𝕃𝕆$𝔼ℝ =𝕃𝕆♡𝔼ℝ 《ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝔹𝕖𝕠𝕞𝕘𝕪𝕦》

Arm Wrestling

Choi Beomgyu🎸

Taehyun runs around the room, hollering loudly, busy chasing Yuna with a pillow. Huening Kai and Ryujin are busy recording it all on their phones. Soobin hyung sits in the corner, silently giggling, texting Arin, with Yeonjun hyung helping him out on what to say.

"NEVER. DO. THAT. EVER. AGAIN," says Taehyun punctuating every word with a whack on Yuna's head. 

"I SAID I WAS SORRY!"

"I DON'T CARE!" 

Yuna sends a kick flying to his head. He slaps her on the shoulder. She grunts and kicks him again. Soon they start wrestling on the bed, Yuna on top of Taehyun holding him down with her knees. I sigh. I walk over to them calmly and pick Yuna up, wrapping my hands around the back of her knees and lift her off of Taehyun.

"Oi, wait," she screams, kicking, her feet repeatedly beating against my knees.

"Oh my God, guys. Arin just said I have really fluffy hair!"

Ryujin then drops her phone and scrambles over to Soobin hyung to see the development. Kai walks over to Taehyun and helps him off the bed. I carry Yuna downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Are you gonna put me down any time soon?" 

I nod and place her on the kitchen counter gently. 

"Showoff," she mutters under her breath. "Okay fine, you're tall. So what? I'm sure you could never beat me in arm wrestling."

"Wanna give it a shot?" I say cockily.

"You're on bean stalk."

She hops off the counter and we both get on opposite sides on the counter, her in front of me. She pretends to fold her non-existent sleeves up and cracks her knuckles. She cocks her head to the side, chuckling to herself. We get ourselves ready. She wraps her small hand around mine and flexes her fingers.

"One, two, three...go!" 

Her hand forms a tight grip on mine and she starts pushing my arm to the other side, halfway having me pinned down. She laughs out loud in surprise. I strain my arm and grunt loudly, somehow believing that will increase my chances of winning. Yuna then uses her full force and successfully manages to pin my arm down.

"YES!"

"NO!"

She runs around me, sticking her tongue out.

"Showoff," I mutter.

"Weak bean stalk," she says back. 

Yeonjun hyung walks down the stairs, holding Ryujin's hand. "I told you she'd text him," says Ryujin.

"I actually didn't think she'd pay much attention to Bin. She's really famous on campus and everyone has a crush on her." 

"Do you have a crush on her too?" 

"You know that she's not my type. I like my horny, kinky and absolutely perfect girlfriend just the way she is." He wraps his arms around her waist. 

Yuna gags into the trashcan. 

"They look very in love," I comment. "How did they fall for each other?"

Yuna stares at me. "He was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it anymore obvious?" 

"Was he a punk? Did she do ballet?" he asks.

"Well no, he accidentally tossed a basketball on her head. She then brought out her karate training and kicked him square on the face. She broke his nose. And the rest is history," she says pointing to those two.