THE STEPBROTHERS | BTS MAFIA AU | ✔

CHAPTER 23

Y/n's Pov

| HOME • GYMNASIUM |

I stood in the middle of the house' gymnasium which I didn't knew we had..

Taehyung and Jimin also decided to accompany us as audience and settled themselves on the leather benches at a corner.

Jungkook was fixing his gloves, eyeing me sternly as I rolled up my sleeves before putting in the boxing gloves.

Jungkook walked in the middle, facing me as he flexed his hands.

Jungkook: " Don't say I didn't warned you, It might hurt..."

I chuckled at him, securing my gloves and wriggling my arms.

Y/n: " I hope you don't retrieve first.."

Jungkook scoffs.

Jungkook: " In your dreams..."

I smirked back at him.

Y/n: " I don't dream..."

The atmosphere in the gymnasium was tense, thick with the unspoken animosity between us.

The gym lights cast a harsh glow on the center where we stood, gloves on and faces set in serious expressions.

Jungkook: " Let's get it, sis. "

Jungkook led with a jab, testing my defenses.

I blocked, countering with a swift hook that Jungkook barely dodged.

Jungkook, fueled by frustration, pressed forward with a combination of punches, aiming for my head and body. I dodged and weaved, a determined glint in our eyes. The sound of gloves hitting gloves and the soft thuds against their bodies filled the gym.

I retaliated with a powerful right cross, catching Jungkook on the cheek. The impact snapped his head back, but he quickly regained his stance, eyes flashing with anger. He threw a series of jabs, followed by a heavy uppercut. I managed to block most of the blows but felt the sting of the uppercut grazing my chin.

Breathing heavily, we circled each other, gloves raised, each waiting for the other to make a move. Jungkook's expression was hard, masking a mix intensity and determination.

I darted in with a feint, then delivered a solid body shot, causing Jungkook to grunt in pain. He responded with a fierce hook that landed on my ribs, making me wince.

Jimin: " Slowly guys, we don't want you two to break bones..! "

I casted a quick glance towards their direction. Jimin warned sternly while Taehyung was looking at us with a smug face.

The two of us stepped back momentarily, the intensity of the exchange leaving us both winded.

Jungkook wiped the sweat from his brow, his gaze never leaving mine.

With a sudden burst of energy, he advanced with a barrage of punches, his technique crisp but aggressive. I blocked and absorbed the hits, waiting for the right moment.

As Jungkook aimed a straight right, I ducked and countered with a sharp uppercut, catching him off guard.

He stumbled back, blinking away the shock. I didn't press the advantage, instead taking a step back, as if waiting for him to recover.

There was a pause, both of us breathing heavily...

And we resumed our stances. This time, the pace slowed, the punches more measured but still powerful. It was clear that both of us was tiring, but neither was willing to back down.