Innøcence/kth-jjk

✨Chapter 12✨

Jungkooks pov

"Uh..th-thanks for the food." I nervously stutter to the other three guys silently hoping that they won't stab me if I do.

I wait for a few seconds to see if they will reply but after about five minutes of just sitting there like a loser I get the hint that no ones going to acknowledge my gratitude and get up to leave.

I make it about 5 steps before I turn back and walk to towards the kitchen shuffling awkwardly.

"Uhm s-sorry but w-where is the gym?"

I nervously fiddle with the hem of my shirt while waiting for one of them to respond to me.

Eventually Hoseok gets up and makes his way towards me.

"Lets go. I'm heading that way anyway."

He starts walking down the hallway and I silently follow behind him trying my best not to drool at the way his back muscles flex whenever he walks or runs a hand through his hair. I'm sure he knows what he's doing the arrogant turd.

After a few minutes of walking we stop outside huge glass doors. The gym equipment being visible through them.

"Here you go" Hoseok says while opening the door for me his expression as blank as jimins. Well what do you know. Blank boy might have some competition now.

"Thank you." I reply softly. Slipping past him and inside the gym.

I wander around trying to find taehyung. The gym had pretty loud music playing and I had to try really hard to not dance along to it. No one knew I could dance seeing that I always did it in the comfort of my bedroom and never infront of people well besides yoongi of course.

The glass doors must be soundproof if I couldn't hear anything when I was standing outside the gym.

I wander a little further and start to get frustrated when I still see no sign of taehyung.

I eventually hear heavy breathing somewhere and follow the sound only to find myself standing right infront of taehyung sitting on a bench press and lifting weights in nothing but basketball shorts.

His defined abs and toned upper body and arms on full display for me to admire and stare at. And you best know for damn sure that I'm staring at it.

"M-Master." I manage to say softly to get his attention.

I see him look up for a brief second at the sound of my voice before focusing back to the weights he's busy lifting.

"Almost done pet." He says briefly while continuing his exercise.

After 15 more lifts he finally sets the weights down and sits up on the bench. He grabs a water bottle and a towel next to him and finishes the whole bottle while using the towel to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and upper body. Andddd great! I think I might have a kink for taehyung running a towel over his abs now.

After a few minutes of him sitting there and cooling down and me just standing infront of him while awkwardly trying not to make eye contact he eventually gestures me towards him with his finger.