⫣47⫦ Big vs. Small

Another Spoiler Alert for Heal Me!!!!

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Okay, maybe I do have mood swings like that of a toddler.I don't even manage to stay mad at Taehyung for an hour. It turns out both Jin and Yoongi happen to be amazing cooks, and I gobble down their prepared breakfast like I haven't eaten in days. And even though I told Hoseok not to apologize, he can't help himself as he keeps saying sorry. Not as much as Jungkook though, who still feels terrible about not being strong enough. He promises to train and work-out even harder. I soak up every second with them for the next two days. We do a lot of planning and scheming, preparing every possible scenario for the mayor's party next Friday. I sit and listen and gape at Namjoon as he comes up with situation after situation, explaining the best way to handle them. Nothing escapes his notice, his mind razor sharp like he can see everything flash in front of his eyes in perfect detail. His mind is absolutely stunning- he doesn't forget a single thing. We go through every profile of the suspects again, and more than once, Taehyung has to rip me out of my thoughts when I stare at the young face of Park Seo-joon, trying my best to remember where I had seen that face before, but the memory just doesn't want to surface. I stare at my father's profile just as much. Seeing my eyes in his face, remembering a thousand moments with him, good and bad, only to read all the data they collected about a man so ruthless and power-hungry, he must have been made up.

And of course there is my training with Jimin and Jungkook. After three rounds with Taehyung, Namjoon had forbidden him to train me- probably because we always ended up making out wildly on the training floor. Just his touch makes my body react, awakening that feeling inside and then there is no stopping us. Maybe it's better this way. I really do need to learn a lot as I find out just how good the maknae line is. It's Jungkook who teaches me the basics of hand-to-hand combat, trimming me until I can hardly keep on my feet, my body running with sweat and my entire body aching. I may be able to avoid some of his attacks, but once he gets a hold of me, I already lost, getting the breath knocked out of me when I hit the matt. But it's Jimin who gives me the best advice on how to use my speed and agility to my advantage. Where Jungkook is strong and aggressive, Jimin is fast.

And I mean really, bloody fast. I don't have time to blink before I'm on my ass as he uses gravity and my own body mass against me, pinning me to the ground in seconds and then showing me that sexy smirk of his.He moves so elegantly and gracefully, his white hair making him look like a sweet, innocent angel, but all that is just a front: as is his small frame. His body control is some next level shit, able to move so fast, he even seems to blur in front of me.

He then breaks down the moves, explaining to me how to hold myself, how to turn someone else's advantage such as height and strength against them by using fast but simple moves.I smirk, glancing to my left where Jungkook is doing some push ups. "So, are you telling me you can throw JK on his ass then?"Jimin smirks like the devil himself and his eyes sparkle at my challenging voice. "You don't think I can?", he purrs.I step a little closer, our noses almost touching.He is only a little taller than me as I raise my eyebrows with pursed lips, hands on my hips. "I believe it when I see it." He holds my eyes, still smirking when he suddenly calls: "Hey, JK, wanna show Lian here what a real fight looks like?" I turn in time to see Jungkook snap his head around, his eyes flying wide as he stops mid push up, his abs gleaming in the hot sun. Yummi..."What? JK is fighting Jimin!?" I hear Jin shout from the other side.

He, Hoseok and Yoongi had started doing some laps around the camp and just passed us when Jimin challenged Jungkook. They might not be the 'doers', but they have to keep themselves fit as well. Namjoon looks up from his place in the sun chair, the notebook in front of him abandoned on the floor as he he stands and joins us too. Hwasa would freak if she knew he as wearing those horrible sunglasses again!"Really?" He asked, while Yoongi comes to his side, grinning: "We haven't seen that in a long time. You think JK might finally win?"I gape in surprise. So Jimin wasn't joking."Nah, Jimin is still gonna kick his ass," Taehyung falls in, joining my side and wrapping an arm around my hips, pulling me close. He's been doing his own work out routine and his body is all hot and sweaty, driving me crazy and making me think very, very naughty things. I lean into him, bringing my hands around his topless middle and a thrill runs through me as I feel his body shudder at my touch. Jungkook has finally gotten over his initial shock and also comes over, towering over Jimin. He looks both nervous and excited as he glances down at him. It should be ridiculous to think that Jimin stood a chance, but the way he grins up at him tells a different story. Cocky and confident. "You sure, ChimChim?" Jimin steps closer, having to angle his head up to meet Jungkook's eyes, a spark in his eyes."Why? You're afraid they'll think you're the bottom if I put you on you ass?" I let out a choke, as do the others. But Jungkook is not in the mood to back down as he grabs Jimin and pulls him against him, angling his head down. For all his dirty talk, Jimin suddenly turns very quiet and blushes as his eyes dip down to Jungkook's lips as if they put him under a spell. He looks even tinier in the maknae's arms. "You wish. They'll never think that, no matter who ends up on top in this fight."

