You wanted to punch something.

Your uncle's Taekwondo dojo wasn't in the country, and you doubted Jin would let you leave to go train somewhere else. It left you restless. You needed the extra training now more than ever. The threats you were getting weren't from school bullies, like before. Sooner or later you'd have to face the person threatening you at the castle. Were you strong enough?

You wandered around the castle, passing the fencing room where you had met Jungkook and Jimin. The blue padded floors reminded you of your uncle's dojo, and it even had that faint musty sweat smell you loved. You bounced around on the floor, imagining yourself in his class again. His charming crooked smile and the way he yelled every command during class; those long hours after classes when he made you practice extra because you were his "favorite niece."

He must have known you'd end up here. That's why he trained you so hard.

You looked around. With no one watching, you went into the last poomsae he taught you - a series of kicks, punches, and moves to fight off multiple opponents. Blood pumped through your veins and everything around you was clearer and you felt your heart beat in your chest.

At the end of your poomsae, you bowed and turned around.

Jungkook was standing in the doorway, smirking.

"What do you want?" you muttered, trying not to be embarrassed.

"Taekwondo?" he asked, walking to meet you on the floor. "I studied that myself for a few years. You have a decent form."

You rolled your eyes. "What do you mean decent? I was top of my class."

"Oh? Is that so? Then perhaps you want to show me what you got?"

When he got close enough to you, you pinched his nose between your fingers.

"I wouldn't want to ruin your face." you said, shaking his face back and forth.

You started to walk away, but he grabbed your arm and swept his foot under you. You hit the ground, caught off guard.

He leaned over you, grinning. "Top of your class, eh? Must have been a really small class."

He took a few steps back as you jumped to your feet. He held his hands out at his sides, waiting. You glared at him. He laughed and went into a fighting stance, bouncing around you on the mat.

All right. If he wanted to play...

You stepped forward, sending a roundhouse kick into his side. You only used half your power since neither of you had on protective gear, but even your half strength had an edge to it and you could tell he was surprised by the blow. His open mouth turned into a shifty grin as he returned with a spinning round kick.

You took a few steps back, clearing the kick, and returned with another side kick. He caught it, hooking it in his arm and coming in with a punch to your stomach. It wasn't as hard a punch as it could have been. He was holding back his full power like you were. How strong was he, really?

Getting too close to each other, he wrapped his arms around you in a type of hug. It was a common move in Taekwondo sparring, but it felt different with Jungkook doing it.

"Not bad," he admitted.

You shrugged him off. "Not done yet."

You tried to do a spinning hook kick to his face, but he dodged it and came at you with a double side kick to the waist and shoulder. You grunted out of frustration and tried to return the favor, but he blocked your kick and snapped a front kick into your stomach. You tumbled backwards, hitting the floor.

He jumped down and straddled you, putting one knee on each side and pinning down your arms. He grinned from ear to ear.

"Looks like you lost." he taunted, hovering above you. "Maybe next time."

You huffed. "You want to know a secret?"

He lifted an eyebrow.

You leaned forward. "I also took Jujitsu."

You bucked your hips, sending him forward. In a moment he was flipped under you. You crawled up and swung your legs over his neck, then grabbed his arm and put it between your knees into an arm bar. He groaned in pain, tapping the floor.

"I tap! I tap! Let go, let go, let go!"

You rolled backwards off him, sitting on the floor cross legged. He sat up, rubbing his elbow.

"That was fun." you said, catching your breath.

You laughed, earning a smile from him.

"You enjoy injuring me?" he asked.

"Why wouldn't I? You enjoy torturing me."

He put on arm on his knee and leaned in towards you. "True. And I'm going to enjoy torturing you for a long time."

You stopped breathing for a moment. His sharp, playful eyes pierced through you for a moment, then he got to his feet.

"Until the next round, [Y/N]."

He grinned and left the trainingroom. 

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A/N: Two kissing Jungkook gifs in a row. Hope no one died.

Who do you want in the next deleted scene?

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