Yoongi curled up on the couch, watching the members' reflections as they practiced another choreo. Yoongi wasn't quite awake and he'd been allowed to sit out. He could have gone back to the dorms, but he didn't want the members to be so far away. (if u get this ilysfm <3) The music and the rhythmic beat of their footsteps lulled him into a restful sleep. 

"Yoongi~ Yoongi~ hyung~"

Yoongi groaned and twisted away from the voice, almost falling off the edge of the couch. But the voice's owner put a steadying hand on his back to keep him in place.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling like you shouldn't have woken me up." He grouched.

"Aw hyung, don't be mad. The others are going back now. I'm staying a bit longer. If you want you can stay and I can catch you up on what we did today. Or you can go with the boys and go to sleep." Hobi whispered softly.

Yoongi rubbed at his eyes and sat up slowly. He leaned forward and put his head on Hoseok's shoulder, not caring that his shirt was damp with sweat.

"Teach me what I missed." Yoongi decided finally, stretching out his arms and wiggling his feet.

Hobi took his hands and pulled him upright, forcing Yoongi to open his eyes and register the emptiness of the studio. Laughing slightly, he put his arm on Hobi's shoulder and entwined their fingers.

"Ballroom dancing, huh?"

"I lead, alright?" Jhope continued.

Yoongi was glad Hobi was in the mood to joke. He felt like that was the only thing that would wake him up. Hobi spun them around in wide circles until they were giggling too hard to go further.

"How about something to eat before we get started hyung, you missed lunch."

He nodded agreement, his stomach feeling empty. He followed Hoseok to the cafeteria and stood behind him as Hoseok filled up bowls with the foods that were leftover from the employees' dinner meal. The vast room was far too large to hold only the two of them and Yoongi felt uncomfortable with the unfilled space. He wouldn't have liked it any better filled with people, but the nagging uncomfortable feeling persisted.

"Let's eat in the studio." He suggested, accepting the food offered him with a subconscious smile.

Hobi followed wordlessly, trying to slurp up some noodles on their way. And it was comfortable. It was them. They ate and Yoongi asked about some of the steps he missed.

"The transition is a bit tricky, you need to control how your leg lands so you can do the jump safely-"

Yoongi groaned, leaning into the couch cushions. "There's a jump?"

Hoseok smiled, blowing on a bite. I'm your hope.

"I know you'll get it as soon as you want to."

"I don't want to ever want to get the jump right." Yoongi declared grumpily.

Hobi laughed, finding joy in Yoongi's distress. How rude.

"Are you finished hyung? The faster you try it the easier it gets." Hobi set his bowl down and stood up, stretching up on his toes and reaching his hands high in the air, uncovering his smooth midriff.

Yoongi absently looked down at his own stomach.
He wanted a belly rub. Instead, Hoseok's strong hand encircled his wrist and drew him up. His lips were smiling but his features were settling towards his focused face. He struck a dramatic pose and huffed.

"Yoongi stretch so we can start, kay?"

Carefully stretching, Yoongi made his way to where Hoseok was waiting. He mirrored the pose and followed the younger's movements closely. They practiced for hours, Hoseok correcting technique along the way. It was late before Hoseok stopped him for the thousandth time, both of them were sweating and tired.

"No," Hoseok moved and put a hand on Yoongi's shoulder. "Put your hands like this, and then..."

Trailing off, Hobi gently moved Yoongi's arms and squatted down to shift his feet into position. Then he put his hands on Yoongi's waist to move him just the slightest bit. He was so focused on getting everything right. His fluffy hair fell over his eyes and he blew at them distractedly.

Yoongi reached down and patted the soft hair fondly. "Hoseok, we should call it a day."

"Yoongi we're almost finished." Hobi dismissed him, letting go to practice the move himself.

Yoongi crossed his arms and Hobi ignored him. So, Yoongi pulled the hyung card. He stomped over and grabbed the younger's wrist.

"Hyung says we are finished."

Hobi pouted and rolled his shoulders, accepting defeat. He stumbled forward and rested his forehead on Yoongi's shoulder. Yoongi reached for him to pull him close and Hobi reached up and patted Yoongi's tummy. The elder smiled, he really liked tummy rubs.

"Let's go back now." He whispered and smiled triumphantly when Hoseok agreed.

"Yoongi?"

"Hm?"

Hoseok pulled his hyung closer by his slender arms and caught his eternally pouting lips in a soft kiss. It wasn't rough, but they pulled away breathless.

"Thank you for staying late with me."

"C-can't fall t-too far behind." Yoongi managed.

Hoseok slipped his hand into Yoongi's.

You're my hope.