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Jimin was alone, practicing at the studio again, flying in the air, with the ropes in his hands. He tried and tried, until he collapsed on the cold floor. His feet had become swollen from his hardcore practicing, and he could barely stand anymore.
He realized that he had overworked himself again, and took a break.
It had always been like this for Jimin. He never knew when to stop.
But that was also the life of a typical gymnast. Overwork and non-stop practice. Until you could no longer walk, and dropped dead on the floor..
That was the life of Park Jimin; a male rhythmic gymnast.
~~
Jimin had been attending this academy for a year now. He was majoring in rhythmic gymnastics. He had two more years till it ended. Jimin's academy consisted of many other sports as well. The academy also included swimming, football, gymnastics and lastly..weightlifting.
Jimin was super friendly with most of his fellow gymnasts, but he despised the weightlifters. All of them were so loud and lousy and just..not his kind of thing. He really didn't see the point in weightlifting.
What was so good in lifting something heavy anyway? Jimin would never understand.
''Jimin-ah~'' Jimin heard his roommate, Hoseok, call for him, ''Yeah?'' Jimin was currently staring at the mirror in his room, brushing his hair, and adding some face powder on his face.
''Teacher wants us to practice again!'' Hoseok announced and Jimin just nodded, ''Kay. I'll be there in a minute.'' Jimin just sighed. How was he going to explain all the bruises and scars on his legs to his teacher again? He knew he was going to get scolded for overpracticing again.
But he couldn't help it. He wanted to be perfect.
That's why he decided to put some leggings on today, to cover up all the bruises on his body.
''Um,'' Jimin joined his class to the studio, ''What are they doing here with us?'' Jimin pointed at the group of people in front of him. He recognized them. They were very loud and annoying. And they all smelled like sweat. They were the weightlifters of the academy for sure.
''Well-they're just helping out with the chairs-Park Jimin--let's continue with our lesson now that we're all here, shall we?'' The teacher explained, making Jimin roll his eyes. He just went to the center of the studio, so he could practice with the others. He saw Hoseok approaching him, as they started their stretching exercises.
''Hey--Jimin--i think you shouldn't wear those leggings that often--it makes creeps stare at--you know!'' Hoseok whispered close to Jimin's ear, making him bright red, ''Hoseok!'' He whispered, with embarrassment in his voice. He didn't have his usual track pants to wear, so he wore some tight leggings for today's practice.
''Those damn weightlifters keep gawking at your ass, you know, Jimin--'' Hoseok continued warning Jimin, embarrassing him even more, ''Ho-Hoseok!'' Jimin didn't know how to respond. Was it true? Were the weightlifters drooling over his body? Getting hard because of his tight leggings?
Jimin couldn't lie. He was very proud of his body. He had a small but muscular frame. He was definitely build very well, that his body made everyone drool.
''I'm serious, Jimin! Look at him over there! He is just ridiculous-'' Hoseok pointed out at one weightlifter that was staring at Jimin's ass. The weightlifter realized that they were talking about him, and just tripped out of shame, making all the chairs fall to the ground.
''What's going on over there?'' The gymnasts teacher wondered what was happening with the careless weightlifters, while the gymnasts just bursted into laughter. Jimin just looked at him pitifully and giggled.
Maybe, if he wasn't such a pervert, this wouldn't have happened.
This was a normal day between the gymnasts and the weightlifters.
~~
''Ah, don't you think the weightlifters are pitiful? I honestly pity them. They're just an embarrassment for this academy and-'' Jimin was going on a rant, complaining about the weightlifters again to Hoseok, when he heard a loud noise. He was sure it was coming from a motorbike.
He could see a black motorbike emerging out of nowhere, approaching them from a distance.
''Ah-shit-fuck--what are you guys doing in the middle of the road?!'' Both Hoseok and Jimin tripped and landed on the grass from their panic.
