LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

21.Fight Sequence

I caught a glimpse of Jimin getting ready for the fight sequence. He looked back at me and I could tell he was uneasy around the stunt master. I didn't waste any time and started walking towards him.

I could see his face brighten and a look of relief in his eyes as I approached. "What are you doing?" I asked the stunt master, noticing Jimin fidgeting with my brown jacket.

"I'm helping him do the stunts," he replied.

"Okay, you go ahead and do the stunts, and I'll teach Jimin," I said in a firm tone.

"But Mr. Jeon?" he protested.

"I'm sorry?" I raised my eyebrows at him, and he sighed before calling one of his assistants to act out the stunt scenes.

My eyes fell on Jimin, who looked at me in awe. I smiled, but quickly changed to a bothered look as we started to learn the techniques of the fight.

"Look at you, still needing someone to protect you. And here you are telling me you're not a kid!" I whispered, still eyeing the fight scenes.

"I never asked for your help, Mr. Smoky!" he scoffed and pouted. "And I'm not a kid. At least not to you!" he emphasized the word "you," which made me furrow my brows.

"Then go ahead and show me what you've got!" I grinned and started implementing the fight scenes. Oops, I made an unexpected attack and he got hit on the head.

"Ahhh!" Jimin yelled as he rubbed his head, glaring at me. The artists all came forward to check if Jimin was okay or not. He asked everyone not to come near and started attacking me, but I quickly blocked him.

He stomped his feet and started biting my hands to set himself free, which made me scream aloud.

He blew his hair dramatically, making me attack him again, but he escaped and started jumping on my back shoulder, leaving me stunned and struggling to breathe. The crowd also seemed more amused than engaged in the fight.

"I got you!" He giggled and refused to let go, his legs wrapped tightly around my waist and his hands around my neck. He was laughing with his angelic giggle while the crowd enjoyed the fight. It was then that I realized everyone wanted to fight with me.

After a lot of struggle, Jimin suddenly let go and was about to fall on the ground, but Taehyung caught him from falling. I furrowed my brows at his presence, wondering when he had entered our set.

"Are you okay?" Taehyung softly asked Jimin, who shook his head and pouted at me.

"Pack up! Let's do the shooting tomorrow!" Taehyung announced to the crowd and lifted Jimin to leave.

"And why the hell do I have to reschedule the shoot?" I asked, irritated, and grabbed Taehyung's wrist.

Jimin gulped and hid his face in Taehyung's jacket, which made me even more frustrated.

"And who the hell do I have to ask for permission? I'm the producer of the film, and you should do what I say!" Taehyung said with his rich attitude.