"C'mon how long you gonna stay in this stupid gym of yours?" You yelled, frustration bubbling over as you tossed the towel at him, the fabric landing on his face, The gym had become a second home for Jungkook, and you couldn't shake the feeling that it was taking precedence over your time together.
His laughter filled the air, a warm sound that contrasted with your irritation. As he caught the towel mid-air, a playful smirk danced on his lips, but you could see the hint of understanding in his eyes. "I'm sorry if I made you wait, love," he said, his voice softening. "I didn't mean to neglect our time together. Let's find a better balance between the gym and our moments together." His sincerity wrapped around you like a comforting blanket, yet your arms stayed crossed, a physical barrier against his charm.
Jungkook noticed your eye roll and the stubborn stance, and it only made him chuckle more, finding the blend of annoyance and affection in your expression utterly endearing. "Okay, okay," he said, setting the towel aside with a dramatic flair, as if casting away his gym routine for the moment. "I get it, I've been neglecting you for the gym. Let's do something fun together. What do you say?" His eyes sparkled with mischief and hope, eager to make amends. "I promise to give you my full attention." You could see the determination on his face, and for a moment, you felt your irritation fading, replaced by the warmth of his intention. The gym could wait; right now, it was all about you two.
"You love exercise, right?" you asked, stepping closer to Jungkook with a playful smirk that hinted at mischief. Jungkook raised an eyebrow, a teasing glint lighting up his eyes like a sparkler on a summer night. "Of course, I love exercise," he replied, amusement threading through his voice like a gentle breeze. "But why do you ask?" He could tell there was something more behind your question, and his curiosity was definitely piqued, like a cat sensing hidden treats.
You grinned mischievously, feeling your annoyance melt away into excitement, like ice cream on a hot summer day. "So can you lift my weight? I mean, I'll sit on your back and you can do 100 push-ups." Jungkook's expression shifted as he processed your suggestion, surprise mixed with amusement washing over him like a refreshing wave.
"You want me to do 100 push-ups with you on my back?" he echoed, trying to gauge just how serious you were, his eyes sparkling with amusement. The challenge sparked something in him, and he found himself eager to take it on, like a knight accepting a quest.
"Alright, challenge accepted," he said, rolling up his sleeves with a playful grin, his eyes glinting with determination. "But do you even have weight?" You beamed, the thrill of the challenge igniting your spirit like a firework exploding in the night sky.
"Don't underestimate me bunny" you exclaimed, your voice bubbling with excitement. "Let's see then." His amusement quickly turned into determination as he positioned himself on the floor, ready to tackle the 100-push-up challenge with you perched on his back, excitement buzzing between you both like electricity in the air.
Taking a deep breath, Jungkook focused his strength, his eyes locked onto the floor beneath him. He began the push-ups, each movement a testament to his control and precision. The muscles in his arms and core engaged, lifting both your weight and his own with ease. Sweat began to form on his brow, and his brows furrowed with determination, as if daring gravity to defy him.
The count started, and with each number, Jungkook's determination grew. 1... 2... 3... His upper body strength was put to the test, but he refused to yield. The physical exertion showed on his face, but the fire in his eyes never wavered. Each push-up seemed to be a battle against gravity, as he propelled himself up from the ground and back down, all while carrying your weight.
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