''The question is why are you driving your stupid motorbike on campus?!'' Jimin angrily looked up to the guy and replied back, still lying down on the grass, wincing a little from the minor pain. He was so sure he had another bruise on his body by now..
''Man, i'm still a new driver. This motorbike is shit. Not my fault.'' The guy, still sitting on the motorbike, just shrugged, sounding completely unbothered. Hoseok finally got up from the ground and helped Jimin get up.
''You should be more careful, idiot! We're gymnasts and we can't be injured all the time because of careless jerks like you!'' Jimin replied, more aggressively this time. ''Yah, leave me alone, will you. All you do is whine. You were the one that landed on the grass because you got scared! It's not like i pushed you or anything-''
Hoseok just watched the two argue in front of him, giggling a little. Hoseok thought that the guy arguing with his friend, was pretty hot. He wondered what his major could be..
''Well, judging from your behavior, you must be an annoying weightlifter! Aren't you? I bet you're one of them! That's all you guys do! Cause trouble!'' Jimin continued hating on weightlifters, making the guy in front of him laugh, ''Yep. I'm a weightlifter. Happy now? I'm sorry that i made you trip with my motorbike, now, if you excuse me, i have more important things to do.'' The annoying weightlifter, as Jimin liked to call him, finally started the engine and rode his motorbike again.
''Huh, what a jerk, don't you think?'' Jimin still couldn't believe that he was met with such a rude guy.
''Yeah, he was a little..rude, but don't you think he's pretty hot, Jimin-ah? Did you see his muscles? His toned-toned chest? I swear i usually don't lust over weightlifters but--'' Hoseok started to swoon over the weightlifter, making Jimin cringe.
''Gross! He is---he is not even that hot! He is a jerk!'' Jimin huffed, feeling offended by his best friend's taste in guys. Hoseok definitely needed to change his taste in men.
''Alright~let's just go back to the dorm, shall we? You are scary when you're angry, Jiminie~'' Hoseok said, mostly to tease his roommate again. ''Hm~fine..let's go. I want to take a nap. My feet are killing me, seriously!''
And just like that, they headed to the dorms to rest for a short while..
~
''Ah, here's my favorite patient, Jeon Jungkook.'' Jin, the doctor of the campus, said, as he saw Jungkook enter the infirmary. ''What happened this time, hm? Did you injure your legs again?'' Jin wondered what Jungkook had done to himself this time.
Jungkook had always been quite carefree and reckless, so he was always paying Jin a visit.
''Well--i was practicing for the tournament, you know! But then i got some cramps on my legs and my knees dropped and--'' Jungkook explained the whole story to Jin, making him chuckle. ''Poor Jungkookie. You will be fine. Just try not to exercise too much for a few days, alright?'' Jin adviced Jungkook, hoping he would do it.
Because, Jin knew that Jungkook never listened to anyone.
''Ah~fine~don't annoy me, will you. I've had enough arguing today~'' Jungkook whined, remembering about the encounter he had with the two gymnasts before.
''Kay, have fun. Also, tell Namjoon i said hi. It's been a while since i met with him.'' Jin said to Jungkook before he exited the infirmary, ''Okayyy~'' Jungkook just waved at Jin and exited the infirmary.
Since his classes were over for today, he figured he should go back home and spend some time with his childhood friend, Taehyung.
He always met up with him after his classes were over, so they could gossip about the academy together.
''Hey~Kim Taehyung. Are you not playing in any drama today?'' Junkook said, as he entered the local restaurant Taehyung was working at. Taehyung worked as a part-timer at Jungkook's family restaurant, but he was also an aspiring actor. He had always wanted to be an actor, but for now, he just got casted as an extra everytime..
''Don't tease~'' Taehyung said, pouting at his friend, ''One day i'll get the main role and i'll be famous! I'm telling you!''
''Sure~can't wait for that day~'' Jungkook said, as he sat down on the table, waiting for Taehyung to bring him some chicken wings to eat. He felt super hungry and exhausted.
