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⋅˚₊‧ ୨ John Wick: Trainer ୧ ‧₊˚

♡ John Wick ♡
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ᯓᡣ𐭩 TW:  Smut, violence, cursing ᯓᡣ𐭩

I was instructed to go to this gym by Winston, who said my special trainer would be there. My trainer's name is John Wick. Winston said he was really good at fighting and had the skills of the High Table. Speaking of the High Table, he is actually a part of it.

I saw a man in a white t-shirt, black sweatpants, and black shoes. "John?" I said, a little nervous but not showing it in my voice.

John turned around, and he was really handsome, not gonna lie. "Y/n, right?" John said, and I nodded.

"Winston told me you're my trainer?" I said. John stood up from the bench and nodded. "Yeah, Winston told me you could use a bit of help," John said, and I nodded.

"So, what are we doing first?" I asked, getting straight to the point. "You and I will be fighting. I want to see what you've got," John said. "Alright, nice," I said, nodding. I tied my hair into a messy bun and John stood on a spot. "Just stand on the X," John said.

I hurried over to the X made of tape on the floor and got into a fighting position. John came at me randomly, and I was able to react quickly.

I went for my hits, and he dodged. I made sure to go for a kick rather than a punch, and I got him.

John and I went on for two hours, and he showed me some different moves and gave advice. John told me my moves were awesome but not quite good enough for the level of the High Table.

"You did really well today. Keep up the good work. Fast learner," John said as I drank water, and I nodded. "Thanks, I will make sure I do," I said.

"Tomorrow at the same time," John said, instructing me, and I nodded. "Yes, I will be here," I said.

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A few weeks passed, and my training with John has been intense. I have learned a lot from him, and he's tough.

John grabbed me, having his arm around my neck, with my back hitting his chest. I felt a hand on a part of my back, more on the side.

"They can easily grab you and paralyze you," John said, and I took a moment to breathe at his touch.

I've been in denial of my feelings that I've developed over the weeks training with John. "If they keep me alive, I suck, but I don't," I said as I switched my moves and finally knocked John down.

He got up quickly after. "See, that was good. You don't suck, you just need more practice," John said, and I nodded. I know he felt my heart skip a beat when he grabbed me like that.

I got my stuff together as we finished our session. "Bye, John," I said. "Bye, Y/n," John said. I went to the door. "Y/n," John said, hesitating a bit.

"Yeah?" I said, looking back at him. "Would you like to go out sometime if you don't have plans today?" John asked.

"Um, yeah, we can. I have time now if you want to do it today. I kinda wanted a drink or two," I said. "Yeah, that sounds good," John said, and I nodded, blushing a bit.

John grabbed his bag and came to the door towards me. I opened the door, and he held it open. I let go of it, and we walked out of the gym towards John's car. I normally jog here for my daily run.

John opened the door for me and grabbed my bags, placing them inside. "Thanks," I said. "No problem," John said, smiling a bit. I smiled back and sat down. John closed my door, and I put on my seatbelt.