Dul flushed as he looked into the bathroom mirror. He grit his teeth as he pulled down the tracksuit hood down. "Is this really not going away?" He spoke in a hush tone as he tried to wipe the hickeys away but they wouldn't budge. Forgive the boy, he hadn't had such intimate play with someone since Jieun was born.
He somewhat forgot most of the things he'd used to do due to the fact he raised Jieun all by himself.
He splashed his face with cold water and stared into the mirror. His ears were red as he touched the minor cuts around his face. "... I hate him." He hated how the male made him feel, how his heartbeat was at a faster pace just thinking about Inhyuk.
He covered his mouth as he recalled the events from last night. A sweet scented smoke filled the restrooms. "Shit! Shit!" He tried to calm himself which took quite some time but he managed. He splashed some water again and walked out while zipping his tracksuit all the way. He didn't have time to grab his hat.
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He rubbed his heated ears as he fidgeted with his earrings. He yawned into his hand as he walked into the training room, he greeted everyone as usual but the two boys looked a bit more happy as the ran up to the teen father. "Ujin!" Jiwoo shouted making Dul snap his head towards the male who smiled happily.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked to which he nodded. "That's good! Jisuk wanted you to get lots of rest after what happened." He nodded again before gently patting both of their heads. "Thank you. I'll cook you some food later." He spoke softly as he looked around counting each student.
Everyone was waiting for the other teachers. "Hey, Dul. Since the other instructors are late, do you mind sparring with us?" Dul raised a brow as he tilted his head. "Spar? Uhm... I suppose that would be fine."
THUD! THUD! TWACK! THUD!
"This isn't fine!" A student shouted in fear as most of the students were piled up.
Groans were heard throughout the class as Dul flipped another student over his shoulder, slamming them onto the floor with so much force the student could make some type of mark. "Jiwoo?" He called out making him a bit nervous, Jiwoo was fast and quick. He landed a hit!
Dul held his face as he took a deep breath. "Pew." He muttered as a smoke bullet slammed into the wall and burst into a lavender scent. It made Jiwoo drowsy and Dul rushed over doing the same thing he did with the others. "Urk!" Jiwoo shouted as Dul licked his lips. "Good job, you landed a hit."
He got up and stared at Wooin. "I'll try my best." He bowed and the other followed. It was neck to neck but Wooin managed to land some powerful hits, thankfully Dul had seen Wooin fight a few times. "Strike." He whispered as a few needle formed smoke shot down at Wooin. Dul wiped his hands as he stared at the neatened kids. He frowned. "Shit... Shit shit shit shit." He fumbled with he first aid kit as he tried his best to heal the students.