''What did you do today?'' Taehyung asked his friend, as he brought him a bowl full of chicken wings. Jungkook just started munching on the wings eagerly from his hunger, ''Well--i was supposed--to go to Jin hyung today for my fucking knee, yeah?'' Jungkook started to say, shoving another chicken wing in his mouth.
''Yeah?'' Taehyung just waited for him to finish. He could tell it was something hilarious. Jungkook always returned back from the academy with fun stories to tell him everyday.
''So, i was riding my motorbike on campus, and i accidentally bumped into two gymnasts. And god, let me tell you. They were both such brats! Especially the one that kept arguing with me, telling me that i'm a jerk and..'' Jungkook explained the whole story to Taehyung, making him laugh.
He could just picture his friend, arguing with the two delicate gymnasts.
''Ah, i guess..that's how all gymnasts are, hm?''
''Yeah, they're fucking annoying. They're arrogant little shits. They think they're the royalty of the academy or something-'' Jungkook had finished eating his food, and was now whining about the two gymnasts he bumped into some hours ago.
He still couldn't forget about them.
Especially the one with the doll-like face and sharp tongue. Jungkook couldn't stop thinking about him.
''Guess you're right..'' Taehyung just shrugged, not knowing what to say on this matter, since he had never met any gymnasts from the academy.
''Yeah. Hope i won't meet with them again. They get on my nerves.'' Jungkook said again, making Taehyung giggle. ''I'm sure it's not that bad though,'' Taehyung said, in a more gentle tone, ''You are doing what you love, weightlifting! And you're making your dad happy as well! You should focus on that, kay?''
''Yeah..alright..'' Jungkook replied in a small voice, feeling quite embarrassed suddenly.
Maybe he shouldn't whine about the damn gymnasts anymore..
He was starting to sound like them!
~~
Jimin was currently in the dorm, staring at his phone screen. He was dialing his older brother's number. He wished he could meet up with him for a while, so they could talk.
He knew that his brother was busy with his own work, but he was desperate.
''Hello?'' Jimin heard his brother's familiar voice and smiled, ''Hyung! Where are you right now?'' Jimin asked, hoping he wasn't bothering him.
''Um, hello Jiminie, i'm currently at the restaurant. Why?'' Yoongi, Jimin's older brother, owned a restaurant for a few years now, so he was working there most of the time. ''Well..nothing, just..just wanted to talk. If it's possible..'' Jimin just bit his lip, hoping he'd be able to talk with him just for a few minutes.
''Uh, you can come over here, if you want?'' Yoongi suggested, since he couldn't abandon the restaurant. Today was such a busy day, and some of their staff were also absent because they were sick. Yoongi had to fill in their positions. It was very chaotic..
''Okie~I'll be there~'' Jimin replied, happy that he'd meet with his brother again, ''Alright. See you-'' Yoongi answered shortly, then hang up, when a customer showed up.
Jimin just chuckled and got out of bed, so he could dress up and meet Yoongi.
''Going out, Jiminie?'' Hoseok said, seeing his roommate prepare himself in front of the mirror again, ''Yeah! Going to see Yoongi hyung for a while!'' Jimin announced with a smile, ''O-oh, have fun then!'' Jimin could see Hoseok's face redden a little, just by mentioning Yoongi's name.
Jimin knew about Hoseok's very obvious crush on his older brother, but Hoseok always denied it for some reason..
''Yep~see you later!'' Jimin said good-bye to his roommate and headed to his brother's restaurant.
It's not like he wanted to discuss something trivial with him..
He just needed to talk with someone.
''Hyung!'' Jimin was now entering the restaurant, running towards his brother. Yoongi was currently on the counter, writing an order down to his notebook. ''Jimin-ah!'' Yoongi said, putting the notebook away, ''Sit down. I'll come and sit with you when i'm not so busy.'' Yoongi said, pointing at some empty table close to them.
