General Jeon (Jikook)

chapter thirteen

'Why did it feel so.. right?'

-Private Training Session-

"That was so cool! Do it again!" Jimin begs with mesmerized eyes, watching intensely as Jungkook hits the punching back and then turns so he can do a quick powerful backwards kick.

"I've already done it three times Jimin." Jungkook says, lip twitching slightly when Jimin only continues to stare with that sparkle in his eyes.

He'd never seen someone so amazed at such a simple move.

"I know, but I just can't believe you can move so fast. Your not even out of breath!" Jimin huffs, pouting at how it seemed like Jungkook was good at practically everything.

After their conversation earlier, Jungkook had asked Jimin what he wanted from the elder. That the general would do something for Jimin as a way to say sorry. At first the blonde refused, but after a couple minutes Jimin finally settled on 'a personal training session.'

It would be an understatement to say Jungkook amazed the boy.

"Alright Sunshine, I think it's about time you try it out." Jungkook says with a small chuckle, the fitting nickname slipping out of his mouth subconsciously as Jimin stands in front of the bag.

It seemed after the wall between them had been mended things had become slightly more comfortable. Though Jungkook was still strict and not a specialist at being kind, he found that it was particularly easier to be when he was with Jimin. He found himself enjoying making the boy smile.

Jungkook had kept his promise and been nicer to the boy these past couple days, and to his surprise talking to Jimin was enjoyable. The blonde actually made him laugh..

Jimin attempts the kick slowly at first, planting his feet on the ground before lifting one foot, attempting to spin himself before falling to the ground a second a later.

Jungkook massages his temples.

"H-Hey, don't laugh!" Jimin yells, his cheeks flushing in embarrassment when he gets up and walks up to the raven.

"Something that pitiful could never make me laugh." Jungkook says honestly, the words making Jimin look up with a glare, attempting to exaggerate his height to intimidate the general.

Now that, made the raven want to laugh.

"You need to gain momentum before you lift your leg, using that foot to spin yourself before picking it up and kicking with the other, like this." He says, standing back so he can spin himself with one leg, and harshly kick the bag with his other.

"It requires both strength and balance." He informs, watching Jimin's lost eyes with humor as the blonde slowly nods his head.

"O-okay." Jimin says, hesitantly stepping back so he can try the movement once more. At first he seems scared, but after a few seconds he kicks his leg as Jungkook said, spinning himself in a complete 360 to kick the bag.

Only this time.. he spins to far.

Jimin yelps as he goes past the bag and starts to fall, bracing himself for a much expected impact with closed eyes and a clench fist. His eyes shoot open however, when after what seems like hours warm hands wrap around him and the atmosphere finally stands still.

Time seems to slow when he stares at black eyes not even two inches above him, the obsidian pools holding nothing he can read as Jungkook only continues analyzing his face, as if the man was trying to soak it in for the seconds they had.