We all chuckle and then take seats around the little training area as Jungkook and Jimin get ready. "20 on Jimin," Jin suddenly shouts, lighting a cigarette, his purple hair hanging down his face and sweat still dripping down from the tips. Even sweaty he looks forbiddingly handsome. "30 on Jimin!" Hoseok yells and jumps up with a fist into the air, being his bubbly self again, making us laugh. "25 on Jimin," Yoongi calls, a boxy smile on his face and I almost tease him by making cat noises, but then Taehyung yells:" 30 on Jimin!""Nah, it's JK this time, you'll see. 30 on Jungkook," Namjoon announces, then lifts a beer to his lips. Taehyung pulls out a pack of cigarettes, puts one between my lips, then one for himself. He bends close as he lights it and whispers: "Because I know how much you enjoy things in you mouth." I nearly choke as I take the first drag, my heart racing at his words and the memory it calls into my head. He smirks like he knows exactly what he caused. "Lian!" Jungkook calls from the training matt, making me snap my head around. "Who are you gonna bet on? Me or Jimin?" He sounds absolutely sure of himself as he stands tall, arms crossed in front of him so that his muscly chest and strong biceps look even bigger. I smile at him like I'm absolutely impressed by him. "50!" I call, then whip my hand around to the tiny boy who was looking at his nails, seemingly completely at ease. "On Jimin," I finish. Jungkook puffs like he feels betrayed while Jimin winks at me. I turn to Taehyung. "You really think Jimin can win?"He laughs at the doubt in my voice. "You bet 50 on him, but don't think he can win?" "That's not what I mean, but have you seen JK? He's massive. How did Jimin beat him all this time?" "Because he's faster," Namjoon throws in, his eyes already on the couple as they take their fighting stance."Hmm, I don't know- Namjoon might be right. Jungkook has gotten a lot better since the last time they fought," Jin comments. Hoseok nods in agreement and Yoongi ads: "And he's been watching Jimin's every move since then, almost like he's been trying to learn all his tricks. I think Jimin might actually be at a disadvantage this time.""You said that last times too, Yoongi, and Jimin always won," Hoseok comments with a frown. There is no more time to discuss about their chances as Jin rises, holds up a bottle of Gin and shouts: "Ready, Set, Fight!" The tow boys explode into action.Jungkook goes straight for Jimin's middle in a powerful move, but Jimin dodges him just in time, spinning to the side on one foot like a dancer.

Jungkook growls, turns and strikes forward again, punching with his left, but the other boy catches his arm, and using Jungkook's strength, he directs the punch downwards, then twists his arm behind his back while twirling his body behind Jungkook. Kicking out his leg, he hits JK's ass and the other boy tumbles forward.This seems to agitate JK even more. He straightens and turns, his eyes only slits as he watches his grinning boyfriend. Jungkook attacks again and again. But every time I think he might actually land a punch, Jimin is already gone, avoiding a hit in the last second. "I told him to fight with his head, not his strength!" Namjoon huffs out, watching the fight intently. I stare at him. "How do you know so much about fighting?" He doesn't look away from the two boys even as he shrugs his shoulders."I read a lot about it. And my father used to watch boxing fights for hours when I was younger. And if Jungkook doesn't start to think with his head, he's gonna loose this fight. Or..."He squeezed his eyes, intently staring for another second before he let out an expulsive laugh, his eyes lighting up. "Ah.. I see now."I look back at them again, narrowing my eyes in concentration. See what? Jimin is clearly winning here. He is using those techniques he showed me earlier to beat JK's strength. Being able to put these moves to use as fast as lighting is his real triumph.Jungkook is already breathing hard, his strength slowly fading as Jimin still dances around him- playing with him. He knows it too, grinning and laughing as JK stumbles yet again. I feel kind of sorry for him, even as I marvel at Jimin's grace and speed. I have gotten to know them quiet well these past weeks, and I know Jungkook hates loosing- hates being weak too.

