"Just stop b-before you hurt yourself." Jungkook winces as I do my thirtieth pushup in a row, face beat red and arms shaking.
"Never, you dick!" I start silently praying as my knees feel like they're going to buckle.
"It's been twenty minutes! You already passed the fifteen minute mark by far, so just quit!" He stares at the timer as it hits twenty two minutes and counting.
"I'll be damned if I don't prove my point, J-Jeon." I shutter out, breathing hard.
"Say my name again like that."
"Fuck off, cunt."
Of course he decided to add fifty pushups at the very end of his workout routine.
"C'mon, you've proved that you're more than capable! Don't hurt yourself." He tries to reach for me to stand up but I swat him away and immediately go back to my last ten pushups.
"I'm a fucking beast, Jeon Jungkook, a beast!" I holler out and I moan and groan, shakily finishing the last five.
I finish, dropping all my weight onto the light blue workout matt below me, and breathe heavily. Jungkook rushes to me, concerned, while handing me his bottle of water and kneeling next to me.
"What if you had passed out?" He spews, worried at how red my face, neck, and arms are.
"I would've woken right back up and finished the rest." I throw up a middle finger and a shit eating grin, "Nah, I know my limits and I know when to not push them. I don't think I could do more than fifty in one go, either way." I say, honestly.
He scoffs, "I wouldn't have allowed you to continue anyway."
"Why, were you getting worried about me? Don't want me to injure my arms so I can wrap them around you when you take me for a ride on that bike, hm?" I chuckle, slapping his sweaty upper arm jokingly.
He rolls his eyes that suddenly light up, nose twitching like usual, "You smell that?"
I raise a brow.
🤨
"The hell do you mean- "
"Carrots!" He springs up from the floor and runs to the other side of the giant gym as a door opens and the professor enters with some big platter.
"Get me some!" I yell to him, wondering what all it even is, and he throws me a thumbs up as he stops by the professor.
Quickly he comes back, two paper bowls full of fruits and vegetables. Well, mine is at least full of that all but in his he only has... carrots.
🥕⁉️
Filled to the brim with the orange little dudes, he begins munching away. I watch in curiosity, a small smile appearing on my face.
He's tolerable to be around when he shuts up.
"You sure do seem to love carrots more than I thought." I chuckle and eat my watermelon, "How could you smell it? I mean, usually there isn't a real noticeable scent from fruit and veggies so how'd you know when it wasn't even in the room yet?"
I contemplate whether or not I'm just insane and overthinking it.
He thinks for a moment and then shrugs with his cheeks full of carrots, "Just did." He munches away happily and I shrug it off.
"Cool senses, I guess."
He grins.
I smile, going back to eating as I take notice of how his front teeth and full cheeks make him look like a bunny as he nods his head while chewing.
What an odd guy...
After boring bookwork back in the classroom, class ends and I catch Jungkook's sleeve before he head out of class.
"Hey, this is random but... there's this Jimin guy- "
"What happened? Did someone pick on him again?" He rushes to say, his breathing picking up instantly.
"No! No, nothing like that! I actually uh... " I rub the back of my neck nervously as he eyes me in curiosity, "Well, I saw what happened the other day when you saved him from getting picked on." His eyes widen, "I left him a kind note and candy to cheer him up and I happened to have a class with him. I invited him to lunch after this class but wanted to invite another friend, Hoseok, I just met as well. I was going to ask if you have his number by chance so that I can check with him first?" I explain.
Jungkook eyes me and contemplates his options, "Well, what's in it for me?" He smirks.
I roll my eyes.
"I'll bring you a shit ton of carrots to boxing on Friday."
"You said you'd bring me more anyways!"
I sigh, "Right, I did. Fine, do you want to come with us?"
"Oh boy, would I!" Jungkook becomes giddy and excited, his nose twitching cutely and I have to ponder whether this is the same asshole I had just met days prior.
"C'mon, why're you standing around. We have places to be, sweetheart." He grabs my wrist and drags me along behind him while he pulls out his phone to call Jimin with the other hand.
Ah yes, there's the Jungkook I know.
"Minnie! Guess who's coming to eat with you and Y/n... this guy!" He drags out the last word and I wonder to myself why I'm even just allowing this all to happen, "I knew you'd be happy." He chuckles over the phone.
Someone's actually happy that Jeon Jungkook is coming with us?!
The world's gone mad.
"Oh! She had something to ask." He hands his phone to me and I wipe off his sweaty palm mark on the back, earning a glare from him, before placing it to my ear.
"Hello, Jimin!"
"Y/n! I didn't know you and Jungkook were friends!"
I can practically hear his grin and I chuckle nervously, "Ah, yeah!" I glance to Jungkook who's still holding onto my wrist while leading the way, "We just recently became friends." I force out.
Jungkook whips his head back to look at me, a brow raised as a smirk forms on his face. He presses his tongue to his inner cheek and then lets out a sigh as he turns back around.
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The fucks all that about?
"Ah, how cute! Koo is making friends!" Jimin giggles.
Jungkook, without a second to lose, whips back around and gives me a look that could kill. I slap a hand to my mouth in order to not bust out laughing since he clearly somehow heard what Jimin said.
"Does he have a hard time making friends, Jimi- "
"I think you had something to ask." Jungkook growls out and a shiver runs up my spine.
"Right," I shake his grip off of my wrist as we now stand right inside the front of the main exit, "I just met a guy named Hoseok who's very kind and seems to be having a hard time making friends, so... " I glance to Jungkook and he nudges me to continue, "Well, I know you and I haven't gotten to know each other well yet but I was wondering if I could also invite Hoseok? Maybe it'd be less awkward for him since we're also meeting for the first time to hang out and he seems a little timid."
"That'd be wonderful! Of course you can invite him, the more the merrier."
"Thanks! We're at the main entrance if you want to meet us. I'll find a way to contact him."
Just as I'm saying goodbye and hanging up, the main door bursts open and in comes a man who's clearly in a rush. I stand back to give him room but he trips on the black rug right inside the doors and goes down, hard.
"Namjoon?" I vaguely remember him from my first day of class as he shoves his black rimmed glasses up his nose and looks to me with a face full of embarrassment.
Jungkook practically growls as I bend down to help Namjoon with his dropped papers, all of them scattered. Jungkook follows suit and kneels down in between us, going out of his way to make sure there's space between Namjoon and I which I take brief notice of.
They both start sniffing the air harder and Jungkook stares hard at Namjoon who's looking at the floor, shying away.
"What is up with you two? C'mon, we've got places to be." I remind Jungkook with a nudge and he seems to snap out of it once my hand touches his shoulder.