has gone, because his mouth currently feels like the Sahara desert - not an ounce of liquid in sight. 

“Uhm,” Yoongi manages to scratch out. 

The rapper runs his hand through his hair then rubs the back of his neck. Before opening the door, he’d known what he wanted to do, what he wanted to say – but right now he's at a total loss for words, “I thought we could, I mean -- should, you know – talk, maybe.”

Smooth Min Yoongi, smooth – just like butter.

The man berates himself. The thing is Yoongi can’t be blamed for his reaction and lack of swag, because Hoseok is the iest and the most breathtaking after dancing,  who am I kidding -- he's gorgeous during dancing as well. When dancing, the younger man is like a musical God that becomes one with the beat and rhythm. Hoseok’s body becomes fluid and languid, flowing like an untamed river, inviting all who watch to drown his depths. 

But after dancing, after dancing,  – Hoseok's skin is flushed from adrenaline, sweat dripping and causing clothing to stick, outlining Hoseok’s toned and muscular frame; it’s all too much for Yoongi to take in. However, it’s the way that Hoseok stands there, panting as he tries to catch his breath, with questioning innocent eyes, not understanding that at this moment he is the living definition of the phrase, ' on two legs' - this is what has Yoongi fighting to make his brain work. 

“Talk? About what?” Hoseok eyes Yoongi suspiciously. The older man is staring at him so hard that Hoseok feels bare, almost . Yoongi’s glare is so intense that Hoseok looks down just to verify that he’s still dressed.

The older of the two is having trouble remembering why he walked through the doors, he’s having trouble with a lot of things really. As he looks at Hoseok, he wonders when did it all become so complicated? It wasn’t long ago that his only problem was writing lyrics and producing a song that he was satisfied with. Then Jungkook started to grow up and  if that didn’t happen out of nowhere. The extra muscles, bunny smiles, coupled with the youngest's personality did a number on Yoongi’s emotions -- leaving the man at a loss for how to handle his growing (possibly erted) attraction. 

Spending time with Jungkook had only strengthened what he felt and showed Yoongi that maybe his feelings weren’t as erted as he previously believed. Namjoon had convinced him to make a move on the youngest man, and he was prepared to do so. But then Hoseok hugged him, tight, and threw a monkey wrench in, disrupting Yoongi’s perfectly constructed plan. 

“I don’t know,” Yoongi says, his voice exasperated, “I am so ing confused right now.” Yoongi’s voice cracks with honesty and Hoseok takes a deep breath. 

It’s been a while since Yoongi has said exactly what he feels and Hoseok is thankful to be able to hear it. He knows that the older man is confused and that it’s not Yoongi’s personality