''Okie~'' Jimin found his way on some empty table, and waited for Yoongi to come around. He waited and waited..
Jimin just observed the restaurant from his boredom.
The restaurant was in black and white colours and had classic decorations and furniture. He could tell that his brother's restaurant was quite in demand. Customers never stopped entering the restaurant.
But he was glad. He was happy for his brother.
''Here i am.'' Yoongi said, finally approaching his table, ''Sorry it took me so long. As you can see..we're very busy today.'' Yoongi said, sighing. He sat down next to Jimin and started rubbing his eyes from his tiredness, ''Just want this day to be over already. I'm exhausted!''
Jimin just chuckled softly, hearing his brother complain.
''So, what's up with you, little brother?'' Yoongi wondered if it had to do with Jimin's major. And it did.
''Well--nothing important. It's just..we have a tournament in a few weeks..and i'm just a little stressed out..and i feel so exhausted..'' Jimin explained, making his brother frown a little.
''Of course you're tired, Jiminie! Because you never rest! No wonder you feel tired all the time! But also look at you! I think you've lost weight again, since the last time i saw you..' Yoongi said, staring at Jimin's small body.
''Ah..maybe, i have lost a few..'' Jimin scratched his neck awkwardly, feeling cornered by his brother's words. He was right. He definitely had lost a few weight again.
''Listen, Jimin. I can't talk a lot because i'm busy, but please, try to take care of yourself, alright? There's no point in neglecting yourself for a stupid tournament. Just..try your best, and everything will be fine! I believe in you.'' Yoongi hoped his words would comfort Jimin, since he looked so stressed out.
''Sure..i'll try, hyung!'' Jimin replied, feeling slightly better.
''Why don't you go back to the dorm and rest, huh? You think i don't see the dark circles under your eyes?'' Yoongi started to scold Jimin, before getting up, heading to the counter again, ''Okay..okay..i'll get going now!'' Jimin just laughed, giving his brother an apologetic smile.
Yoongi saw his brother wave at him cutely, as he exited the restaurant. Yoongi's day was brightened by Jimin as well.
Though, he couldn't help but worry about him..
He hoped Jimin wouldn't overwork himself again..
~~
Jungkook woke up, and loudly cursed, when he realized what time it was. He was supposed to be up an hour now, so he could take his dad to the hospital for his monthly check-ups. Jungkook's dad suffered from a chronic illness, so he had to visit the hospital every month.
''Dammit--'' Jungkook rushed out of his room and was now downstairs to the restaurant. He saw Taehyung on the counter, counting some of the money.
''Oh, morning-'' Taehyung said to him so casually, seeing his friend, ''Where's my dad?'' Jungkook asked, wondering if his dad left earlier, without him.
''Uh, i think he's already at the hospital,'' Taehyung replied, making Jungkook curse again. He was such a failure of a son. He couldn't even wake up early and take his ill father to the hospital!
''Don't feel bad, Jungkookie. Your father understands, you know..'' Taehyung said, trying to reassure him. Taehyung sometimes wished Jungkook wasn't so hard on himself..
''Ah..i'll get going then..'' And just like that, Jungkook stormed out of the restaurant, heading to the hospital. He hoped his father's results were better this month..
After thirty minutes, Jungkook finally arrived at the hospital. He asked one of the nurses about his dad's current location, and he finally found him. His dad was currently lying on the hospital bed, a nurse next to him, taking his blood.
''Ah! My son!'' His dad exclaimed, as he saw Jungkook from afar. ''H-hey, dad. So-sorry i'm late. I dozed off and-''
His dad just chuckled. ''You don't have to apologize, idiot. I'm just glad you're happy and well. You know..i'm a grown up, son. I can attend the hospital on my own.'' This was his way of comforting Jungkook.
But still, Jungkook felt guilty. He wanted to be there for his dad and support him.
