in which Jeongguk's attraction to deep voices becomes his biggest enemy.
"Oh, i will beat you in every single round and you know it, baby." The moment that deep voice hit his ears through his headphones, he knew he was absolutely fucked.
Switch!Tae...
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THE BOYZ (더보이즈) - [THE FIRST] Walkin' In Time
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Jeongguk stood in his bathroom, chest still heaving up and down, white shirt drenched with sweat and sticking to his torso, just finished with his hour long workout, completely tired out, setting sun drizzling in through the curtained window.
Thighs and arms sore as hell, he had really knocked himself out today. Double the pushups, double the squats, minute longer plank and around thirty more jumping jacks.
But you gotta do what you gotta do to not completely wrack your spine and shoulders from sitting at your desk majority of your day like he did today already (he decided to stream around noon so he might be able to catch up on sleep later) -- and to get your mind of things that happen in your life.
So he wrecked himself another three ways. Smart, that's what he is.
But he had also not slept long today, his mind running at light speed before going to sleep, everything that had happened replaying.
And his twitter mentions getting flooded with clips of himself getting unreasonably reddened ears and cheeks after Vantes talked to him.
He was called whipped for the other streamer by the minute but also their fight back then getting brought back up to the surface, people in his stream chat telling them to just quote on quote 'make up and make out'.
And that all had kept his mind busy as fuck.
It shouldn't, it was all petty shit anyways, nothing that serious that should keep his thoughts running. But he couldn't help it.
Should he reach out to him and try to talk it out? Should he just keep appearing in streams with him until people or even the both of them forget that they had a disagreement in the first place? Or should he just ignore and move on?
It all made big red question marks in his head until his eyes were too heavy to keep themselves open, slowly but surely drifting into unconsciousness but waking up with the exact same mind.
So after he gave a farewell to his viewers today, not loosing a word about the situation that had kept his mind running or adressing any questions regarding it from his chat, he went to work out, to get some sweat out of his pores and maybe his endless thoughts would melt out with it.
He felt a bead of sweat dribble down his temple, taking the hem of his shirt lifting it up to dry it off before deciding to just take it off completely, along with his shorts and underwear, air around him cold as it hit his still hot skin.
Feeling more refreshed than anything with not a wet, smelly piece of fabric sticking to his also drenched skin -- honestly the worst and best feeling simultaneously.
