chapter 60💦

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Jungkook padded down the stairs in track pants and an oversized hoodie, grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge.

"What are you doing today Kookie?" You asked him, tilting your head.

"I'm bored and I miss you," you said.

"Okay then," Yoongi chuckled, sitting next to you on the couch with his hand in yours.

"Yoonie we've been snuggling for an hour I feel like I haven't seen Kookie all week," you told him, giggling.

"I'm kidding babe," he replied, giving your hand a squeeze.

"I'm just going to the gym," Jungkook replied.

"Um - do you want to come?" He asked.

"You can too hyung I can bring two people with my pass."

"No thanks," Yoongi said.

"Yeah!" You said, hopping up.

"I wanna be strong like Kookie," you teased, coming over and poking his firm chest.

He grinned shyly and looked down.

"Let me get changed?"

He nodded and waited patiently as you ran upstairs to change into workout clothes. The gym wasn't very crowded and you walked in holding Jungkook's hand beneath his hoodie sleeve and letting him guide you as he signed in and then led you toward the machinery.

"I like to run a little first," he said.

"Is that okay?"

You nodded, following him toward a pair of treadmills. He flipped his hood up and you focused on keeping a decent pace, even though running was not your favorite and you especially didn't like to do it inside, you did your best. After a short warm up jog the two of you headed for weights. You chatted lightly while you both worked with some free weights and Jungkook was very helpful - giving you pointers on your form and helping you out with moving the weights around. It was cool to see him so in his element and you couldn't keep your eyes off him. When he was lifting he was so hot, but when he turned to you with soft eyes and parted lips and gently told you to hold the bar a little different, spread your legs a little farther, keep your back straight - it was so cute. But then you caught sight of the veins standing out in his hands and felt hot all over. "What next?" You asked him after bicep curls. He pointed.

"Bench press?" He said.

"Wanna go first?"

"Okay!" You agreed, laying down on the bench.

"How much do you want?" He asked. You shrugged.

"How much is the bar?"

"Fifteen I think?" He mumbled, grabbing it with one hand.

You tried it but it was too easy so he added some weight until it was more of a challenge. He stood by your head, his hands hovering by your shoulders to spot you in case you dropped the bar, and he was counting for you.

"Four more," he said as you exhaled and pushed the bar up.

"Good," he said. You finished and he set the bar back in the holder and you let your arms drop, breathing deeply and looking up at him as he smirked down at you.

"Thank goodness I have such a handsome trainer, otherwise I'd be ready to go home," You teased, smiling up at him.

"Noonaaa," he whined, reaching back and tugging his hoodie off over his head.

His shirt rode up as he pulled, and god - you had seen Jungkook topless - naked even - more than once but it never ceased to make your jaw drop when you saw his tanned stomach and abs peeking out. You stood quickly and watched him load the bar up with weight and then lay down. His arms flexed and he grunted slightly, screwing up his face in concentration as he did his reps, making you swallow heavily, your eyes glued to the way his muscles contracted with each press and the thin fabric of the T-shirt lay on his chest. When he pushed the bar back up and let it fall onto the hooks and dropped his arms to his sides panting heavily you whined lowly. He looked up at you, his hair damp with sweat.

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