"ok, shirts over here, skins over here." the gym teacher yelled out. jungkook looked down at his chest and pulled the cloth.
"i don't wanna be on shirts. i have beautifully sculpted abs for a reason."
"the fake love mv was enough, deary." seokjin rolls his eyes.
"love you so b-" jungkook sings and dances, grabbing his shirt.
"stop." namjoon snatches his hand off his shirt and cringes.
"'OKAY GET READY!" the teacher yells.
"fuck." yoongi winces at his voice.
"jiminie i'm scared!" tae runs behind him.
"and you don't think i am?" jimin shivers.
a shirtless EXO stares at the clothed BTS and growls.
"holy frick they look mean." hoseok says nervously.
the whistle rings throughout the gym and EXO rushes toward the middle for the balls. the only person on BTS' team was jungkook.
"SHIT. FUCK. HIDE." jimin sprints around.
"AHHHHH" hoseok screams.
"now calm down, this isn't big." namjoon stretches his hands out to comfort the boys but catches a ball instead.
"CHEN's OUT!"
namjoon and the boys squeal and jump in excitement.
"oh my gosh you got chen out!" tae shouts.
"throw the ball, joon!" jungkook yells, ducking from a ball kai has attempted to hit him with.
a sudden rush of energy and inspiration flows through his veins and he feels...well, strong. he sprints toward the EXO team, stretching his arm back for the throw of a life time until,
"JOON WATCH OUT!" hoseok screams. as fast as lightning, namjoon hits the wooden gym floor with a thud, face first.
"how the fuck do you manage to do that?" yoongi questions. jungkook face palms. the ball which WAS in his hands rolled over to jimin and he picked it up.
"what do i do?" he asks.
"try and hit one of them!!" jungkook yells over the squeaks of tennis shoes. jimin throws the ball as far as he can, hitting the teacher smack dab in his face.
"and for that mr. park, you're out!" jimin sulks down when those words left his teachers mouth and walked off the battleground.
"oh no." tae whispers. he squirms around to find another member to hide behind, luckily find jin. jin moved quickly and like jelly, making it hard for him to follow so he ran over to yoongi standing in the middle of the gymnasium with a straight face.
"perfect" he thought to himself while he ducked behind him.
"take me now." yoongi says, spreading his arms out as if he were sacrificing.
namjoon manages to crawl over to jin and he grabs onto his ankles.
"joon stop! i must save myself!" jin yells, shaking him off. jin screams when a ball is thrown straight for his face and he death drops, dodging it.
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he breathes heavily on the ground. "not the face, bitch." he snarls and grabs a stray ball from the corner of the gym. he stomps back to the court and throws the ball, hitting kai straight in the groin.
"that's for putting your hands on my husband in the cafeteria, and aiming for my beautiful weapon." he strokes his face and smiles. he then turns around and "drops it low to the flo", blowing a kiss the the other team.
"he's so full of himself." yoongi comments.
"and you wish you were." he struts and flips his invisible hair.
A/N: yes i know it's short but i'm kinda in a rush because i have school tomorrow and i need sleep in order to survive high school.
also,
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