After breakfast, jimin and i went down into the east wing and into the basement to train. I stepped into the boxing ring and crack my knuckles.
"Okie dokie...what are we gonna do today?" i say enthusiastically
"Hopefully beat you to a pulp" jimin says sarcastically, "seriously though, since we both know you can somewhat fight, we're gonna try to condition you."
"Jimin...you can't expect me to know how to fight...the stuff i do shocks me too..."
"Yea yea yea....lets put you to the test"
"As long as you don't randomly punch me in the ri-"
Yea....he punched me in the ribs. Again.
"AAAAAAAAH PARK JIMIN IM GONNA KILL YOU!!!!" i yell as i rub my now probably bruised ribs
"Well get on it then. Im waiting" he says with a cocky smirk
"OH THAT IS IT!" i lunge toward him, aiming a punch at his face, which he quickly dodged, grabbing my wrist and pinning it behind my back.
"don't yell before you attack...it gives you away. be more discreet" He says, twisting my arm back and pushing me back a little and letting go. "try again"
This time, I didn't punch him. I faked it, swept him off his feet, and smirked. "hows that for discreet?"
"never talk in the middle of a fight," he grabs my ankle and pulls me down, "you get distracted"
I didn't see that one coming. I feel down with a thud, my hip hitting the floor of the ring hard. god it hurts like a bitch... I try to make him let go of my leg but he has an iron grip. cant get away, so I swivel my leg around his neck in a choke hold.
"oh shit...that was a good one..." he chuckles, "but not tight...make it tighter."
"Jimin what?!" I asked, completely shocked
"you heard me...tighten your grip...don't worry about hurting me...I'll tap out if its too tight...just keep going"
He's lost his mind...I swear...
"i-if you say so..." I reluctantly start tightening my leg around his neck, hoping he'd tap out. its getting pretty tight...
"aaaaaaand that's good..." he taps out, instantly allowing me to loosen my grip
"you're insane you know that?" I mumble as he turns to look at me
"yea...but im also the one teaching you how to keep yourself safe so...whatever..." he chuckles, sitting back up and looking towards me.
I sigh and sit back up. This man will be the death of me someday.
"And one more thing....never let your guard down"
"what do you me-" before i could finish, he pinned me down onto the floor of the ring, smirking as he held my wrists down.
"oh I hate you..." i gasp and mumble grumpily
"I know you hate many things princess...but I'm not one of them...don't lie to yourself like that..." he chuckles, tapping my forehead before getting off of me.
"idiot" i mumble
"yea but i'm your idiot, moon..." he says with a cheeky grin
"can i punch you now?"
"Isn't that what we came here to do?"
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Love and Lies -- P.JM
FanfictionKim Luna, a 22 year old, gets transferred from Seoul to NYC and bumps into a seemingly cute, funny and harmless Park Jimin while staying over at Taehyung's(her brothers) place with the rest of their childhood friends.