A cool gust of wintry wind swept its way around the tall city buildings, flooding down the city streets. Feeling the cold air slapping against his skin, Hoseok couldn't help but begin to shiver, bringing his hands to rub against his upper arms for warmth. Walking in perfect stride alongside him, Yoongi shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his hoodie, eyes cast to the moon drifting further from its position in the sky. 

Finding the silence awkward, Hoseok was quick to speak up, "God... I hope Jin and Aurora were able to take on those wacko creatures." he sighed, letting out a frosty breath of air as he turned his gaze to the raven haired male beside him, "Just thinking about it gives me the creeps." he shivered, recalling how Seokjin and Aurora had left in a hurry once the wolf like creatures located them. 

Yoongi gave a small shrug, "I'm sure they'll be fine, after all, Jin is the original barer of time." he spoke, feeling content that Aurora was in safe hands. 

Lips twisting into a frown, a thought popped into Hoseok's mind, "Scary to think that we're both reincarnations huh."

Eyes still glued to the almost starless sky, Yoongi let out a breath of air, "I'll say..." he muttered, feet landing heavily against the pavement below him as they continued to walk, "I wonder how long our predecessors held their positions for?"

Hoseok cocked his head to the side, features illuminated by the warm pools of the streetlights they passed under, "Who knows." he sighed, still wrapping his head around the whole idea of it, "I still wanna know how old Jin is though." he chuckled, an attempt to lighten the mood between them. 

The two males came to a halt as they reached their destination, eyes trailing over the bright neon sign of the nightclub. They could already hear the muffled music blaring inside, a few drunk females clad in tight dresses stumbling out the front doors, chuckling with their heels held tightly in their hands. Finally pulling his eyes away from the sky, Yoongi turned his attention towards the orange haired male beside him, "Time for us to do our part." he spoke, hands still slipped inside the pockets of his hoodie. Eyes flickering from the entrance back to Hoseok, Yoongi smirked, "Try not to get carried away in the swarm of girls." he chuckled lowly, wiggling his brows suggestively at the now flustered male beside him. 

Crossing his arms over his chest, Hoseok scoffed, "Same goes for you!"

"Nah man..." Yoongi grinned, placing a firm hand against Hoseok's shoulder before leaning into the male's ear, "For me... it's dicks before chicks." he whispered lowly, pulling away as he sent a sly wink Hoseok's way. 

As Yoongi stepped away towards the bouncer, Hoseok couldn't help but feel the heat beginning to rise to his cheeks, breath caught in his throat at the raven haired male's unexpected words. So slapping his hands against his cheeks, Hoseok snapped himself out of his trance, following Yoongi closely behind as they entered the club.

Stepping into the building was almost like entering into another world entirely. The music was so loud it made Hoseok's skin tingle and lungs feel like mush. The bass thumped with his heart beat as though they were one, filling him from head to toe with a rhythmic beat. The song that was playing only got louder, more intense as if it were pulling him in and wouldn't let go. 

From beside him, Yoongi lay his eyes on the gathering crowd, neon lights flashing like police sirens, but much more colourful as a mass of people danced on top of one another. Running a hand through his hair, Yoongi gestured towards the crowd, "Lets split up, who knows how long it'll take to find the guy."

Hoseok was quick to shake his head, "actually," he rose a finger, gesturing towards the centre of the dance floor, "I don't think we have to."

Over the roar of the music, a distant, hazy chatter could be heard from the crowd, cheers and shouts almost overpowered the DJ as a circle of drunk people gathered around a single male dancer, just finishing up his performance as the upbeat song came to an end. Hoseok and Yoongi both watched on as the male gave a bow, ash blonde hair falling softly over his squinted eyes as he smiled. 

Yoongi gulped, "That's him... the guy from the cafe." he spoke, eyes not leaving the male. He was short in stature, maybe just about Yoongi's height, but his expression radiated power. His ash blonde hair was perfectly parted to one side, plump lips pursed as he took ahold of a glass of wine, downing it in one shot. 

"That's impressive." Hoseok muttered, watching the male keep his composure as he drank. It was almost as if the male trained himself to be so ethereal. 

After staring for a good few seconds, Hoseok took a firm hold of Yoongi's sweater, dragging the male towards the dance floor. He would've taken a hold of Yoongi's hand, but the male almost always kept his hands inside his pockets, so that was impossible. 

Deciding it would be best to talk to the male before he began to dance again, Hoseok pushed his way through the crowd, quickly reaching the front and gaining the man's attention. "Um- hey..." Hoseok awkwardly introduced, earning a raised brow from the blonde haired male. Hoseok gulped, "I'm Hoseok and he's-"

"Are you here for a dance battle?" the male cut in. 

Hoseok choked on his saliva, "A what-"

The male looked unimpressed, "A dance battle." he stated, placing his now empty glass of wine into the hands of his friend, "Otherwise don't bother me."

Under the rapid strobes of the neon lights, Yoongi was quick to pull Hoseok slightly away, turning the orange haired male towards him, "Okay... now what!?" he exclaimed, momentarily peeking past Hoseok's taller form to check that the male wasn't leaving. 

Placing a hand of reassurance on Yoongi's shoulder, Hoseok's lip ticked up into a smirk, "I got this in the bag." he grinned, quickly turning away from Yoongi and back to the blonde haired male, "I'll challenge you." he piped up, placing his hands firmly against his hips as he looked down confidently upon the other male's form

The blonde crossed his arms firmly over his form, "Ooo" he sounded, a hint of sarcasm in his voice "You think you've got what it takes?" 

