Nyctophilia ||BTS Gang! AU! x male! OC! || {ON HOLD}

Chapter 9 : Rage

Kijun P.O.V 

"what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Jimin shouted at me, as i was being held back by hoseok

i wish i knew the answer to that.

"but you do"  the mysterious voice once again spoke, a deep chuckle came right after pausing, only to continue 

"A Monster .."

NO! 

i shook my head, my breath is short and quick, from all the fight just occurred

"oh yes you are Kijun-ie~" he said with a sickly sweet voice, 
"just look what you have done"

i looked with confused eyes, at- the now- bloody form of jungkook, his head was placed on jimin's lap as he frantically tried to keep him awake, at least until jin come

how the hell did this happen?

1 hour earlier~

"Good! now Harder!"

hoseok hyung instructed as he held the punching sack, i followed without complaining and aimed another kick at the sack, sweat was dripping from my face and some were strong enough to travel down my face from my cheeks to jawline and finally to either, stain my white tank top

when we finished, i was panting hard, my hands were on my knees, trying to catch my breath,  but neither less an excited smirk held it's place on my lips.

"good job!" jimin-sie exclaimed as he patted my back from behind.

i was grinning after finally getting the chance to punch something again, yes it was disappointing  that the fact hand to hand fights are scheduled to tomorrow and today was just a training, to see how much i can take, or what are my capabilities and if there is any improvements needed.

i was still grinning as my hand traveled to my pockets, reaching for-

"it's not there.." 

my eyes widened 

"is there anything wrong kijun-ah?" i ignored jimin's words and concerned eyes, and started patting frantically all around my sweatpants 

"looking for something kijun-ie~?" my body tensed at the nickname, i didn't like it, it brings me unwanted memories.

all of our eyes snap to the new voice that just joined us, only to connect eyes with jungkook.

there he stood leaning on the door frame, with a small mischievous smirk painted on his lips.
before i could respond, he pushed himself off the door frame and walked closer to us, his eyes finally braking contact with mine, to look at hoseok.

"hyung do you think we could start the hand on hand training now?" he asked before looking at me once again, "i really want to see how good he is in the ring, judging from what i saw just now, he should be decent enough to fight with"

"decent enough? DECENT ENOUGH?!"  i felt my hands clenching into a fist as the words kept spelling from his mouth.

"uhm..sure, kijun you think you could go for a round?" hoseok asked, i knew he didn't mean it, but his words offended me greatly. so without second thought i nodded making jungkook grin.

"great!"  something in his tone of voice made my stomach churn .

Moments later~

"ok guys," jimin started "let's play fair and clean no tricky-" he stopped middle-sentace a snort came from his right, where hoseok stood, trying his best not to laugh, "anyways as i was saying, no funny tricks or-" this time the snort came from jimin himself, not being able to contain himself anymore, hoseok cracked up laughing out loud eventually making jimin join him also.

both were clutching their stomach, leaning on eachother laughing, eventually their laugh died down, and jimin wiped a tear from laughing too much, and opened his mouth 

"i don't give a shit just don't kill him jungkook" he said, making me look at him in disbelief,
"just how weak do they think i am!"

DING

hoseok hit the bell, and just like the match began.

we stood there, walking around in slow pace, my hands working as a rear as they guarded my face, my heart rate was quick, and i was anticipating his moves

i knew that he wanted me to make the first move, but i was unsure, he looked strong and skilled, way more skilled than me, which only made my heart rate quicken even more, adrenaline was pumping through my vines.

"here goes nothing"

I punched, one of my hands stayed back to guard my face while the other one went on forward performing a 'jab'.  basically the 'jab' has  relatively weak impact, it is typically used to "measure" the distance, test the opponent's defense or to make room for more forceful punches.

he dodged it, as expected, and launched a punch at me, eventually having me dodging it also.

the fight went on back and forth, few kicks were also thrown also, mostly by me, since my specialty was kicking, some of them eventually hit him, making him tumble backwards, only to throw an even stronger punches.

we both had bruises all over our faces, arms, and some spots on the legs. while jimin and hoseok were cheering for us by the ring, cheering loudly when one of us got hit.

just as i thought i was going to faint from all the energy that i just used, jungkook launched himself at me, taking me by off guard and punching me hard in the stomach making me groan and bend down, but it didn't stop there, he took a fistful of my hair and brought his lips to my ear.

"this will teach you to not mess with me next time"

Just after he uttered those words, i felt my knees buckle under me, feeling suddenly weak. that was when my eyes landed on an all too familiar necklace hanging around the neck of the man in front me

i felt vision becoming red from Rage, and next thing you know the voice came back, only to utter in a hushed whisper 

"Kill him"  

*sniff sniff* Do smell that?  I smell incoming Drama
I guess we'll have to wait till the next chapter ~

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