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"suck it in fatty." i crossed my arms as jimin fixed my breastplate, a slight chuckle escaping his lips before he stepped back. i clapped my hands. "if you're ready, go warm up." i nodded turning to walk to the yoga mats. i only have 10 more minutes until the match between me and yoongi goes down. im surprised word hasn't got to taehyung yet, all the other boys stood around the room, chatting and collecting bets. if taehyung knew he he would fly down here and stop the whole match, i always tell him he's a party pooper but as arrogant as he is, he doesn't listen. i stretch out my arms warming up thoroughly not wanting to hurt myself when i kick yoongis ass.
"looks like someone's hyped." i glanced over my shoulder to see hoseok leaning against the wall. i continued stretching. "i'm hyped about beating his ass yeah." he laughed, scratching the back of his neck. "look mystic, maybe you shouldn't do this. ya know for safety reasons and shit." i stopped and faced him completely. "you're just like taehyung, boring." my lips formed a frown walking past him i glanced up at the clock, picking up a bottle of water and twisting it open. "no but mystic-" i cut him off, taking a gulp of my water replacing the cap. "listen hobi, im gonna do this and no one can change my mind." with that i threw the bottle into his arms walking away and leaving him in shock.
"MYSTIC MYSTIC." jimin waved me down from the side of the ring. i rushed to his side, glancing on the other side of the ring to see yoongi and his team. i scoffed at the sight. he was sat on the floor meditating as the others messed around and played cards. jimin slung an arm across my shoulder turning my attention back to him. "okay so we have a plan." seokjin then turned around holding a plate with slices of lemon on it. "you gotta eat them all bae." i looked at jimin then back to jin, they both nodded in approval. my shoulders shrank as I lifted my hand to the plate.
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i slapped my cheeks to give me an extra boost of reassurance. i stood up heading under the ropes and into the ring. my arm was held back. "you got this babe." taehyung? my arm was released but when i turned to look at the crowd no one i knew was there. the cheers from the crowd grew louder as yoongi entered the other corner of the ring. i clicked my neck, jumping to relax my leg muscles. "ready to die?" he laughed stretching his arms before standing back in his corner. jimin entered the ring smiling at us both before raising a hand silencing the crowd. "in one corner, she's a violent beast who's got a huge crush on taehyung.
welcome mystic!" the crowd erupted in applause as I spun around blowing kisses into the crowd. "in the other corner, he's a cold blooded killer who loves spitting bars. Yoongi!" cheers erupted throughout the hall. "okay guys i want a clean match, no fouls moves or anything life threatening." we both nodded. jimin moved to the side of the ring counting down. everything around me slowed down as he got closer to 0. i heard my heartbeat increase. jimin was about to start the game when loud shots blew through the hall yells shot through my body. I squinted as the light grew brighter. "JIMIN??" smoke then turned into nothingness.