"Jungkookie!" Jimin now teases him, avoiding one of his heaps again. "You have to be faster to catch me!" Jimin sticks out his tongue and giggles, avoiding another fist coming for his middle while laughing brightly. "You know you can't beat me, babes! But it's sweet that you thought you could."He must not have seen the change in Jungkook's expression as he turns. Before, he looked angry and wild, punching with strength, but like Namjoon observed, without brain. Now he's grinning, his eyes glittering but calculative as he attacks Jimin. All we can do is stare in amazement as Jimin dances to the side, planning to escape the oncoming punch with an easy smile on his lips. But Jungkook pulls back in the last second, twisting his body and shooting out his hand to his right, grabbing Jimin on his upper arm.It's not that he was super fast, but Jimin had been too slow, too sure of his victory to pay attention.The smaller lets out a surprised yelp, his eyes flying wide as he tries to wriggle out of Jungkook's grip.

But we all know JK is like a bulldog: once he latches on, he doesn't let go. Jungkook suddenly pulls, twisting his body and Jimin can do nothing as Jungkook throws him on the matt like he's nothing more than a blanket, then kneels on top of him. There is a moment of utter silence, both of them are breathing hard, their chests almost touching. Jungkook has Jimin's hands trapped over his head, rendering the other boy useless as he stares up at him in absolute surprise. Lowering his head close to his defeated boyfriend, Jungkook says with a big, broad smile and through pants: "I've been watching you for a long time Jimin. I've always known I can't beat you with pure strength. You're too fast, too quick and too agile. You also know how to use someone else's strength to your own advantage. But do you know what you're weakness is? It's that you get too confident about winning, too cocky. All I had to do was make you think you were winning and you grew careless. You made it almost easy for me.And I finally, finally get to say it. I. Told. You. So."Jimin, for once, is speechless. And even if he had something to say, he couldn't, as Jungkook closes that space between them and kisses him like he forgot we are all watching. I can't rip my eyes away. Let other's judge me however they want, but watching two boys kiss like that is absolutely hot as fuck.And if there was any question left about who is the top in their relationship, it's obvious now as Jungkook takes full command of the kiss and has Jimin moaning in his mouth, wriggling under Jungkook's hold. One hand is still trapping Jimin wrist over his head, the other is buried in his white hair, pulling at it not too gently as he kisses him harder. "Okay, I really can't watch this!" Yoongi yelps as he already jumps up and leaves, closely followed by the others, but my eyes just wont obey as they are still focused on the two boys making out on the training floor. "You know," I suddenly hear a dark, rough voice whisper in my ear."I'm starting to think you like watching others make out." Hearing Taehyung's dark voice finally enables to make me look away and turn my head. He is only inches from me, dark amusement in his dark brown eyes and those sensual lips drawn up in a smirk."And what if I do?" He chuckles lowly, then grabs my chin and slowly turns my head back to Jungkook and Jimin. I swallow. Jungkook's hand has left Jimin's hair and found it's way under his shirt, exposing some of his skin as his large hand explores his body. His mouth has also left Jimin's lips, his face now buried in his Hyung's neck. I don't see what he is doing, but I know it's driving Jimin crazy, his eyes closed and his mouth parted. And Jimin's little moans- I get why Jungkook couldn't get enough of them. Taehyung has come around behind me, lowering his head. His breath is hot against my ear, sending little bolts of electricity all over my skin. "Then keep watching. As long as you know that I will be the only one who ever gets to touch you like that." There is possessiveness in both his voice and his statement and I shudder. That's when Jimin opens his eyes and sees both me and Taehyung watching. "Uhm, JK?" he pipes out as he pushes him away. Jungkook looks pretty confused as he stares at Jimin, his lips swollen, his eyes hooded with desire and want. "What?" Jimin only nods in out direction. Jungkook looks, then his mouth drops open as his eyes land on us. I wave, a little embarrassed, but also totally not sorry. "If you don't like being watched, don't make out in front of us, it's that simple," Tae says with a shrug of his shoulders. Jungkook still turns red and pushes off Jimin, taking him up with him so they both stand again. But it's Jimin who surprises me, looking at me as he puts his hands in his hips and tilts his head with pursed lips. "Who says I don't like being watched?" Jungkook makes a choking sound next to him, but I keep my eyes on Jimin with a grin of my own. Of all the members, Jimin feels the most like me. We can look cute and innocent, but beneath our skin hides a creature that is all about lust, want and debauchery. I feel like he understands me the most, like we are the same. I rise my eyebrows at him. "Convince that boyfriend of yours then and give me a call next time, okay?" He lets loose a sexy rumble of laughter. "Only if we get to watch too." "Dream on, Jimin!" Tae says before I have a chance to answer and drags me away. But not before I hear Jimin shout after me: "I'll convince mine, you convince yours!"

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I'm convinced!!!