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"What?" Jihoon questioned.
"I said, fight me." You repeated, walking into the training room with all the boys trailing behind you.
"Why exactly?" He asked.
You handed him the bandages for his hands. "Because, you'll put up a fight."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, Jihoon." You grumbled, walking to the mat. "Do not go easy on me."
He nodded and stood in front of you. "Why'd you do that to Kiyo?" He asked, and you threw the first punch.
"Because, she was being ridiculous." You replied, dodging a kick.
"Is ridiculous code name for making you jealous." He teased, and you hit his chest.
"What makes you think I was jealous." You said through gritted teeth, gaining a punch to the side.
"Because she touched Vernon."
You kicked his leg and he stumbled a bit. "Like I said, she was being ridiculous."
You threw two punches, but he dodged them as fast as you threw them. "She'll probably win him over anyways." He smirked.
You stood up straight and furrowed your eyebrows. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. She's pretty, she's blunt. I wouldn't be surprised if Vernon liked her. You're almost as pretty as her."
You bit your bottom lip angrily, then you charged. You threw punches and hit him every single time. You kicked, but he dodged one and came back at you with a kick to the stomach. You fell onto your knees and saw Seungcheol walking towards you out of the corner of your eye.
"I'm fine, Seungcheol." You said, getting up.
You went for Jihoon and he threw a punch, but you dodged it and went behind him, putting him in a choke hold. Jihoon angled his head just enough to where he could bite your arm.
"What is it with people biting me?" You mumbled.
He got out of your grip and turned around, punching you in the face, re-opening your busted lip. You wiped the blood off your lip and went in for Jihoon again. You butterfly kicked, and Jihoon fell to his knees. You grabbed his shoulders and threw him down onto the ground, pinned his wrists above his head and put your knee in between his legs.
"Do not compare me to her." You growled.
"That's the second time you've taken me down, Seungbi. You really don't know your own strength." He said, flicking his eyes to your grip on his wrists.
You took your hands off, and there were small bruises on his wrists. "Sorry." You mumbled.
"It's fine, don't worry about it." He said, ruffling your hair. "Sorry about your lip."
"It's fine, it'll heal." You replied.
Then he leaned into your ear so that he could whisper something. "You know I didn't mean that stuff. You're a million times better than her."
He pulled back and smiled at you. "Thanks, Jihoon."
Then he leaned into your ear again. "Were you jealous, though?"
You pulled away and made eye contact, giving him an 'obviosuly not' look and he made an 'o' shape with his mouth. Then he smiled, ruffled your hair again, and walked off.
"Where are all of you!" Kiyo screamed.
You rolled your shoulders back and walked out of the training room to see a flustered Kiyo in the living room. "Kiyo, calm down." You told her.
"Get away from me!" She said, backing up further into the couch.
"Kiyo listen, I didn't mean to-"
"I don't care, you monster!" She screamed, cutting you off.
"Can you shut the hell up for two minutes so I can apologize?!"
She flinched and looked at you for a moment before looking down "Yeah, sorry." She mumbled.
"I'm sorry that I put my hands on you, I'm just protective of my family." You told her.
"I'm sorry too, Seungbi. I really don't like the way I act. I just feel like I won't fit in if I'm not like this." She said, tears in her eyes.
"Kiyo." You said, sitting next to her on the couch and wiping her tears away. "You can be yourself and still fit in. I'm sure the real you is an amazing and talented person. You don't have to get laid every night in order to fit it. You'll find someone who loves you for your real self, and not the person you hide behind."
She looked up at you and smiled, then pulled you into a tight hug. "You're really great, Seungbi."
"Tell me about it." You said, pulling away and giving her a goofy smile.
"Does this mean we're friends now?" She asked chuckling.
"As long as you go apologize to the boys."
She nodded and got up from the couch. You walked together to the kitchen and sat down next to each other.
"Seungbi, what did you do to her to make her behave?" Seungcheol asked, getting behind Wooseok.
"Nothing," you replied. "But she does have something to say."
"I'm really sorry about the way I've acted towards all of you and Seungbi. I felt that if I didn't act that way, I wouldn't fit in. I won't do it ever again, and I hope we can all get along after this." She said, giving everyone a small smile.
"We accept your apology." Chan said, hesitantly on 'accept'.
She smiled and looked at you, finally noticing your lip. "What happened, Seungbi?"
"It's a long story." You said. "Jihoon and I got into a fight."
"He hit you?!" She exclaimed with wide eyes.
You shrugged. "I told him to."
"Wait, you asked him to fight you?" She questioned.
"Yeah, it makes me stronger." You replied.
She nodded and stood up from the chair. "Well, I better get going. Sorry about everything, and I hope everything goes smoothly after this."
She smiled at everyone again and headed for the front door. You walked behind her, and before she closed the door, you stopped her.
"Kiyo, be yourself at school tomorrow, okay?" You said.
"I will. Thank you, Seungbi." She said giving you a hug.
You hugged her back, then she walked off, waving. You shut the door and walked back into the kitchen.
"Thank you for letting us stay with you guys, but we should get going." Hoetaek said.
Seungcheol nodded. "Come over anytime."
And so, everyone said their goodbyes to Pentagon and they went on their way to their house. As for all of you, you parted ways and you slipped into your bedroom, under your blankets, and fell asleep.
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