Love At First Kick

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My first Olympic fight left me with so many emotions that I had no idea how to explain or convey. It's just something so outerwordly that I can't begin to phantom it. But, it's only one fight. I have 3 more.

After my fight yesterday, we watched the rest of the fights. Every fighter there is incredible. I watched 2 fights from my category, and all the girls were crazy good. I wish I could fight all of them, but I know that's not how it works. We also watched Wonhu fight as he is in a lightweight in men's category, which was -57 kg. He won his first one with 3 point difference.

Even that aside, today is the middleweight categories day. For women, -49, and for men -63. That means Jimin's first fight is today. Imanu is also fighting today, and right about now, she is almost blue in the face. She changed a few colours, but it mostly switches between ghost-white and purple. And she threw up twice.

Jimin, on the other hand, seems completely relaxed. And I couldn't be happier. He was cracking jokes the entire morning, which he usually does when he is nervous. But by now, I know him better than he knows himself, and he is genuinely okay. Proof enough is the fact that he asked me multiple times if I can sneak away from the stands so we can find an empty changing room. Horny shit that he is.

'Jimin, Imanu, you two are coming with me. The rest of you, enjoy the show, and behave.' Coach Darby is gonna be sitting for them today again. It looks like he's the official sitter for the Olympics

'I won't be able to come back anytime soon, so I need to charge up now.' Jimin smiled at me before gently pulling me closer to himself by my waist and holding my face with his other hand, kissing me slowly

'Yuuuck!' Wonhu made the most dramatic noise, making us laugh

Jimin had to pull away as we both started laughing, so he just leaned his forehead against mine and kept giggling cutely but not letting go of me.

'Good luck, Jiminshi.' I hugged him tightly

'I'm gonna go and look cool a bit. I'll be back soon.' He smiled, then kissed my forehead. 'I love you.'

'I love you.'

'I'm gonna need to start bringing you here separately.' Coach Darby sighs

'Sorry, coach, but that would just make both of us 10 times worse, so I wouldn't do that.' Jimin says

'Just move, Don Juan.' Coach was having none of it, but Jimin seemed to have found it funny as he went after him, laughing. At least until he looked at Imanu.

'You alright?' Jimin leaned closer to her face, seeing how sickly she looked

She just shook her head, denying being okay. Not that it wasn't obvious. The last we saw of her was with Jimin supporting her a little, as she seemed like she was going to faint.

'Imanu doesn't look so good.' Wonhu mumbles

'She kept throwing up this morning. I'm pretty sure she lost some weight from all these nerves.'

I kept hearing her run to the bathroom the entire night. I stayed awake with her a bit as well as she wasn't feeling the best. I've never seen someone this scared in my life.

'He seemed fine, though.' Hinhyuk chuckles. 'Was he always like this?'

'Not at all. He used to be scared to death, but he completely turned around for the last 2-3 years.' He grew so much confidence. It was truly enlightening to watch him grow and start believing in himself. He came out of his shell and is finally living with his wings spread

It was weird sitting here as well, watching everyone and everything around me. These stands have the perfect view of the court, so I'll be able to see everything clearly.

Imanu was the first fight today, and it was in 15 minutes. We were all praying that she doesn't throw up on the court. Or faint.

'What the- is that her?' Sool asked, sounding shocked

She came out of the gym, laughing alongside Jimin. She looked like a completely different person. Not a spec of that scared girl that we all saw an hour ago.

Jimin was telling her something, and she started laughing so hard that she had to stop and bend over to catch her breath.

'What happened in such a short amount of time?' Hinhyuk mumbles

'I have no clue, but even the coach is laughing.' Sool chuckles. And sure enough, the coach was laughing, walking in front of them. Whatever Jimin is telling them is making them all laugh

'Well, it can only be one thing.' I smile as I look at Jimin, patting her on the shoulder

'What's with you, though? Why are you shaking?' Sool laughs

I didn't realize until he pointed it out, but I was shaking.

'Sorry. I am just so damn excited to see him fight. He looks so frigging cool when he fights. I can't wait to watch.' I was gripping the fence tightly, hopping in my spot

'Do you two have a script or something? He said the same thing yesterday.' Hinhyuk laughs

'And he called you his li-

'Little terminator.' I laugh, finishing his words. 'I know. He joked about that way before I had my surgery. Now that I have a metal screw in my finger, he won't call me anything else.'

'Back up. You've got a what in your finger?' Sool asks, raising his eyebrow at me

'A metal screw. I got badly injured on my first worlds, then Jimin had to rebrake my finger twice. And then I had to have surgery. And now I'm part cyborg.' I giggle, folding my finger that still has a scar on the inside of the finger

'It's starting.' Hinhyuk cut us off, showing to the court where Imanu was climbing up the stairs, followed by coach Darby

Jimin was on the side of the court, watching much like we did, applausing as he watched her climb

She looked more than ready right now. She was jumping high and stretching her legs before putting the shield and the helmet on.

She walked into that fight with confidence, smiling at her opponent.

However much we were scared and worried for her, now we are more worried about her opponent.

She was fierce and strong. She screamed like a madwoman with each hit, scoring those points.

She did get kicked in the face twice, but she pulled back by the second round.

Even though I constantly fought her for months, watching her from here seems scary. I wonder if I look scary from here...

She won her fight with 5 point difference and practically hopped off the court, hugging the shit out of Jimin and the coach.

'That was a complete 180 from earlier. I'm still in shock.' Sool chuckles

'I would be if this wasn't more interesting.' I squealed as I watched Jimin walk toward the stairs for his fight.

He turned to us, flashing a huge smile and running his hand through his hair, pushing it back.

I waved back like crazy, jumping around. Sool was holding me so I wouldn't jump over the fence.

'Anthony Christopherson. 27. USA. -63. Red corner.'

'Jimin Park. 25. South Korea. -63. Blue corner.'

Both announcements received a loud applause and cheering

'Jesus fucking Christ woman!' Hinhyuk covered his ears, grimacing through the laughter as I screeched Jimin's name

He had his shield on and was bowing to the coach, after which he walked to the middle of the court to test it.

I didn't even cheer anymore. I just squealed like a lunatic, but at least it made the guys laugh

They got in their stance, and the buzzer went off, marking the start of the fight.

Here we fucking gooooooo!!!!