TEST SUBJECT 312 || JJK

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

a/n: if you want to know where I've been, i posted my plan on my mb a couple of days ago ♡

[ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 ]

"A top knot? Seriously?" Jungkook said, looking into the mirror with a stony look on his face.

I couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle as I spotted his face of thunder. I'd certainly got my revenge after his endless teasing about my bird nest of hair.

"I think it's cute," I said, reaching up and flicking the bun at the top of his hair. He grabbed my hand and sent me a playful glare.

"You're going to regret this." He stalked towards me, a smug smile on his face. "Are you ticklish?"

"No!" I shouted too quickly and he laughed, not believing me in the slightest. I rushed to the bed and grabbed a pillow holding it like it was both a shield and my lifeline. "Back off you fiend."

I jumped on top the bed and prepared for attack and, just as he was going to start his pursuit, there was a knock at the door. Without waiting for a reply, Taehyung popped his head around the door.

"What's going on here?" He asked with a furrowed brow as he looked over the scene which lay before him. I wonder what he thought was happening with me, standing on the bed with a pillow in hand and Jungkook sniggering in the background.

"Don't tell me, I don't want to know. It's time to train." He sent a pointed look at Jungkook who nodded.

"We're coming." He held out a palm to help me from the bed and I took it, my chin turned upwards in a snobby but teasing manner. I felt his poke my side, making me jump.

"Come on, Princess." I couldn't help but shoot a glare into the back of his head as I could see his back rise and fall as he chuckled. I scoffed but couldn't help but feel light as I watched him having fun for the first time, in what felt like, forever.

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"Nice hair," Hoseok whistled as we entered their makeshift training room.

When we had exited the old mansion, which I hadn't realised was so large, we strolled through the front yard and across the street. I had asked where on Earth we were going but Jungkook shushed me. I soon realised that we were being led to an abandoned building, like a large village hall or school lobby of sorts. The whole place looked dismal with its paint peeling walls and rusted window frames but, when we entered through the broken door, it wasn't as bad as it first seemed. The boys had transformed it into a place to practise their powers and work out by having an obvious clean up (I could smell the tang of bleach and cleaning products under my nose) and had put some gym equipment inside. The amount of effort that they'd put in to transforming the room was admirable.

I felt Jungkook bristle as he sent a mock look of anger towards Hoseok who guffawed again, turning towards Taehyung who appeared to be his training partner.

They were all stood in pairs, minus Jin and Namjoon who hung at the back of the room in a huddle, whispering to one another. I was surprised to see Namjoon there, if I was being honest. I knew he had to practise in order to be able to fling objects at will with his telekinesis but he didn't seem like the physical type. Jungkook saw me looking at the two boys and smiled.

"I'm going to train with Namjoon. Feel free to use any of the equipment." He pointed to the array of dumbbells and medicine balls and I swallowed anxiously. Sure, I could pick up a 5kg exercise ball but these things were huge. My noodle arms would snap before I even lifted those things an inch off the floor. He saw my worried look and tapped my head teasingly. "Or, you can talk to Jin."