Good With a Gun| SKZ Mafia

12

♫Middle of the Night- Rain Paris♫

Everyone finishes eating and we play a game of rock paper scissors to determine who does the dishes, the boys excuse me and Felix because of what happened today so we stand back as we watch our chaotic members in a circle, screaming and cheering. All of a sudden Felix softly speaks. "Sorry if we made you uncomfortable." I smile at him and wave it off. "No worries, i know it had nothing to do with me." I smile, putting my attention back to the rest of the boys. I really hope he doesn't catch feelings, if something bad happens he'd be devastated. I shake my thoughts when I hear another cheer. "CHANGBIN'S DOING THE DISHES!" Han yells and jumps around, running to me playfully but being careful not to accidentally injure me. "Did you see that! I won!" I laugh and nod and the cute boy in front of me and Changbin goes to wash the dishes. "Movie time!" Felix yells and everyone runs to the couch. I laugh at the scene and walk to the couch after the stampede passes, "Hey Ji." I hear a soft voice and turn to see Chan coming out of the downstairs bathroom. "Want to sit next to me?" I smile at him and nod, earning a sweet smile in response. "Can I hold your hand?" Chan asks, bracing himself for rejection, I smile and put my hand in his, walking to the couch together. We get to the couch and see its completely packed, Chan and I look at each other and giggle at the boys in front of us. "Chan can sit on my lap!" I.N states and everyone laughs, "Thats basically opposite roles!" Leeknow argues as everyone continues laughing. "Fine, I.nnie can sit in my lap." Chan says and I.N screams, running to me and hiding behind me causing me to break down in laughter. Once I collect myself I.n stands up to face everyone. "I have an idea! Nyx can sit in my lap!" My face turns bright red and everyone pauses, getting flustered as well. "Wait was that weird?" I.N asks himself, causing everyone to laugh once more. I.N turns to me with a bright red face. "Im sorry Ji! I never meant to be weird!" I.N practically yells in embarrassment, making me laugh once more. "Don't worry about it." I ruffle his hair and he nods, still too embarrassed to do anything. "But actually where are Chan and Nyx going to sit?" Hyunjin asks when Changbin makes a suggestion. "What about the other living room?" Our eyes widen. "Theres another living room?" Almost everyone asks, making Changbin chuckle at us. "Yup, I explored a bit earlier." We nod and get up, following him to the other living room. We get to the large double door and Changbin carefully swings it open, revealing a large and beautiful living room. Everyone heads inside to the big and comfortable couch in the middle of the room, sitting down before searching for the TV remote. After a couple minutes Minho finds the remote and just as he's about to turn on the TV, it turns on itself and JYP's face pops up. "You all need to start your training, I have a mission for you sitting on Chan and Nyx's desk and you must be prepared for everything. Have a good evening." JYP's face disappears and leaves everyone confused. I look around and see small words next to one of the doors inside of the living room. Broadcasting room? It suddenly clicks and i stand up with a ironic expression.
"Changbin-ah" I speak and he turns to me, waiting for me to continue. "This is a broadcasting room, Im assuming its for meetings within Straykids and JYP." The boy's mouths open and take note of what I just said. "Wait does this mean we're skipping the movie?" Han asks, making me and Chan look at each other. "What should we do?" Chan asks, directing the attention to me. I tilt my head in thought and he speaks again. "Its your choice Ji." I nod, looking back at him and speaking. "We should train for a couple hours and go to bed so we can continue training tomorrow." I speak and everyone nods, agreeing. "You heard her, lets go." Chan speaks and the rest of the boys stand up, following us out of the room. We walk down to the combat training room and open the door, going in. We all move to different areas and I go straight to the punching grabbing the hand wrap and wrapping my hands tightly before turning back to the punching bag. "Nyxxxx." I.N whines, holding me by the waist and rocking us side to side. "I.n-ah we have to train." He wines again, lowering his head into my neck. "Can I train with you?" He asks and I hum. "You hold the punching for 30 minutes and then we'll switch off." He nods, letting go of me reluctantly before walking behind the punching bag and holding it steady for me. I proceed to lay out various different patterns, hitting the bag with the perfect amount of force every time. The ringing of the timer on Jeongin's phone he set 30 minutes ago rings through out the room, breaking me out of my concentration on the punching bag and bringing my attention to the sweat rolling down my body. I guess I just have some pent up anger. I chuckle to myself, softly panting to catch my breath as I switch places with Jeongin. He wraps his hands and proceeds to punch, pulling back quickly at the uneven distribution of weight through out his hand. "Jeongin your punching wrong." I speak and he steps back, I walk to him and demonstrate how to punch. "Its like pouring a glass of water, you hold a fist to your face and punch out, turning your wrist straight in the process." I coach the boy and he nods, looking at the bag with determination as I go back to my spot. I watch with a smile on my face as he lands a hit on the punching bag. These boys sure have a lot to learn, I shake my head and smile at the already showing growth between everyone. After 30 minutes Jeongin places his hands on his knees, panting for dear life. I instruct him to go sit down and bring everyone over to his seat. "Is it ok if I teach you guys somethings?" They nod and listen intently to my statements. "Ok great, now theres only a few things to work on." They nod and I continue. "First we are going to be training everyday weather you like it or not, everyone will train with me at least once a day and will have the rest of the day to train by yourself or with others." I pause and they nod, soaking up the information. "I will also be helping you all with your attitudes." They furrow their brows and tilt their heads, asking me to elaborate. "You all are too keen with your emotions." I say and their faces grow worried. "Don't worry, we're not going to be doing anything bad, I'm just going to help you out with your emotions, make you a little less... warm." I watch as some nod with intent while others nod with worry. "Again, don't worry. You aren't doing anything wrong right now either, you just cant be so kind or loving out in the open with the job that we have." They nod, all sweaty and exasperated, catching their breaths. I laugh at them and speak once more. "Unfortunately we only have 2 showers in this place that we know about so unless you want to shower with another person id recommend being quick." I comment with a laugh to brighten the atmosphere. Everyone laughs after me and we work out who's showering first, we make the lineup and the first people to shower begin going upstairs and showering while the rest of us do other things while we wait. I decide to continue practicing with the punching bag and even moving to a boxing robot that JYP gave us, it spars and moves with you, giving the person more of a challenge. Just as I'm about to throw down the robot I hear the door opening, taking my focus off the robot for a second I see a wet Jisung in a towel about to tell me something before I get punched in the face by the robot, knocking me down. The robot gets on top of me and tries to pin me down before I punch it hard. Sending It backwards and letting myself stand up before kicking it in the head and watching it fall to the floor before powering off. I pant watching the robot in a trance as the sweat drips down my forehead. I feel hands on my shoulder and see Jisung, he turns to me and cups my face, gently turning me to the side to see the bruise already forming on my jaw from the robot. "Jesus, how hard does that thing hit?" He asks looking at me with a genuine smile most definitely filled with concern. I laugh and wave him off, playfully and teasingly puckering my lips for a kiss. To my surprise the still wet boy in-front of me brings his face closer to mine slowly but surely leaning in whilst tilting his head. His eyes flutter closed, making mine follow after. He pauses and I feel his warm breath on my lips, without any more hesitation he puts his lips on mine.