𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟕𝟓

JUNGKOOK P.O.V.

The one hour mark was fast approaching and the game was still happening, both males still holding onto the monkey bars even though they were being weighed down immensely by multiple weights. Jungkook had lost count of just how many weights had been fastened to their belts but he could tell it was enough to cause them to struggle, even though they were doing quite a good job at hiding their discomfort; he'd noticed some of their slips up though, eyes focused intensely on the two of them.

They had both worked up a sweat which was obvious in the way their shirts clung to their chest, making the outline of muscles that much more prominent. The sweat had also caused their hair to stick against their skin and when they could, they would sweep it back, keeping it out of their eyes so their vision wasn't affected.

The male wasn't sure how they were still going, especially for this long. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to last that long if this was his game but he would've tried, would've blocked everything out as he chanted praises to himself, anything to stop his arms from giving out and falling to the ground.

There had been times where he thought one of them would've dropped but they managed to keep moving, muscles flexing and hands tightening on the bars as they kept moving back and forth, neither wanting to be the first to fall and lose the game.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed as he looked at his hyung, noticing how the older males arms were shaking although his face showed no emotion; it was passive, practically blank. He had no idea what his hyung was thinking and it was slightly terrifying, not knowing what his plan was.

His eyes then flickered over to Jaesung who was in a similar predicament although his expression was much easier to read, if the obvious wince was anything to go by. He was in pain — his arms were tenser and were shaking just a little bit more and his legs would kick out at odd times, almost like he was looking for something to rest against but ultimately, there was nothing but empty air.

There was no doubt in his mind that they were going to be in pain for awhile, they were overworking their muscles in a way that probably wasn't recommended, especially if you weren't a professional.

"Last weight going on now," he jumped slightly in his chair, eyes snapping to the invigilator and watching as she secured the final weight in place for both of them before stepping back and continuing to watch, just like she had been doing since the match started.

She'd make comments here and there; praising the two currently on the bars and gently scolding some students when things got a little too loud and rowdy for her liking. She had sent some of the students away when they hadn't taken her seriously — it was obvious she liked things done in her own way and she didn't like when people tried going over her, which is what those students had done. Some had complained that the game was stupid and was taking too long and so she had sent them off elsewhere, stating that they didn't need to stay and watch their house member win or lose . . they would eventually find out the results anyway.

The male leaned back into his chair as they moved to the other bar, his stomach swirling in anxiety. There wasn't much that could happen now, all of the weights had been dished out and all that needed to happen was for one of them to fall and end the game. He slowly raised his hand to his mouth, nervously biting at the skin around his thumb, ignoring the light sting that came from the action as he peeled off a small layer of skin away from around his nail.

"You okay?" the sudden question had him stopping his small nervous habit, eyes flickering away from the two males and towards his left, where another chair had been placed. It had been claimed by all of his hyungs at one point but it was Seokjin who was currently sitting in it, looking completely relaxed as he stared at his youngest member after having watched him for awhile.