The Kim Family Tetralogy

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Jungkook had stopped talking all together.
"No comment." Hobi sternly turned down any questions with, holding up his hand to stop them, guiding Jungkook through the press pit.
This was it.
Day two.
He would leave nothing behind.
Nothing.
Use all of it.
Reach down and grab that reserve he'd never tapped into before.
The pure survival energy.
If he had to.

110 m hurdles was his event.
His.
But also the trickiest.
'Feel it.' he ordered himself at the starting point, and emptied his head.

"He set the new DWB." Coach said, incredulously, "Just like that." he looked at Hobi, who sat gaping.
"You put the lime in the coconut, and you DRINK IT ALL UP!" Taehyung, Yoongi, Jimin, Jin Namjoon and Minho shouted, excited, clapping their hands.
"GO BABY!" Taehyung applauded, so proud. So, proud.
"The kid is fucking amazing!" Coach shook his head, still clapping.
"Omg," Hobi fretted and stood up, "He has to throw now. The disk thing." he momentarily forgot the name of the discipline, "I can't sit still." he started pacing bak and forth as the short break inbetween proceeded.
Minho caught him, "Run up and down the stairs couple of times." he showed with his head.
"Ok." Hobi agreed and set off and ended with a set of jumps beside Minho.
"Better?" Minho smiled as Hobi set down again.
"No." Hobi shook his head, "But manageable." he sighed, deeply, eyes on Kookie.

"He beat his PB, with two fucking meters!" Hobi stated, staring, wildly, at the just as shocked Coach, "How? Two HUNDRED fucking CENTIMETERS!?"
"YOU PUT THE LIME IN THE COCONUT AND YOU DRINK IT ALL UP!" the whole fucking Team Jungkook section, shouted, standing up, pointing at Jungkook.
A total, fucking, purple UNIT of support.
Jungkook did a little wave, having no clue what they were shouting about, but knew it was praise directed at him.
But was already focused on his next discipline.
Pole vaulting.
Jungkook knew someone who was very good at pole vaulting.
He'd known him for ten something years.
He would channel his expertise today. He decided.
He knew how to do this. He did it well. But today he would embody Hobi Wan Kenobi.
Draw on his knowledge of the force.

"Use the force, Luke." he ordered himself, blowing on his hands before picking up his pole for his first jump on this new, freaking over the moon height he was attempting.
If he wanted to smash the record, and he wanted to, he'd have to out-perform himself in every discipline.
Didn't matter it was just him left in the pole vault, 'cause, he needed to jump as high as he possibly could, to get the highest possible score.
And, he was off!
And over!
"YOU PUT THE LIME IN THE COCONUT AND DRINK IT ALL UP!" the whole southeast side of the stadium, where his peeps were, errupted as he landed on his back and that weird song started playing through the speakers.
He still had no clue why, but he knew, it was to support him, specifically.
And it did.
It strenghtened him.
And he kept jumping.
Higher and higher.
Creeping up on the six meter mark.
Hobi had won the whole God damned Pole Vault event at the last Olympics jumping a whopping 6.11.
But he did nothing else!
That was his speciality.
And Jungkook weighed almost twenty pounds more than Hobi.
"Yeah, but I'm stronger." Jungkook pumped himself up, hitting on his thighs, "Use, the, force, Luke."
5.85!
"THAT'S MY KITT-" he heard Hobi's voice crack "EN!" a donkey hoarsed out the last part, before the coconut people took over.
Jungkook had to smile.
The high jump guy from yesterday came over to Jungkook and said, "You were a couple of centimeters over that bar right now, Jungkook. Go for it!"
"Yeah?" Jungkook looked up at him.
"Yeah." he nodded, "You have it in you. I see it."
"Thanks." Jungkook said, a bit surprised by the pep-talk.
"Smash it." the high-jumper ordered, and left him to it.
5.87.
Insane height.
But he made it!
"YOU PUT THE," the whole stadium was in on it now.
5.90.
Madness!
Too high.
Jungkook realised as he took the bar with him down.
No, he would stop there.
Leave some in his legs for the freaking 1500 meters.
Be kind to his arms for the javelin up next.
The day wasn't over.
And this height...
Yeah.
He was proud.
He bowed out, to the audience, that were chanting his name just the same and saw Hobi cry his eyes out in Coach's arms, so proud of his young Padawan.
Jungkook could feel it all the way out here. How proud Hobi was of him right now.
He smiled.
And got ready for the freaking javelin.
Ate two bananas.
Drank his fluids.
Had some gel-fructose.
Three pacs of them, to be honest.