Hearing of the battle forming, the drunken crowd began to regather around Hoseok and the blonde, some beginning to cheer and holler. Hoseok couldn't help but feel exhilarated at the gathering audience, body beginning to tingle as he itched to dance for the crowd, "Bring it."

The blonde simply gave a nod in acknowledgement, raising a hand as he gave a wave towards the DJ, presumably asking for a music change as he was quick to get into position. The dance floor was quick to clear until Hoseok and the blonde faced one another, music slowly creeping into the males ears as they both tapped their feet to the beat. 

The blonde was first, running a hand through his now ruffled locks as the music began to fire up. And as if something snapped within him, the male began to move. 

The music practically pushed the male into motion, forcing him to dance with absolute power and strength. Extending his arms and spinning on his heels, Hoseok watched on in absolute awe as the blonde swept himself across the floor, carrying himself with the music. His movements were strong, but there was a slowness, a gracefulness to each movement of his limbs. 

Exhilarated, the male twirled across the dance floor, shoes gliding against the wooden floorboards as he practically swept himself around Hoseok's still form. The orange haired male couldn't help but break out into a grin. 

It'd been a while since he received a good challenge. 

The music slowed as it faded into silence, a cue for Hoseok that the blonde haired male had finished. It was now his turn to shine, his turn to show what he was made of. 

Gesturing towards the DJ, Hoseok let the crowd know he was ready, feet positioned just apart as the beat began to play, pumping through his veins like liquid adrenaline forcing him to move. With the brightest of smiles and infectious joy, Hoseok began to dance. Each move was like a soulful spark as he danced like a rag doll in a tornado, moves so fluid he almost appeared boneless in front of the crowd. He felt giddy as he kicked a leg forwards with flexed muscles, pivoting with force as he moved to the music. 

From the sidelines Yoongi watched on with wide eyes, pupils dilated as the casual male he knew Hoseok as transformed into a dancing machine. Yoongi swallowed hard, mouth going dry as Hoseok began to body roll, sliding a hand seductively down his chest with a devilish grin. The raven haired male felt heat rising to his cheeks at the sight, but was quick to let out a sigh of relief as the music faded to an end. 

There was a silence in the air, a moment of calmness before the crowd erupted into wild cheers for both of the dancers. The blonde haired male took a step towards Hoseok, extending a hand, "Not bad."

Hoseok chuckled, sweat littering his forehead as he slipped his hand into the male's, "You ain't too bad yourself." he replied, shaking the male's hand firmly. 

Walking up beside the blonde haired male, a man was quick to playfully hit the blonde on the back, "I call it a draw, you're both pretty neat in your own fields." he smiled, raising his wine glass to the both of them before walking away. 

Placing a hand against his hip, the blonde smiled, "I'm Park Jimin."

Hoseok returned the gesture, "Jung Hoseok."

Jimin cocked his head towards the bar, "Care for a drink?"

~*~

"So you're saying I'm supernatural?" Jimin uttered with a raised brow, hand wrapped around a cold glass of beer as he leant an elbow against the bar table. 

With a small hiccup and a slur of his words, Hoseok replied, "YuP!" he chirped, hair now a tousled mess as strands of orange hair poked up in all different directions, "yOu GotTa beLieve Me heRe!"

Jimin slightly moved away from the drunk male, "Um... I don't know if I can believe a drunk guy."

"Then talk to me." A low voice spoke up, chair on the other side of Jimin being pulled out as Yoongi took a seat, gesturing towards the bartender for a drink. 

Jimin's lips twisted into a frown, "And you are?"

Receiving a glass of beer, Yoongi wrapped his hands around the cold drink, "Min Yoongi." rolling his eyes, he pointed a thumb towards Hoseok, "His friend."

Jimin tensed, "Does that mean you're also crazy?"

Yoongi let out a low chuckle, voice horse as he spoke, "I wouldn't call myself crazy... you were born with a marking right?"

Eyes going wide, Jimin was quick to hide his wrist underneath the bar table,  "what makes you ask this?"

Watching the blonde's frightened movements, Yoongi leant towards the male with a smirk, "You were, weren't you?" he grinned, removing his hands from around his drink as he brought them up to his head, sweeping away the hair behind his ear revealing the marking of a crescent shaped moon, "Same here."

With his had still hidden underneath the table, Jimin's brows furrowed together, "How do I know that's not just some tattoo?" he scoffed, still not buying the story, "How do I know you're not with some crazy scientific crew out to experiment on me."

Deciding that the male needed some kind of proof, Yoongi decided to put plan B into action, "Can some crazy person do this?" he uttered, subtly raising his hand towards the blonde. 

It took Jimin a moment to register what was happening, but when he did, it was safe to say he was at a loss for words. Within seconds of Yoongi raising a hand, Jimin almost felt weightless, like he was a feather floating on nothing but air as he hovered a mere centimetre above his chair, not high enough for anyone to notice but himself... a safe move from Yoongi. 

Noticing the male's panicked state, Yoongi let his arm drop flatly by his side, the effects of his gravity manipulation quickly wearing off as Jimin landed back on the wooden bar stool with a thud. His lips opened and closed a couple of times as he tried to find the words to say, "Y-yes... you're fucking crazy!" he bellowed, slamming his hands down against the bar table, rattling a couple of drinks, "Maybe I'm drunk? Or drugged! That's right, you spiked my drink how dare you!"

"Just shut up and follow me." Yoongi groaned, pushing himself out from his chair as he gestured for Jimin to follow. But the male wouldn't budge. 

"No." Jimin spat, downing another glass of wine. 

Yoongi narrowed his sharp feline eyes in annoyance, "Yes."

Jimin shook his head, "No."

Rolling his eyes, Yoongi took a step towards Jimin, 

"Then I'll have to take you by force."