Love At First Kick

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I just came back from my morning run, getting ready to shower. I am all sweaty and red, yet I'm freezing. Damn January and its temperatures.

I was taking the clothes out for what I needed to put on after the shower when Jimin scared the shit out of me, breaking into my room, yelling my name.

'RIN, RIN!!' He ran in like a madman

'Jimin!? Did something happen?!' I panicked instantly. What other reason is there for him to break into my place at a little past 6 in the morning?

I looked him up and down, and it took a lot not to laugh.
He seemed all sweaty as well. Looks like he was running here. His hair was most definitely not even touched. He didn't even change out of his pyjamas. He only put a jacket over. And he is missing one sock.

'Check your phone. Go, go!' He ushers me, completely ignoring everything I asked

'Okay, okay, give me a second. What am I looking for?' I ask

'Email. Go into your email.' He is talking through the light wheezing. If he was sprinting here, which I think he did, he must have frozen lungs right now.

I open my email and scroll for a few seconds before seeing an email from WTF Taekwondo Federation.
I look up at Jimin before I look back at my phone and open it up.

To Rin Min.

You have been invited to join us in the training centre as a part of the training in the upcoming event of the Japan Open. As a part of the national team, you are required to join us for the next month in our living quarters in Seoul, Korea.

Please come to the centre on January 21st and bring the belongings you will need for your stay. A room is being prepared for you and you will have everything you need there.

In the event that you are unable to join us for any reason, please let us know.

We are looking forward to seeing you.

WTF Taekwondo Federation of Korea

I didn't bother reading the rest of the email as Jimin picked me up, twirling me around. I hugged him tightly, squealing on his shoulder. It's finally happening. We are going to train in the centre with the best of athletes.

'What the fuck is going on!?' Soo Ho asks, looking at us from my bedroom door. Jimin never closed them as he ran in.

'Sorry Soo Ho, we have just been invited to come and train in the Korean national team's training centre and we will be competing in Japan Open.' I tell him as Jimin puts me down

'Oh, shit! You're going to Japan!?' He yells

'Damn right we are!' Jimin is almost hopping in his spot

'Is there any way to watch it?' He asks, seemingly excited as well

'It will probably be streaming. It's a huge tournament. Best fighters from around the world will come to fight there.' Jimin keeps giggling

'You seem a bit too excited.' Soo Ho jokes, telling Jimin

'Oh, I am. I wanted to get to that centre for ages. Plus, I'll get to fight some amazing fighters. It won't be KO fights like usual. This is gonna be awesomeeeee!' He squeals, picking me up again, spinning me around

'Put me down you damn maniac.' I laugh, tapping him on the shoulder. 'We still have a week until then.'

'Do you think they will let us stay together?' He asks, putting me down