When you’d first met him, Hoseok struck you as anything but a dance machine. When you recall him, you think of his bright smile, worthy of a toothpaste advertisement. Or perhaps his laugh, his accent…he was so very unique.

Therefore, watching him move his body effortlessly on the stage and mesmerize the crowd with his undying charisma sent newfound thrills rushing through your veins. Sharp movements, sweat glistening down his defined jawline…and his hips. Those sinful, sinful hips that would roll sensually and snap back, suddenly, powerfully.

Your mouth and throat were dry. It was sometimes difficult to process how many sensations he’d make you feel, and yet he wasn’t even touching you. But his eyes held so much unspoken promise, and it took no words for you to realize that soon, you’d be eternally grateful for his hips and how they would push you to the edge.