weird... [vkook]

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Both his legs got blocked by the fairly big rock, making him trip hard, unable to stop himself from grating against the ground and swirl on it until far away as his mind was elsewhere looking behind to check if anyone's following him.

And there he ended up, fallen on the dirty ground in a blood and mud mess, he was sure something in his body was broken, besides that he couldn't move his left leg. His bleeding shoulders and hands hurt too much to be moved, and there was a big cut on his face who'll surely leave a scar.

He simply felt too weak to get up again, a dizziness taking over him, swinging in and out of consciousness, he started to consider giving up.

"Taehyung! Are you okay?" Jungkook's worried voice filled his tired ears, his pale white hand offering him help to get up from the floor. "Are you sure you want to continue training?"

Taehyung sighed, wiping the blood from his lips and leaning over the helping hand to stand again and face Jimin with burning eyes of fury. "Yes"

"He beat you at least ten times already" Jungkook shook his head in disappointment. "You need serious care. Look at how bruised you are. Jimin, don't hurt my baby"

"He asked for it!" Jimin groaned, before pulling himself in position, protecting his face with his strongly clutched fists. "Do you want to continue, Taehyung-ah?"

"I said yes. No matter how much I fall-"

"You're not going to give up until you become strong. You said it millions of times babe" Jungkook chuckled, sitting down and sipping on a glass of fresh blood. "Go on. I'm watching"

Jimin was strong, so strong, and once again Taehyung was thrown far and shoved into the wall. He whimpered in pain, sliding down slowly while clutching on his stomach.

"Taehyung! Seriously!" The vampire smacked his forehead slightly, worry displayed in his eyes again. "From where did you get that will power? Come here and rest a little bit baby"
"No" Taehyung glared at Jimin. "I'm not resting until I beat him"

There his past played in his head, making him fight the urge to close his eyes and fall unconscious. He tried to look up, the beautiful night sky welcoming his hazel eyes, he remembered Jungkook and his friends. He shouldn't give up so easily on that when he refused to give up even on a silly little wish to become strong.

His body felt frail, almost like jelly, almost like every rib and muscle and bone were cut. He screamed of pain when he tried to move, only to acknowledge how bruised his leg was, only to make sure it was broken. But he didn't want to give up.

He tried to get up, stronger, more painful, he screamed again. Blood filled his skin yet he didn't want to give it an importance.

He won't give up.

He just WON'T.