**Chapter 15: The Yoga Queen**

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The morning was calm and serene in the mansion, the air filled with the sound of soft birdsong. The living room had been cleared out, and in the center of it, Y/N was practicing yoga, her body moving fluidly through the various poses. Her breathing was steady, her concentration intense as she balanced on one leg, transitioning into a perfect tree pose.

Jungkook, ever the enthusiastic muscle bunny, had joined her in her practice, though he was clearly struggling to keep up. His muscles, built for strength, were not exactly ideal for the flexibility required in yoga. He wobbled as he tried to mirror Y/N’s graceful movements, nearly toppling over in his attempts.

"Come on, Jungkook," Y/N teased, not breaking her focus. "It’s all about balance and breathing. You got this."

Jungkook grunted, his arms shaking as he tried to hold the pose. "This is way harder than it looks!"

On the sidelines, the rest of BTS were gathered, watching the scene unfold with amused expressions. Jin, Suga, RM, J-Hope, Jimin, and V were all lounging around, enjoying the show.

"Look at muscle bunny go!" J-Hope laughed, pointing at Jungkook. "He's about to topple over any second."

Jimin chuckled, shaking his head. "I don’t know why he even tries. Y/N is on a whole different level when it comes to this stuff."

V smirked, crossing his arms. "I bet Y/N could turn him into a pretzel if she wanted."

Suga, always the cool and collected one, leaned back in his chair. "You’d think with all that muscle, Jungkook would be able to hold a simple pose."

RM grinned, looking over at Jin. "Yoga is all about focus and patience, which is why Y/N is so good at it. You guys know Jungkook doesn’t have that kind of patience."

Jin nodded sagely. "True. Muscle isn’t everything, after all."

Y/N, still balancing perfectly, glanced over at Jungkook with a playful smile. "Focus, Jungkook. Breathe. It’s not about strength, it’s about connecting with your body."

Jungkook let out a huff, his concentration slipping as he tried to move into another pose. "Easier said than done! How are you so good at this?"

Y/N chuckled softly, gracefully lowering herself into a perfect cobra pose. "Practice, muscle bunny. Lots and lots of practice."

Jungkook tried to mimic her movements, but his stiff posture and tense muscles made it difficult for him to bend as smoothly as she did. The rest of BTS burst into laughter as Jungkook’s attempts at yoga quickly turned into a hilarious struggle.

Jimin smirked, leaning over to J-Hope. "She’s making him look like a total beginner. I love it."

J-Hope nodded, still laughing. "At least he’s trying! But yeah, Y/N’s flexibility is unreal."

V crossed his arms, looking impressed. "She’s the queen of yoga. No one stands a chance against her."

Suga smirked, clearly amused by the scene. "Next time, she should teach us. Let’s see how the rest of you do."

RM raised an eyebrow. "You volunteering, Suga?"

Suga immediately shook his head. "No way. I’d rather stick to my mafia duties."

Y/N gracefully moved into her final pose, sitting cross-legged with a satisfied smile on her face. Jungkook, on the other hand, collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.

"I give up!" Jungkook groaned, lying flat on his back. "You win, Y/N. Yoga is definitely not my thing."

Y/N laughed, standing up and offering him a hand. "You did pretty good, muscle bunny. You just need to work on your flexibility."

Jungkook took her hand, pulling himself up with a sheepish grin. "Thanks, but I’ll stick to lifting weights. This yoga stuff is brutal."

The rest of BTS teased him relentlessly as they clapped for Y/N, acknowledging her incredible skills.

Jin called out, "Don’t worry, Jungkook. Maybe next time, you’ll be able to at least touch your toes."

J-Hope laughed loudly. "If Y/N doesn’t turn him into a human pretzel first!"

Y/N chuckled, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "You guys are next. Let’s see if you can keep up with me."

The Mafia kings groaned in unison, but they couldn’t deny the admiration they had for Y/N. She wasn’t just strong and skilled, but she had a calmness and grace about her that they all respected.

As they continued to tease Jungkook, Y/N smiled to herself, knowing she had earned their respect not just as their equal, but as someone who could hold her own—even in the art of yoga.

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