Raw [Vkook]

91: Nights to Forget

Wild - Troye Sivan

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Ow.

That hurt.

Again.

A muffled grunt spits out of Jimin's wet lips as remained laid out on the ground of inside the boxing ring, a deep scowl on his lips to the unbearable ache on his back.

This is the tenth time he's been body slammed to the ground. Jimin would know, he's been counting!

And it hurts.

Yeosang pokes his head in front of his vision, squatting down with a breathless smile on his sweaty face, "Jimin..... I've taught you what you should do when I try to attack you. You executed the beginning well but then.... Not so much towards the end."

They've been in this gym for a while now, being the only ones here since it's pretty late. So after they've done their usual routine, Jimin wanted Yeosang to teach him a few fighting strategies just in case he'll need to use it in the future. Yeosang was a bit hesitant teaching him street fighting, more so because he doesn't want Jimin to instant go into offense that will result with him getting in trouble.

He doesn't want Jimin to end up like him at all.

So he taught him Jiu Jitsu instead, which is a more defense type of fighting in case he ever does get attacked.

Yeosang taught Jimin a few skills on what to do if a time comes where he would be put into that position, but Jimin just seems to struggle on finishing it. He has the stamina, flexibility and strength to execute the entire skill, but hesitates way too much.

"Well I'm sorry," Jimin huffs sarcastically, sitting up, "I just get afraid that I might hurt you and I don't want to."

We can already imagine how Yeosang got just by hearing that sweet phrase. The poor kid had to look away from Jimin to hide his blushing cheeks as he stands up straight, helping Jimin to his feet as well.

Wow his heart is racing so fast.

"Hurting me shouldn't be a problem," Yeosang manages to squeak but the clears his throat, "You can't go easy on your opponent who's trying to attack you. Your safety and survival comes first above anything, alright?"

Jimin only nods back at him, in his fighting stance but Yeosang steps away from him, rubbing his sweaty face using his shirt. If Jimin didn't pass out on the spot to the sight of his toughen abdomen that seems to only get more and more defined as time pass by, it was a miracle. It's not like Jimin hasn't seen Yeosang shirtless before or anything because he has, but Yeosang is drenched in sweat at the moment.

His skin is glistening, literally.

The tattoos don't even help the slightest!

It's just hard in general to not gawk at Yeosang, and Jimin isn't the only one who struggles with this too. He's noticed how many women, even men, gawk at him whenever he would just pass anyone. It has been more evidently obvious when they started attending the gym too, and what's annoying is that they don't even bother being discrete about their stares as they practically eat him alive with their lustful gazes.

It pisses Jimin off, a lot more than he would like, but nothing feels as good as to when Yeosang actually remains unbothered or rejects people whenever they try to approach him.

Ha, sucks to be them.

Truth is, Jimin doesn't blame them entirely for eye fucking him. Yeosang had already a bit of muscle before and he's very strong in general, but he now.... Defined those muscles a bit too much. The Jeon brothers do work their asses off hard when they're here  and they work very hard on the weights specifically. So Yeosang has been working on making his muscles toned just for no reason. He had a lot of anger so working out hard usually serves as a distraction.