The Mafia Gang | BTS

Chapter Ten ~ Fighting

The next morning you and Taehyung go to the headquarters once again to meet up with everyone else.
"What are we doing here if there's nothing to do?" You asked.
"This place is like our 'hangout area' we either do something or nothing at all." Yoongi said.
"What do Mafia gangs even do?"
"Mafia gangs are known for their criminal behaviour, and massive threats, but we're different." Namjoon said.
"How so?"
"Why don't I tell you how it all began." Yoongi said.
"I'm all ears."
"Our whole gang started because of my father before he passed away. When I was ten years old, my father had me train to be a fighter and a leader, but he never said why, I had no clue of him being a criminal, all I knew was that he was a business man. Then when I turned sixteen, my father forced me to be part of his gang which I tried so hard to resist, but there was nothing I could do. I wasn't going to send my own father and only guardian to jail, so I had to live with it." Yoongi paused.
"A year later, my father started to grow sick because of all the drugs he took and aging. I was so glad because I thought that when he was gone, this would all be over, there would be no more Mafia Gangs, but boy was I wrong. There were other gangs across South Korea, some of which that had already discovered me a.k.a the son of the leader of one of the top Mafia clans in Korea, so they did not stand down. In fact, they went after me. I had no other choice, but to continue this stupid role. And then I found these guys, created a new gang if my own, and now they're like my family." He finished.
"Wow."
"But we don't kill innocent people, we only go after the people that get in our way, but our objective is to shut down all Mafia Gangs in South Korea." Seokjin said.
"Then why did you kidnap me?"
"It was a test for Jimin to see if he could do it, he still lacks a bit of control and being sneaky." Yoongi explained.
"Then what about the whole execution?"
"You discovered who we are, so we had no other choice, but now since Jimin fell in love with you, you're still here." He replied.
"And since you're still here, we have to protect you before anyone finds out about you."  Taehyung said.
"Instead of just having to watch her every second, why don't we just teach her how to fight?" Jungkook suggested.
"That's actually not a bad idea." Hoseok said.
"I actually don't mind, I agree with Jungkook." You said.
"But she doesn't have gym attire." Namjoon pointed out.
"She can borrow my extra cloths that I keep in my locker. Let's go." Jungkook said.
"Where are we going?" You asked as Jungkook lead you and the others downstairs.
"To the gym." Hoseok replied.

They took you all the downstairs until you were in a large room with a boxing rink, punching bags, boxing equipment, and other workout equipment.
"The gym you go to is downstairs? Why do you have a punching bag in your office?" You asked very confused.
"I get lazy sometimes." Jungkook shrugged walking over to opening his locker.
"Here wear these." He handed you a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
"Where can I change?"
"In the bathroom over there." He pointed on the overside of the room.

You quickly changed, and left your cloths on the chair beside Jungkook's locker. When you go to the rink where everyone was waiting, you see Jungkook dressed in basketball shorts and a tank top, he was also barefoot.
"Leave your shoes by my locker!" He called out and you obeyed.

You then walked go back to the rink, now barefoot, you stood with Jungkook as the guys back up to sit on the edge of the square rink.
"Let's warm up." Jungkook said.

You did five sets of a one minute plank, thirty jumping-jacks, ten burpees, sixty second jog in place, thirty jumping-jacks, ten burpees, and another sixty second jog in place. After that, you did a few stretches on every part of your body.
"Now, we're just going to focus on your strength." He told you.
"Okay."
"Punch my hands." He ordered holding up his unprotected hands.
"But you're not wearing any-"
"It's okay, just punch them." He reassured you.

You breathed in before raising your fists in front of your face focusing on your targets. After another deep breath, you thrusted your right fist towards his palm.
"Wow you're a strong one." He said very impressed.
"Now I want you to practice on the punching bag for a few minutes just so I can see how long you can take it." He pointed towards the line of punching bags near the wall close to the entrance.