''I--Okay..'' Jungkook just sighed, and approached his dad's hospital bed, holding his hand gently, ''I'm sure you're okay, dad..''
''Sure he is.'' Jungkook turned around, when he heard a familiar voice. It was none other than..Kim Namjoon!
Namjoon was a doctor, but he was also a family friend. He lived near by their restaurant, so he often met up with them.
''How are you two holding up?'' Namjoon asked, sitting on a chair close to them. ''We're alright, Namjoon hyung..'' Jungkook replied, sounding a little gloomy.
''Hm, good to know. You guys have a nice day. Unfortunately, i have..a patient to take care of!'' Namjoon just patted Jungkook's shoulder gently, and got up. He was indeed very busy. Jungkook knew that.
But he appreciated his kindness. Namjoon and Jungkook were not blood-related, but Jungkook always viewed him as an older brother. Namjoon was always there for him when he needed someone..
''Son. Why don't you go at school? You're going to be late for your classes again.'' Jungkook's father reminded him, making him sigh again. ''Alright, alright. I'll get going then. Please do inform me when the results are out, yeah?''
''Will do.'' His father replied with a smile, giving him a thumbs up. Jungkook just laughed at his silly gesture and got up, ''See you, dad..''
Jungkook hoped that everything would be okay for his dad..
~~
''I'm telling you, Hoseok! Half of my clothes are missing and my other half are not washed well! What the hell is going on with this school's washing machines anyway?'' Jimin was going on a rant, complaining about the washing machine. For some odd reason, all of his clothes weren't properly washed.
Not to mention that some of his clothes had magically disappeared.
''I put them all in the basket! What the hell happened to them?! I seriously don't have anything to wear for tomorrow's practice, ugh..'' Jimin started biting his nails from his frustration, making his roommate sigh next to him.
''Yeah..i have the same problem. This washing machine definitely sucks-'' Hoseok agreed, staring at his terrible washed clothes in front of him. There was definitely something going on with the washing machine.
''Oh my god, Hoseok!'' Jimin suddenly said, surprising Hoseok, ''What's wrong, Jiminie?''
''I know who's behind this! It must be them! The weightlifters!'' Jimin accused the weightlifters again, making Hoseok laugh nervously, ''Jimin..are you sure? I mean we can't just blindy accuse them for everything--''
''I'm going to have a word with them!'' And with no hesitation, Jimin stormed out of the room angrily, and headed to the weightlifter's dormitory.
''Hey--you guys--'' Jimin shouted, wanting to speak with the weightlifters. Most of the weightlifters were currently sitting on the couch together, watching some reality show on TV.
''What's up with him?'' A few of them whispered to each other, seeing Jimin so agitated. ''I'm talking to you, guys!'' Jimin continued his shouting, until the weightlifters finally decided to pay attention to him.
''Oh! It's you again!'' Jungkook recognized the gymnast that was causing a scene. It was the same gymnast that was calling him a jerk a few days ago.
''Yeah, i've come here to protest about the washing machines! I'm sure you guys are behind that! None of them are working properly, not to mention that half of my clothes have disappeared! So who is it?'' Jimin explained, making all the weightlifters look at each other, then, they all started to laugh hysterically.
Jimin just frowned, seeing their reactions.
''You're funny.'' Jungkook said, holding his aching stomach from his laughter, ''You think that us weightlifters would give a damn about the washing machines? Or-or stealing your clothes? I mean-no offence but we do have a very obvious size difference here--there's no way we would wear your clothes-''
''Huh, follow me then! I'll show you what i mean! I'm sure it's your fault!'' Jungkook just rolled his eyes, not wanting to bother with this anymore, but then, he felt Jimin dragging him, ''Woah--what-what are you doing?!'' Jungkook protested, still feeling Jimin dragging him, guiding him to the bathrooms.
''Here.'' Jimin pointed at the washing machine angrily, ''Look at it! It's broken! I'm sure it's one of you guys that have done this!'' Jimin continued his story from before, making Jungkook sigh. Why was the tiny gymnast so persistent? Jungkook just wanted to put tape in his mouth and make him shut up.
