My jaw dropped watching where he had brought me to.

Repeal it back, you look like an idiot.

Not in awe, not in beatitude, in absolute dement. He brought me to a martial-arts class?! I thought it was a date, I took two extra minutes to decide my outfit. Is my human suffering sexy enough for you, God?

A younger woman came out of one of the rooms, wearing a Judo gi. She seemed really sexy, her pixie hair drenched in sweat and her body beautifully carved.

Her eyes glistened like stars in a well when she saw Yoongi.

"Oppa!" She exclaimed, running to him and greeting with a small hug.

Oppa? I hate to think, I wish I was feral and brainless. Thinking is making me fucking jealous.

"Oh," she smiled with a childish curiosity. Fuck, she is so cute. She seemed younger to me.

"Jee Unnie, woah, I am meeting you," she clapped excitedly instigating my smile till she added, "I'll be training you, I am so excited."

Wha-hat?

I looked towards Yoongi who nodded.

"I enrolled you for a self defence class. She is Yui, my cousin. She is a black belt at judo."

My eyeballs almost dropped down on the floor hearing that. I mean, sexy and cool is one thing but what about my comfort??

I giggled nervously, "Don't you joke around."

"I am not. I called Yui day before yesterday. You know the day you came to the concert and I wasn't there to help you. It made me feel so guilty hence I came up with this."

I shook my head, "No no no wait. You felt guilty, so I have to do this? Sorry, repeat?"

"I think every person should have done a basic self defence training. It'll benefit you," he reasoned.

No. I mean yes but no.

"I don't need this, I am strong enough," I said flexing my biceps, not-so-appreciable. Yui laughed cutely at it.

Fuck everything, lemme first talk to this cutie out there. Am I ambisextrous? I think that's called bisexual! Fuck it.

"What's your age?" I asked, diverting my attention to her.

"I am 21," she responded.

"Wow. That's quite impressive."

"Don't change the fucking topic," Yoongi grunted.

"You changed the fucking vibe mister. Don't talk about the topic!"

"So, from when will you commence?" She asked me.

"Oh no no-"

"Oh yes yes!" He interrupted me.

Think of a bribe. A bribe. I think I gotta do this placing a stone on my heart.

I neared him, reaching his ear, "Please Yoongi. I'll give you my Doritos."

"You can have them," he replied, "she'll start from today."

"No wait," I revolted, "What about my consent?"

"Not needed," Yoongi giggled.

My shoulders dropped at that and I pouted, trying to think of how I can escape this.

"Stop thinking. There's no way out," he laughed at my disposition, pinching my cheeks.

I looked up at him frustrated, "What if I defeat you? If I defeat you, I won't do this. Okay? Deal?"

He rolled his eyes, "You can never."

"Why? You're scared? Huh? Pussy? Huh? What? Speak? Yo? Man?"

"Ahh!! You're such a pest for real. Okay. Deal." He said while carding his hands in his hair.

"Oh cool," Yui remarked. "You can use room 2, I'll be practising in room 1. Ask me if you want anything." She ran back to her practice.

We reached the room and there was a mat spread on the floor.

Why not just sleep? We're literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space, why are we surrounded by hatred and misery? Why can't everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass? The sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB. Why does money exist? Fuck everything!

He wore the judo gi over his T shirt, fastening the belt.

"What are you looking at? Scared? Pussy?" He smirked.

Gulp. What did I get myself into?

"Ahh..." I faked a whimper, "I think I am having cramps again. Shit dude, I would have-"

"Just wear that thing loser."

Aish.

I wore that and I instantly started feeling hot. Not the sexy one. The material was so thick and stiff.

"Come on. Whoever manages to get the other one off the mat wins, okay?" He said and I nodded.

He was supposed to be lazy!

I stood on the mat, and fuck! This was not meant for this. It was so perfect for a rough sex. I glanced at Yoongi, woah sexy. He surely should start living in a stable for looking so rideable.

Well, I just need to push him off the mat. What's so tough?

"Ready?" He asked.

"Mhm," I responded, and lunged forward to grasp his shoulders to push him of course. But before I could he held my wrists and smirked.

"So fucking weak," he mocked. My hands being in his grip, I tried to kick him but he deliberately left my wrists to hold onto my leg. Shit. Now what? Play hopscotch?

"Cheating. Leave my leg," I complained.

"What's cheating here?" He said, moving ahead, making me jump back because my ankle was in his grip.

I was about the edge when he said, "You understand why you need this?"

No I am not doing that everyday!

I jumped sideways, wriggling my legs to get off his grasp. Fuck decency, I clutched his hair, pulling onto them.

"Yah? What the fuck? That's cheating," he hissed, his hands trying to pull away mine while I was trying to overpower him. We were at the edge so, one kick and he's off the mat.

"Everything is fair in love and war, fucker."

He gave up on his rules and held my hair in his hands, fisting them.

"It took me five minutes to style them, you buffoon!" I grunted, feeling the pain on my scalp.

"Everything is fair in love and war, miss Jarvis!"

We ended up in a cat and dog fight when all of a sudden, his leg wrapped around mine causing me to fall on the mat. My breathing got caught in my throat and before I could compose myself, he sat on my legs, his hands pinning mine on either side of my head.

"You will be doing it, right?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Then regret," he said, his head nuzzling into my stomach. I was laughing way too much, I couldn't breathe but he didn't stop.

"Okay... I'll do it... Leave... You won," I said between my laughter.

His head finally lifted up with a contented smile, panting heavily. He got off me and laid beside me on the mat.

I was exhausted, breathing hard to satisfy the deficiency caused.

He moved his head to look at me, "I won," he breathed.

"You fucker," I cursed and he giggled that ultimately made me too. We both were staring at the white ceiling, lying down.

"Oh man, you made volcanoes burst out!" I spoke breathily.

"Huh?"

"The lava was controlled by great difficulty by the disaster management."

"What do you mean? What volcano?" He asked, turning his body to my side.

"Niagara Falls of blood, Satan's sacrificial water, it overflowed for someone decided to make me laugh my ass off!"

He furrowed his brows in confusion, "Blood? Satan? What?"

I snorted and turned myself to him. His innocence was so endearing to me, a curious charm in his eyes. "You forgot? I am on my period!" I chuckled.

His expressions dropped and his face went pale, "Sorry! Did I hurt you? Are-"

"I love you," I blurted out as a mumble. Why? I don't know.

"Huh?"

"I said, I'm selling you to the zoo!" I exclaimed and tried to get up when he pulled me back, cuddling me. Here? Really? ok!

"Hey? What? Now you don't want me to do the practice?"

"A few minutes like this. My victory prize," he muttered.

Nah. My consolation prize.

"I love you too," he whispered.

We both didn't realize when we slept on the mattress itself.

I don't know if I could ever go without~

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(A/N: I want him to return my heart back. I want to have a real time crush. Come on!)