BTS Imagines

Jungkook ♡ Fitspiration

Published: January 7, 2019
Rewritten: September 4, 2024

Word count: 1,090

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Your footsteps echoed down the seemingly endless, maze-like halls of the Hybe building which you'd been traversing for ten minutes in search of your boyfriend. Having run into some of the other BTS members, you'd asked them if they'd seen Jungkook, to which they said no. The only information you had was from Jimin who told you there was a possibility your illusive boyfriend could be in the studio. It was a plausible option, as he'd been working on some solo songs in recent weeks.
That led you to knock on the door of the studio where, to your astonishment, Soobin answered.

"Oh!" You took a step back in surprise at the six-foot-one-inches-tall singer. "Sorry. I was looking for Jungkook. He wouldn't happen to be in there, would he?"
"No." The TXT member shook his head with a small frown. "Sorry."
"That's alright."
"Ah, wait." Soobin spoke up as you'd started to walk off. "I think Taehyun mentioned he saw him in the gym earlier today."
That seemed to click in your mind. Of course, the gym. Why didn't you think of that earlier? And more importantly, why didn't you check there first? If there was one place in this whole building Jungkook was more likely to be in, it was the gym.
"Thanks a bunch, Soob!" You smiled, giving him a wave before heading in the direction of the elevator.

As you stood to wait for the elevator, Hoseok passed by.
"Oh, hey! Did you find Jungkook?"
"I'm about to. Soobin just told me Taehyun saw him in the gym earlier. Maybe he'll still be there."
"I was just about to suggest the gym."
The doors to the lift slid open and Hoseok said goodbye, disappearing around the corner and down the hall.

The gym wasn't too far from where you stepped off the elevator, heading down the hallway until you came upon the black door with a small window. Peering in through the glass, you spotted the man you'd been looking for, every muscle in your body seizing up momentarily at the sight of him.

He was seated on a bench lifting a weight, his tanned skin fully on display and glistening with a sheen of sweat. Your gaze locked on him, drinking him in and watching his tatted arm flex every time he lifted the dumbbell, the muscles expanding with each curl. His sharp brows were knit together in pure focus, his expression a clear indicator of just how much effort he was putting into his workout. He had your attention completely and he was oblivious to the fact, raising the thick dumbbell while you practically drooled puddles just outside the door. In a single moment of clarity, you snapped yourself out of the trancelike state you were put in by him and stopped ogling long enough to reach for the knob and open the door.

"Jungkook!" You called out over the workout music playing in the gym.
He looked up, his large doe eyes wide with surprise at your presence, a smile breaking out across his features.
"Y/n!" He flashed a toothy grin and set his weight down before standing up from the bench.
With outstretched arms, you hurried over in his direction and went in for a hug only to be stopped.
"Hold on. I'm sweaty." Jungkook warned, his palms on your shoulders, keeping you at a distance.
"I don't care." You responded, wrapping your arms around him anyway.
"What are you doing here?" He hugged back, placing a kiss on your forehead.
"I wanted to surprise you. I hope it's not a bad time."
"It's never a bad time. Besides, you can actually help me out."
"I can?"
He nodded, guiding you to a gray workout mat laid out on the floor. "Lie down right there."
You did as you were asked, getting on your back and lying on the foam mat. Your gaze was trained on your boyfriend who stood over you, a warmth tickling your cheeks. The heat spread as Jungkook got down on the floor and hovered over your body, making your heart race at the close proximity as well as the position.
"What are you doing?" Your voice came out much quieter than you intended.
"Every push-up I do, I get a kiss from you." He spoke just loud enough for you to hear. "You can be my motivator. My... fitspiration."
The idea of him doing push-ups over you had your heart racing with excitement. You'd seen videos online of couples doing things like that.
It was a little cheesy, but you couldn't deny that you'd imagined what it might be like. You didn't think it would actually happen though.

Planting his muscular arms on either side of your head, Jungkook got into position, gazing down at you with darkening eyes that made your knees feel weak.
"You ready?"
Unable to speak, you responded with a nod, your cheeks burning like a blazing fire. He grinned at your flustered reaction and lowered himself, his soft lips making contact with yours. A light shiver passed through you at the sensation of his silver lip ring you loved so much pressing against your mouth. It was a feeling you never got accustomed to.
"One." He murmured, pushing himself back up to hover above you for a moment.
Blinking, you gazed up at him, your breathing already getting more shallow. Jungkook smirked and closed the space between your faces again, kissing you once more.
"Two."
He let out a soft grunt as he pushed against the mat, letting out a small huff, a lot of his energy having been burned during his workout before your arrival. You watched him closely as he neared you, his lips locking with yours in another brief but sweet kiss.
"Three."
And again.
"Four."
And again.
"Five."

He lowered himself again, but this time he kept his lips on yours, not bothering to move away and complete the push-up. He adjusted his arms, propping himself up on one elbow while his free hand ran up your waist, his fingertips sliding just under the hem of your shirt to glide across your warm skin. A low hum of satisfaction from him vibrated against your mouth and made your breath hitch.
"J-Jungkook." You panted breathlessly. "What about your workout?"
"I've done enough. I don't wanna work out anymore, I wanna kiss you instead." He spoke in a gravelly voice before crashing his lips against yours again, his workout long forgotten.

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