''God, won't you stop accusing us--i swear all of us know how to use this damn machine---it's probably a technical problem-so leave me alone now, will you!'' Jungkook accidentally pushed Jimin a little from his frustration without realizing that the bathroom floor was slippery.
And it caused Jimin to slip..and fall. Jimin just shrieked as he landed on the slippery floor, injuring his wrist as he fell. He was so sure it would be all bruised up later..
Jimin was still on floor, wincing from the pain, yelling at Jungkook calling him all the insults he could think of.
''Shit--i didn't--i didn't realize-i'm sorry-i-'' Jungkook tried to help Jimin up, but Jimin refused his help. ''I can get up on my own! Stupid jerk! I hate you! All of you weightlifters! I shouldn't have bothered-'' Jimin tried to get up, but he ended up slipping again, ''Ah-''
''Don't be such a stubborn little brat and let me help-'' Jungkook tried to help him get up again, but he ended up falling all over Jimin as well, ''Get off of me!'' Jimin squealed, feeling Jungkook's weight pressing on his body.
Jungkook was..very heavy.
''What the hell are you guys doing?'' Jungkook jumped, and immediately got up, hearing someone enter the bathroom. Jimin was relieved when he saw his roommate.
''Hoseok! You won't believe this!'' Hoseok rushed to help Jimin get up, while Jungkook left the bathroom, not wanting to get into trouble again.
Then, Jimin explained everything to Hoseok and even reported this incident to his teacher. Of course, Jungkook got into trouble and got blamed for Jimin's minor injury.
He was currently at the office, getting scolded by his teachers.
''Jungkook, you are a damn weightlifter! And you are not as light as a feather, like those gymnasts are! Why the hell did you decide to push him? On a slippery floor?'' Jungkook's teacher was now fully enraged. Jungkook just kept his head low from his embarrassment.
His teacher was right. He shouldn't have done this.
''Sorry..i'll try not to do it again..'' Jungkook muttered an apology, still feeling very ashamed. He just knew that this brat Park Jimin would be enjoying this shitshow.
Yes, he found out that the name of the gymnast he had injured was Park Jimin.
''Just go and apologize so this nightmare can end, alright?'' His teacher suggested, making Jungkook sigh. ''Fiiiine..'' Jungkook bowed to his teacher and exited the office.
Unfortunately, he had to find Jimin and apologize to him. He knew Jimin would be acting like a brat about it again.
''Hey-you--Park Jimin!'' Jungkook shouted his name, seeing him sit on the living room with Hoseok by his side. They were currently watching a drama on TV. Jimin just averted his gaze slowly, staring at Jungkook, giggling a little.
He couldn't wait to see him beg for his forgiveness.
''What do you want?'' Jimin replied coldly, making Jungkook sigh again. He really hated this gymnast. How much he would love to push him again and make him suffer-
''I've come here to--to...apologize...'' Jungkook mumbled, looking down to his feet. He couldn't look at Jimin in the eye. Because he knew that Jimin was enjoying this way too much.
''Apologize? Oh--let me hear it then.'' Jimin replied, looking as smug as ever.
''I--listen! I'm not going to say this a hundred times! I said i'm fucking sorry i pushed you and you got injured, okay? Now leave me alone!"' Jungkook suddenly exploded, making both Jimin and Hoseok giggle, ''Ah, i see you never change, do you..'' Jimin clicked his tongue, not feeling very satisfied by his aggressive response.
''See you around, Jungkook~'' Jimin replied with a sweet voice, and just patted Jungkook's shoulder mockingly and headed to the dorms with Hoseok.
Jungkook just sat down on the couch, trying to control his anger. He should stay calm. He couldn't get into trouble because of that brat Park Jimin again..
