The Spawn

Thirty

Nightmare - Halsey

"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six- Um hello? Do you mind?"

Jimin pauses in his squat, glaring at the girl- no, woman- standing in front of him lifting weights. There's no denying that the woman was just trying to piss Jimin off because there's a whole lot of space for her to do her work out, and he really wants to work on his squats.

The woman cranes her head back, meeting Jimin's eyes with a small scowl. That took him off guard for a good second but also maybe raised his curiosity as she turns her attention back to herself facing the mirror, working on each arm on the dumbbells.

And her arms are fucking huge. Okay maybe that's an exaggeration, but she's definitely more toned than Jimin, arm and body wise. It looks as though she lives for the gym, working out and eating the nutrition necessary to keep herself fit. Shit, even her muscles looks as though it would break Jimin's hand if he even slammed his fist against it.

This is when Jimin's attraction for woman as well comes into play, and he finds himself insanely attracted to her.

So he puts the dumbbell away that he was using for the squat and eases his shirt, fixing a smirk and approaches the woman intensely lifting the dumbbell to her chest, working on her biceps.

"Hi-"

"Not interested," She huffs back, sending a side eye look to Jimin, "Do you mind?"

Ohh sassy.

Okay.

A little whistle comes out of Jimin's lips and be turns around, accepting defeat and decided to go to the punching bag instead. Woosung is currently going aggressive against it with taped up knuckles.

So Jimin stands behind the bag to hold it as Woosung kept punching it, "Hey, quick question. So I think I'm losing my charm with women, any advise?"

Woosung huffs as he punches the bag a few times before stopping, wiping his mess of curly hair away from his face before looking at Jimin with sweat drenching his face, "I don't know? Be genuine?"

A low hum buzzed Jimin's lips, nodding, "Yeah you're right. I feel like she'll kick my ass if I even introduce my name."

A breathless chuckle comes out of Woosung's lips and glances to the girl working on the dumbbell in front of the mirror, actually feeling intimidated with her aura as she works out.

Yeah..... One punch from her and they're gone.

"So.... Maybe not go after someone who looks as though they can kill you," Woosung snickers and holds the bag for Jimin to do a few rounds against it, "I mean Yeosang is an exception."

Jimin coax a grin through his punches on the bag, "He's a special case. I can impress her with my skills. My cousin is a kick boxer and she taught me a thing or two."

"And how long has that been."

That grin wiped off Jimin's face, realizing how much time really has passed since he's seen his dear cousin. Sure they've texted from time to time but.... Hm... Wouldn't be a bad idea to reach back out again.

Then again she's always busy with competitions and stuff, but well maybe they could catch up when things aren't so complicated anymore.