Once a best friend! || ft. Park Jimin [PJM] { Completed }

Chapter 29 : Fight and Defeat.

Jihyun P.O.V

Las Vegas, Nevada.

Sometime between being named 'The Humble Kid from the Ilsan City' and 'The Punisher', my brother evolved into a cocky asshole. Not to me, but he'd definitely let the fame and the attention get to his head. He was now the highest-paid athlete in MMA with the most endorsements, and he knew it. He talked trash in the media about his adversaries, torched their accomplishments as worthless compared to his own, and went out of his way to make it clear that he was the best. Still, his pre-fight routine was a legend around the UFC, and he followed it to the letter each time he was up for a championship fight. He also made me follow it as well. It started with a mid-day brunch with the closest members of his staff, his cornerman, and a crowd of personal trainers. They sat at one end, watching practice film on a massive screen over high-price steak and waffles, while friends and "family" sat on the other end in utter awe of how much bigger his ego had become.

"When I win the match this weekend, I won't be allowing bum ass photogs to come to my parties anymore. Unless they want to pay to get a picture of this face, of course. They'll probably make more of my picture than they will all year at their little journalism jobs." he shouted.

Ugh! I stabbed a salad tomato with a fork. As I was raising it to my lips, Jimin's hand lightly grazed my inner thigh. My eyes widened, and I looked over at him.