The Blood Moon King ➳ JJK [✓]

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LOCKHEART PACK

AUTHOR'S POV

Yibo was sitting in the training field while caressing his precious silver sword with his fingers. Turning the sword up and down as it shined every time sun rays hit onto it.

And that's when he felt someone came beside him and stopped. Slowly craning his neck up, parting his faze from the sword, he looked up.

Y/N was standing in her training uniform, her sword proudly resting on her shoulder with her fingers wrapped around the hilt firmly. She grinned at Yibo before speaking as Yibo gulped knowingly at the thought of what's coming next, "Let's have a challenge! It's been a looonnnng time we had a fight. Hm?"

Yibo gulped again remembering some memories when he lost from her several times.

"Yah! Yibo!"

Yibo snapped back to reality as she lightly kicked him and nodded in no vigorously and she looked at him weirdly.

"Wah! Giving up even before trying?" Y/N scoffed.

"Huh? No! When did I say that?" Yibo hurriedly got up from the ground with his sword in his hands and dusting off his clothes before looking at Y/N confidently.

"Why are you holding your breath yibo? Yah! Breath stupid." Y/N hit his shoulder and he exhaled out deeply.

"Haahhh! I was trying to look confident." Yibo pouted cutely making Y/N laugh, "Stupid Yibo! Hahahaha!!"

"I AM NOT STUPID!" Yibo stomped his leg with each word and Y/N laughed a little more before catching her breath.

"Okay then prove it." Y/N confidently said placing her sword on his shoulder, his gaze traveled from sword to her eyes, "Huh?"

"Beat me in a sword fight and I'll take back my words. Yes or No?" Y/N asked raising her eyebrows waiting for his answer, he, on the other hand, was in a dilemma if he should say yes or not.

Finally making up his mind Yibo heaved out a sigh and nodded in yes, "Fine! Let's do it then."

Y/N's eyes popped out, "Woah! Really?"

Yibo nodded.

"Wah! Then whoever's sword falls down first on the ground will lose, Accepted???"

"Yeah accepted!"

And with that, they both took their respective fight positions. Y/N offered a sword salute with mock seriousness. Yibo returned it, sloppily, grinning and then they circled, in high guard.

Yibo did the first move, cutting lazily at her. Y/N parried sharply, frowned, and thrust at him, pulling off-line at the last moment to slap his cheek with the flat.

Startled, Yibo stepped back, sword held out to keep her at bay. She slapped his blade aside and thrust.

Yibo parried and tried to counter-thrust, only for the two of them to meet face to face, arms and swords high, each surprised. Y/N moved towards him. But he grabbed her hands, and with main strength, spun her abound and pinned her against his chest. She struggled, but couldn't best the man in strength.

"What happened, sweetie!" Yibo sarcastically said trying to look at Y/N from the side, Y/N took the advantage and hit him in his lower abdomen with her elbow.

Yibo groaned in pain as his grip loosened on Y/N and she moved away from him, but still, both had their swords in their hands, huffing out exhaustedly.

Somehow Y/N felt exhausted just with this little fight, don't know why but she was feeling out of energy and her breath was unstable.