Lethal || k.nj & l.m ✔️

VII

Lalisa's POV
•Few Days after training•
-Faceoff day-

"Don't go easy on me, I want to have a fair chance. I don't want it to be easy." I say. He smiles, "Wasn't planning on it baby girl." Taemin teases. "Baby girl?" I ask, and with that he ducks down, spinning and sweeping my legs to the side, I quickly turn with my fall transferring it to a backflip. Basically, everyone is in the room, waiting their turn to face me.

"Oh shit." I hear someone. Taemin stands up when I'm standing upright again. "That a girl." He smiles, I roll my eyes. "Don't talk to me like I'm your pet," I say. He ducks over to me and I turn away from him. He grabs a hold of my shoulder since he's much stronger than me he's able to throw me down. Before I can get up he sits on top me, "Remember, three-second pin." He says. CL starts the count. "1! 2!" Not today. I pull one of my legs from underneath him and wrap it around his torso throwing him off me.

"Oh damn!" I hear another person say. I act quick, I wrap my legs around his thighs, pulling his left arm underneath his body and towards me. "Ah!" He yells, he knows I've won. "1! 2! 3!" CL cheers. I let him go and he's out of breath. "Ah, Fuck. You're fast." I smile. We both get off the floor. "You had me a bit worried there." I smile nervously. He laughs, "Nah, just don't get distracted like you did in the beginning, but that was great." He says.

I smile. "CL, You're up," Taemin announces, he then looks at me. "Take a breath Baby girl, you're going to need it." He smiles. I literally take a big breath and shake my arms and legs. "Hi little sister, it's a pleasure." I bow to her. "Go!" Taemin announces. CL looks at me with a smile, I remember what Taemin had said, don't get distracted.

She surprised me when she goes into several flips and her legs wrap around my waist. She pulls me forward and I stand my ground trying to lift her. I cross my leg over her body and her body twists and her face is down on the mat. "Oh!" I hear everyone as I reverse her attack. I hook my leg under her and I push down on her back.

I look at Taemin, "1! 2!-" she tries to push up but I put all my weight into the pin. "3!" Taemin exclaims. I quickly get off of her and help her up. She grabs my hand and stands up, when she's standing, she yanks my arm and pulls me into a hug. "Good job little sister." She says making me smile. "Don't tire out too quickly." She whispers. I nod. "I won't," I say.

She steps off the mat, it's quite crazy how I faced everyone and beat everyone. I honestly didn't think that I'd beat everyone. Of course, with breaks in the middle because I can't just face everyone all at once. As the line slowly got shorter and shorter I realize that my time with Namjoon was coming sooner than I thought.

At this moment I sit in my chair, drinking water. Namjoon is next. Kunpimook Bhuwakul comes and sits next to me, I mean.. BamBam. "You did really good today." He says. I smile, "Thanks, I'm a little nervous about facing Namjoon though." I confess. "Ah, don't even sweat it. You'll be fine." He smiles.

"Hey, so. I was wondering.. do you like s'mores?" He asks. I laugh. "Ah, hell yeah I like s'mores," I say. "Why?" I ask, he shrugs and looks away from me. "Nothing." He whispers. I raise an eyebrow, I'm about to ask him something when CL walks up to me. "Time to finish it all." She says with a smile, I turn to BamBam. "Bye," I say. He smiles and throws me a peace sign.

He ends up following us, everyone is sitting near the mat. There's Namjoon, he hadn't been here all day. So he hasn't seen how good I've been. He doesn't have a damn shirt on, ugh!! I walk onto the mat. "Shake her hand, Namjoon." Taemin orders. Namjoon rolls his eyes and extends an arm, I grab his hand and quickly let go of it.

"May the best win," Gummy says, and I see that dimple appears on Namjoon's cheek. "1! 2!-" I take a deep breath. "3!" CL announces and his eyes stare at me. He walks forward, I don't even have a second to react. In the blink of an eye, he flips me over by my arm and I fall on my back, knocking the air out of me. He stares down at me, his hands on his hips, "You think you can beat me?" He asks.