A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 38

One last punch and he stops, groaning with frustration as he felt his abilities weakening.

Behind him was your personal trainer who was lifting heavy weights.

"Not so bad after all." You drew both Jungkook and your personal trainer's attention with your statement.

Jungkook quickly turns his head to you, as if he's been expecting you, thinking you were talking to him. He smirks and wipes sweat from his face with a handkerchief, still struggling to breathe normally.

His smirk only widened when he noticed your modest cleavage in the sexy sports bra you wore with the biker shorts — that revealed your thick thighs and light abs on your belly — providing a sexual diversion for him.

"Thank-" he couldn't finish, he wasn't able to because your personal trainer had cut him off when he realized you were talking to him not Jungkook.

"Thank you, ma'am." While witnessing your fixed gaze on your trainer and exuberant smile, Jungkook throws you a piercing stare.

"Let me show him how big of a slut I am." You mumble underneath your breath as you side eye him.

You walk towards him but his eyes lowered down to your biker shorts where your hips swayed back and forth. He parts his lips gradually. A barely perceptible darkening of Jungkook's cheeks coincides with a little parting of his lips and the tongue caressing the inside edge.

Yet when you walk past him and deliberately bump your shoulder into him, his lips curve a little and a scoff erupts from it causing him to grab your arm and pull you back, making you gasp. "Watch the attitude." His grip tightened on your arm, leaving red fingerprint stains there.

"Or what?"

Jungkook, being at the loss of words, glares and lets go of you violently causing you to stumble a little.

"Sunwoo, let's get to work." You stretch your arms in the air that causes your cleavage to expand burning jungkook with anger.

"Yes ma'am," he approached you. "We left off at weight lifting, let's continue."

He led you to the 300-pound weight lifting equipment that was your ultimate goal of workout today.

"Go ahead and lift it. I'll be right behind to help." He assured, standing behind you.

You squat down and Jungkook's eyes widened at your butt being in Sunwoo's face who was behind you to witness all that.

You lift the equipment groaning at first because it was so heavy but relax when Sunwoo approaches from behind you and holds the equipment up with you, his chest touching your back and his face practically in your neck as you pant.

"Thank-k you-u." You breathlessly say slowly lowering it back down to the ground, squatting down in a way that nearly makes your butt touch Sunwoo's member.

"SUNWOO!" Jungkook growled, making the man flinch.

Jungkook's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins in his neck throbbed with wrath. His fists were balled and his teeth rattled as he felt a surge of electricity running through his veins.

Nobody,

NOBODY!

is supposed to touch her! She's mine, mine!
Jungkook growled in his head, his eyes passing a death threat to your trainer.

"Fuckin' move back," he pushed sunwoo away from you, guarding you now. "Touch her again and I promise you you'll see death flash before you."

Sunwoo gulped, completely taken aback.