Day five of hell week just ended and I am just sweating through my clothes after cooling down with of cardio inducing run. We were called in to huddle and form a circle. Jimin collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily as he flicks his hair back and he tilt his face towards the orange tinted sky.

"Help, I'm dying.." Was what he said, wasting his supposedly last breath.

Jin pushes him to sit beside him, also catching his breath, "Want me to help you die faster?"

"Shut up, hyung. I'm seriously dying." Jimin pushes Taehyung with not enough strength left. "I can't feel my legs..."

"Let me feel it for you." Taehyung brings both of his hands up and grinned, wiggling his brows in a suggestive manner.

"Goddamn it, Taehyung. I'm not in the mood for your bisexual ass." Jimin replied by shrugging Taehyung off.

I wanted to make fun of them but who was I to do that when I also felt the same. My chest heaved up and down as I catch onto my breath, heart pounding through my ears, I could feel it thumping inside my chest. I began to wonder how mad my Dad will get if he finds out what I've been doing the whole week, that I've been doing the things he specifically warned me to stay clear off. I wonder if he knows his daughter enough to trust her in a one week boot camp training with a baseball team full of boys. If he finds out about this, I'm pretty sure my life would end right away. He wouldn't just get mad. He'll be furious. I disobeyed him and lied to him. I've never lied to him. Okay, maybe I did but not this big.

"Ohhh. I'm paralyzed from the waist down.. I might not be able to use even my fingers at this rate." Yoongi said and collapsed on the grass face down as if he just had his last breath.

"And that's so bad because?" Jimin questioned. "You never do anything anyway so what's the big deal about not being able to use your fingers?"

Yoongi gave him a dead stare through the wet fringes that hung down over his eyes. "I see that you are not enlightened yet."

Then Hoseok sits beside me. He put a hand on my shoulder in a friendly way, "Hey, you okay? That was something, right?" He added with a laugh that made my heart hurt a little.

I lift my head up and see Jungkook across me, our eyes met and he tried to smile? It was hard for me to understand why he would even smile at me so I stared at him for five seconds and then when we both felt awkward, we just looked away from each other and acted indifferent. I nodded my head at Hoseok and then the Coach instructed us to begin the cool down stretch.

As captain, Jungkook took his place in front with the vice captain beside him, Jin. They look cool. Jungkook doesn't piss me off as much as he did before but you can say there are some times when he's being a little shit like when he makes me run and chase after the ball on purpose when he's PMS-ing. I think he still holds a grudge because I hit his head with a bat that one time.

"Stretch is important boys and girl!" Jimin chirped because he was the best and is the best.

"So, how's the week so far, Vee?" Namjoon asked.

"Are we really going to have this talk right now?" I questioned while struggling to keep my hamstrings in one piece.

"He's the worst at picking timings." Hoseok chuckled and Namjoon looked kind of embarrassed so I felt bad.

"I mean it's not the worst.." I added to make Namjoon feel better, adding a smile his way too. "I'm getting used to it. Thanks to you guys."

"Awww. I'm soft." Taehyung cooed. "But you're actually not bad yourself, Vee."

"What do you think, Jungkook?" Hoseok turned to Jungkook's direction while we were doing the last stretch pose.

All are focused on Jungkook. They're testing him to see if he'll still say something bad about me. I can see that he is a bit pressured but he managed to keep his cool. A little too cool thought as he stood up straight and stretched his neck from side to side.

"She's not so bad." Jungkook said and shrugged his shoulders, making Yoongi unable to hide a gummy smile just like everyone else.

"What?" Jungkook reacted when he noticed the other guys turning their backs around because they couldn't hold onto their grins any longer.

"Oh nothing, bad boy." Yoongi grazed his finger tips gently over Jungkook's shirt while giving him a racy stare.

Jungkook quickly shrugged Yoongi off. "I think I'm going to need to shower for one hour after that."

"I'll come with!" Yoongi kept on teasing Jungkook. "Or you want Vee to come with?"

Both Jungkook and I blushed at the same time, avoiding each other's eyes. A reaction that Yoongi succeeded in getting out of us. The other guys groaned and did not like Yoongi's kind of joke but he didn't give a damn. He liked it. Case closed.

"Great. You just made them more awkward with each other." Jin commented as we dispersed and headed back.

Yoongi just shrugged his shoulders, "Awkward? Nah. A little push is what they need."

Yoongi sped up and pushed my back. My mouth formed an O-shape as my feet got tangled with each other and the next thing I know I am falling forward on Jungkook who was walking in front of me. Yoongi fashioned a little evil smirk as he casually walked past the mess he made while Jin just shook his head. I fell on Jungkook's back, eyes closed and afraid to see his face since I know he'll be furious.

"Aren't you getting up?" Jungkook grumbled and that made my eyes shot open. I quickly pulled myself off him and helped him up.

"I'm so sorry. Someone pushed me." I explained and then I saw the fresh blood from his badly scraped skin. Unconsciously, I grabbed his arm, "You have a wound."

"I-I'm fine. I'm not going to die from a small wound." Jungkook scoffed as he pulled his arm back then walked inside.

I followed after him while having a little distance between. Everyone was already seated around the table and waiting for dinner to be served. Everyone was so busy talking that no one really noticed us coming in so late until I heard someone take notice of Jungkook's wound.

"Hey, where did you get this?" Namjoon asked Jungkook, concerned. "It looks bad."

"It was my fault." I admitted and Jungkook looked annoyed as I did. "I kinda tripped on something and I fell on Jungkook. He might've scraped his arm on a rock when I fell on him earlier.."

"You should let Vee treat your wound, Jungkook." Yoongi said as if he had nothing to do with the accident himself.

"It's not a big deal." Jungkook groaned but still the team was concerned so Jimin and Taehyung pulled him out of his seat and took him to the common space out of the dining hall.

I asked the lady in the kitchen for a first aid kit and went to Jungkook. He had his face away from me as I sat down beside him. I hesitated to touch his skin at first since my hands are so cold for reasons I don't know. Jungkook hissed the moment I started to clean his wound.

"Sorry." I squeaked and panicked a little when Jungkook grabbed my hand that was holding the tweezer.

"Why are your hands so cold?" He asked as he let go of my hand. I didn't answer and just continued to wipe away some blood and debris from his wounded skin. Jungkook stayed still until I was done and applied a bandage over it. He looked at me and then at bandage over his forearm. "It really wasn't a big deal. But thanks."

"It was my fault. I'm sorry."  I stood up after him.

"Stop saying sorry. I already said it's okay." Jungkook sounded grumpy again as he turned to face me.

"But I still feel responsible for—"

"You never shut up, do you?" His hand was over my mouth and he was so close to me. Literally, inches apart. I looked nervously at his eyes and my heart started beating hard. "If you don't shut up, I'll make you so don't make me repeat the thingsI say. Do we have an understanding?"

I nodded my head and he removed his hand over my mouth. "I'm just going to my room to change quickly. You guys better not start dinner without me."

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| Jungkook;

The moment I turned my back on her, I couldn't help but crack a smile. I felt my chest and felt my heart racing inside. I took in a breath and leaned against the door of my room. "I was so cool."

author's note;
Heyyy, sorry the updates are taking like a decade lol but I'm working on it 😉