~~
''I'm telling you! He is such a brat! He caused a whole scene and i got blamed for everything in the end! I really just want to lock him up somewhere so he will leave me alone! Ugh!'' Jungkook was currently ranting about Jimin to his friend, Taehyung.
Taehyung just laughed, finding this very funny.
''Jungkookie. You might think i'm being a hopeless romantic here, but i feel like this gymnast has a crush on you--it explains why he keeps bothering you!'' Taehyung said, making Jungkook stare at him in disgust, ''Taehyung! No! He doesn't have a crush on me! He just hates my guts because i'm a weightlifter!'' Jungkook argued back, making Taehyung laugh again.
''Maybe..who knows..'' Taehyung hoped he was right though.
He thought it would do Jungkook some good, if he had someone to love and cherish. Someone to love him and cherish him too. It's what he needed..
~~
The next morning, Jungkook had returned back to the dorms, and was currently at the bathroom, brushing his teeth. He could hear some weird noises next door. As he finished washing up, he slowly entered the next room, shocked with the sight in front of him.
He recognized the guy. He was a famous swimmer of the academy, and he was currently sniffing some leggings with his hands inside his pants. Jungkook was disgusted. Was he touching himself while sniffing someone's leggings?
But then, it hit him. Those leggings were definitely Jimin's. He had found the thief!
Jungkook made sure that the pervert in front of him didn't notice he was there, and brought his phone out to record him. When he had enough footage and proof, he placed his phone in his pocket, and tried to slip away, but tripped, making a noise.
The pervert had noticed him now. Jungkook could see his eyes widen from shock, then, he stormed out of the bathroom. Jungkook saw the perverted thief have some other clothes in his arms as well.
Just how many clothing did he steal from Jimin? Jungkook felt apalled.
But he had to catch him. Jungkook knew that his name would be cleared if he caught him.
''Don't run, you goddamn pervert!'' Jungkook shouted, as he started chasing him down. Some of the other weightlifters could see Jungkook emerge out of the room, chasing the swimmer.
''Someone help me catch him! He's the one that has been stealing Jimin's clothes!'' Jungkook yelled at his teammates, so they could help him catch him, and they did.
In the end, they managed to catch him and even reported him to the office. Of course, he got suspended for a week.
But for some reason, Jimin still didn't know about the real thief. He was still at the dorms, sleeping in his room. Jungkook of course was impatient and wanted Jimin to find out already.
Jungkook headed to the gymnast's dorm, but Jimin was not there. Jimin's roommate informed Jungkook and told him that Jimin was probably in the bathrooms, taking a shower.
Jungkook, with no hesitation, ran to the bathrooms. He had to let Jimin know, no matter what.
Jimin was just coming out from the showers, with a tiny towel wrapped around his lower body, when he was startled by Jungkook's screaming, making him slip again..
But this time, Jungkook managed to catch him in his arms, so he wouldn't fall and injure himself again.
''What--what are you doing here, jerk?'' Jimin protested, still in Jungkook's arms, feeling very shocked, ''I...came..here to tell you--i found out the real thief! The one that has been stealing your clothes!'' Jungkook announced proudly, still having Jimin in his arms.
''Really? Oh--'' Then, Jimin realized that he was falsely accusing Jungkook all this time. How embarrassing.
They both remained silent for some seconds and Jungkook just stared at Jimin's beautiful features. Jimin had a small doll-like face. He had plump pillow lips. A tiny button nose. And some tiny freckles on it as well.
And of course, his doey eyes that couldn't stop blinking, staring at him.
Jungkook was so sure. He had met with Jimin before.
There was a childhood memory rewinding in his mind..
AN: Hello~as the tags say, this fic will be inspired by the Kdrama weightlifting fairy kim bok joo. i'm very excited about this fic tbh(i've been planning to write this for months now and i finally found the time to start)
it's my first time writing a long fic like this one, so i hope it will turn out good at the end..
any comments or thoughts r welcomed !!!!!!