Voodoo Marionette *Jikook* [Hiatus]

2: Meeting the Heartbreaker

Sweat.

Skin coated in sweat.

Glossing, sparkling, and gliding of sweat on every layer - with more just leaking through the sweat glands.

It's to no surprise that Jungkook sweats a fucking river whenever he works out, but today just so happens to be extremely excessive due to the intensity of it. It's a hot day, sun is being a fucking bitch, and running on a hard and intense day definitely works up those sweat glands to cry out for coldness for the body.

Jungkook doesn't mind it though. It feels like a motivation that he's actually working his body out hard, pushing him further past his limit to the point the ache on his legs and abdomen felt incredibly numb - just before the sore pain actually starts to hit later on.

He doesn't stop running.

Not yet at least.

That's until the whistle blew, and he felt like a puff of air huffed out of his lips forcefully as though he was suppressing it inside.

Signaling the end of practice.

Without losing his rhythm, Jungkook jogs to the coach after running around the field along with his other teammates. Despite being too tired to focus, Jungkook still kept his face firm to set an example for the team since he is - in fact - one of the team captains.

And not because of just his intimidating looks.

"Great job everyone. Next week is the start of classes and we have our first game on the following Friday. Tomorrow will be an easier day, going over the drills and ball passes. Jerseys will be exchanged on Wednesday and the Friday's game begins at 5 p.m but we will leave here at 4:30. We will discuss more about it next week, as for now rest up and eat well."

Everyone clapped it up to that and put their hands at the center, hollering in representation to the school's mascot. From there everyone either went directly home or trailed off to the locker room to change, to which that's exactly what Jungkook did.

Already inside was the Volleyball team -who finish practice around the same time they usually do - and a few people from the cross country team already leaving.

"Bro, coach is going to fucking kill us out there."

"My knees hurt so much!"

"I can't feel my arms man."

"I'm tired as fuck!"

"Hey Jimin, do you mind giving me some pointers?"

Jungkook's ear perked to the name just as he opens his locker, taking out another shirt and sweatpants to change into since he usually showers at home rather than risk showering here.

Who knows what happens in there, and unfortunately he knows too much.

"Um, I don't really know what to give you pointers on. I'm a libero, and I don't usually do spikes or blocks close to the net."

"Maybe on how to receive or tosses-"

"Why not ask Namjoon? He's also the captain and the Ace! Could help you with your position better since you're a wing spiker too."

"Yeah but-"

Jungkook slams the locker shut after he finished changing completely, shoving his cleats in his duffle bag while he exits out this section of the locker room and rounds the corner to the other section of lockers with arms crossed.

There he sees the familiar heartbreaker, freshly dressed already to leave while maintaining a polite smile on his face, facing the other man standing in front of him - who seemed like he was a little too persist to his captain.