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ep 9; kai✨

As I went on my "date", something else needed importance.

Jongin walked in the boxing ring and practiced his punching for the tournament starting in two weeks. His newbie instructor walked in and observed him.

"Remember to lay those punches in nothing but passion and fury. Don't let those feelings get in the way.", the brunette peacefully said.

"Sorry, bro. I just.. don't think I can do this.", Jongin looked down in shame and frustration. "What did I say just now? There's no time for those feelings to get in the way. Ya know, when I was a boxer, I had trouble with my feelings too. Guess what? Everyone knows me as a boxer."

"Then why'd you quit?", Jongin asked the nicely dressed man.

Jonghyun sighed. "Just stuff. Anyways, that's not what's in the way right now.", he took off this tailored coat and climbed onto the ring, helping Jongin lay his punches. "You're a strong guy, Jongin. Please don't let anything get in the way you wanna do.", he gave him a worried look.

"Don't worry, Hyun. 'Won't do that. Not now at least.", Jongin cockily said.

There's someone running around Jongin's head. Someone wonderful who he didn't know the charms he held.

He remembered the way he held my hips and kissed me.

"Hey Taemin, do you really love me?", he said in his memory, waking up from his gaydream and ended up getting punched.

Jonghyun gasped and helped him up. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry Jongin! Didn't mean to hurt ya there..", he cleared his throat.

"Jonghyun, have you ever fallen in love with someone your own gender?"

Jonghyun was so confused at the question and answered.

"Yep and there's nothing wrong with that. You've been crushing on someone lately?", he curiously asked the young boy. "Yeah.. god, I'm so glad you're my new instructor, the other one was a bitch.", Jongin scoffed.

Jonghyun chuckled and ruffled Jongin's head. "Yeah he was. Glad to meet ya too, kiddo.", he smiled as they had their little bromance.

Meanwhile, there was someone else with the opposite situation as Jongin.

"Cmon Lucas, you can't be that stupid and not break my dodges. Did I teach you to be this fucking worthless?", the instructor of Central Seoul Boxing Academy (CSBA) smirked, staring down Lucas in absolute shame.

"I'm tryin', I really am!"

"What are you? A country boy?", he glared down at the poor boy.

"Jongin's new coach is nothing but a softie, you'll be able to beat him this match. He's pathetic, you really think he can beat you? Or am I wrong? Don't make me believe you're the weakest fucking boxer out there.."

Those words affected Lucas the most.

Every toxic letter coming out of that old man's mouth was ruining his hope. Well fuck, it wasn't motivating at all either.

Lucas would soon change into someone different.