Love At First Kick

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*bzzz bzzz*
Jimin's phone started ringing on the couch, buzzing away.

'Huh, coach Ishijo.' I mumbled to myself, picking it up

'Hello, coach?' I answer

'Oh, hello, Rin.' He answers all chirpy

'Sorry, coach. Jimin is in the shower, so he can't pick up. Do you want me to tell him to call you back?'

'Oh, no, no. Telling you or him, it's the same, isn't it?' He chuckles

'I suppose you're right.' I laugh

'Right. I was calling about the whole thing that's been going on. I assume you watched the conference or at least seen it online. It is everywhere in the community.'

'Yes, we watched it. Thank you for everything, coach. We never meant to bring any trouble to you or anyone else. I'm sorry, truly.'

'Don't be silly, Rin. The two of you haven't done a single thing wrong. It's not your fault people are dumb these days. I was just calling to say it's been sorted. It might take a bit longer for it to settle, and you might get some media coming up to you with questions and such, so try to avoid them. Everything will be more than okay. You two just focus on getting to those games and doing your best.'

'Thank you, coach. We will. We will make you proud. I promise.'

'You already did. Many, many times. Just have fun. This is most likely a once in a lifetime opportunity. I'll do my best to come there and support you in person.' He chuckles

'That would be amazing.' I laugh a bit. 'And we will. We'll have fun for you, too.' 

'Just don't jump on each other there. Please.' He snorts

'Now that I can't promise.' I joke, making him laugh

'I thought so.' He jokes back. 'Anyway, that's why I called. I've got things to do so I have to go. Have a nice evening.'

'Thank you, coach. You, too. Bye, bye.'

Jimin came out of the shower just as I hung up.
'Was that coach?' He asks, rubbing his hair

'Yeah. He said it's been dealt with but to be on the lookout from the media. Other than that, all good.'

'Ah, great.' He sighed in relief. 'That makes it easier to breathe.'

'It sure does.' I hug him, taking a feep breath

'Pffft. Of course.' He laughs at me sniffing him. 'Here you go.' He hugged me tightly, squeezing me against his chest, giggling like a child. Almost choked me with his muscles. Dumbass.

'Ji-min!' I'm trying to set myself free, but I'm too busy laughing, so I'm just making it worse for myself

'You wanna sniff. I'm just helping you to get closer.' He keeps giggling

'Fine then. Even if you choke me to death, at least I'll die happy.' I hug him, commiting half suicide, smushing my face into his chest

He started laughing like a little dork, kissing the top of my head and releasing me to breathe.
'I would rather not have you suffocate if possible.'

'I can't even go out the way I want to.' I sigh dramatically

'Come on, you little dork. We need to leave soon. We've got some fighting to do.' He lightly pinched my nose, causing me to scrunch it a bit

'Aish... Yes, coach.'

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Throughout the next few days, it seems to have gotten a bit worse, then it suddenly got better.

We had a lot of media coming to our gym, waiting for us, trying to get some answers from us. Even our poor Coach got stopped, along with Jungkook. But they quickly gave up on Jungkook as he just ran to the camera and started posing. As dumb as he is at times, that was hilarious. The poor TV crew didn't know if they should laugh or cry. They were taken aback. It saved us, though, so we were eternally grateful.

But, thankfully, within a week, it all died down. It got to them that we have nothing to talk about and that we're just there to train. The federation also didn't comment on a single thing after, just like they said they wouldn't. All in all, it was much better by the end of January. But we had a different problem.

It was our 4th anniversary, and we didn't get to do anything with all the circus going on around us. There were so many things to take care of and be mindful of that we didn't have the chance to celebrate.

'This is your fault. If you didn't make me chase you around for ages, we would have had our anniversary way before.' He pouts cutely at me, getting all mopey

I couldn't help but laugh at him. He is adorable. 'It also could have been longer, so stop complaining.'

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, then smacked me lightly with a pillow.
'It's annoying. Out of 4 anniversaries, 2 we spent at the tournament, out of which I had to break your bones on the first one. And now this one was so much mess with the damn Olympics that we couldn't even leave the house without being cornered.'

'I know, I know. But we did win 2 world medals together. That's not something I heard before.' I giggle

It improved his mood a bit, showing a little cute smile on his face. 'Yeah... I guess you're right.'

'See, it's not all bad.' I nudge him a bit

'I know, I know, but I can't even spoil you in peace.' He mopes a bit again

'You spoil me every day.' I smile at him. 'With you, every day feels like it's special.'

He pulled me on his chest, holding me close. 'I'm not sure if you're just crazy or not, but as long as you are happy, that's all that matters.'

'Happy is an understatement.' I snuggle closer, hugging him around his chest

'Is there anything I can do to make you even happier?' He asks in a soft voice, stroking my hair gently

'You could lose the shirt.' I mumble, but he obviously heard me and started giggling quietly. I felt him practically vibrating under my face with laughter

'What am I gonna do with you...' he mumbled, pulling himself up a little, making me move as well. He pulled his shirt over his head, taking it off. 'Is this better?' He smiled at me

I bit my lip as I looked at him, being all shirtless in front of me. Every line of his body is visible, every muscle so defined. 'So much better.'

'Hmmm...' he hums, smiling gently as he slides his hand under my jawline. 'I do love that shade of pink on your cheeks.'

Damn it. Every damn time. But I can't help it. He's unreasonably sexy. His gaze and him licking his lips as he's looking at mine surely don't help much.

'What's the matter, baby?' He coos, gently brushing his finger over my bottom lip, showing the tiniest off smirks. He knows damn well what he's doing.

'You are what the matter is.' I breathe out, gazing at his lips. I feel the heat that is burning me alive with a desire for those perfect lips

'Do you want me to kiss you?' He teases again

'Yes, please.' I whisper, pulling myself to him as he smiles, pressing his lips on mine

I felt him smile through the kiss until it became much needier and hungrier. Then I felt him pull and tug on me, trying to get closer to me, although there was no space for us to get any closer.

'I want you.' I breathed out, running my fingers through his hair. 'Please, I want you.'

'You never have to ask, baby. I'm all yours.'