I busted through the door of our house, still fuming. The ride home did nothing to calm me down even though the night breeze cooled me off. I paced through the living room, making rhetorical statements and chewing on my nails. I could feel all their eyes on me as I walked back and forth.
"Princess?" Yoongi called out to me
"What!" I snapped. He stood in front of me, putting his hands on my shoulders "I'm sorry, I'm just... fuck, I'm pissed off and so confused"
"I know love, I know but please try to calm down before you pace a hole into the floor" he said touching his forehead to mine
I didn't want to cry anymore, my eyes were already sore and swollen so I suppressed the urge by taking deep breaths. I stretched out my hand for Hoseok and he took it, helping to calm my emotions to a mild thunderstorm instead of the raging volcano they had been. The rest of the guys stood by watching, as if they were unsure of what to do or say, which they were. What could be said?
"Noona, do you really want her to do it?" Jimin's voice was soft when he spoke, I could tell he was afraid that I'd blow up
"I don't know," I answered honestly. My feelings on the matter were mixed, at best, but I didn't want to talk about that part right then
"Would that make you happy?" Seokjin asked, making me turn my attention to him "I'm not for or against it, I truly want to know if you think her dying would bring you peace?"
"Jin, can we not discuss this right now? I know you can feel this massive headache I have, let's table it for tonight"
"Okay" he sighed. We were all tired, that night took a toll on all of us but I knew I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.
"I have an idea" Jungkook spoke up causing everyone to look at him, he tied his hair up in a little bun and took off his jacket "I feel the adrenaline pumping through you, so we're going to blow off some steam"
"How?" I asked, raising one eyebrow out of curiosity
"Two ways, fucking or fighting. You choose" I bit my bottom lip mulling over the two choices given.
"I need to hit something"
"Get changed and meet me in the gym" I agreed, prompting Hoseok and Yoongi to free me so I could go change my clothes.
In my room I stripped out of my tailored pants, blouse and bra. I replaced them with a sports bra, tank top and shorts then tied my puff back into a ponytail and added a headband. I pulled a pair of black, gray and blue sneakers from my closet after putting on some socks. Once I was ready I ran to the gym to see a shirtless Namjoon adjusting the tightness of the string of his sweatpants, the sight was unexpected but a treat for my eyes.
"Hope you don't mind me joining you guys" He says pulling me from the mini trance
"I think I just changed my mind" Kookie laughed along with Joon which put a faint, small smile on my lips
"Quit being horny and come over here so I can tape your hands" The maknae wore a shirt with a low scoop neck and arm holes that came down to his ribcage. It was more holes than actual shirt
"Namjoon is shirtless, and your "shirt" is leaving nothing to my imagination, a girl is only so strong in a situation like this"
"If you're still frustrated after this you can take it out on me, however you want" the oldest of us offered and I accepted
"Okay"
Jungkook started with my left hand and within ten minutes I was ready to punch. He taught me a quick one-two combo to hit the bag with so that I wouldn't hurt my hands. Namjoon was nearby drumming up a rhythm on the speed bag and JK was on the opposite side of the heavy bag, holding it steady for me to continuously hit.
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SeoulMates | OT7 Soulmate AU
FanficSoulmates no longer connect. Most people don't even believe in them anymore since it has been over 70 years since the last soulmates lived and loved. Are soulmates really extinct? Or are people ignoring their destiny? Ma-ri returns to South Korea af...
