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Chance Ball | jjk

Summary: A pair of infamous volleyball rivals are paired together and with their shared goal of winning gold in the Olympics, they might just become friends or even something more.

Genre: smut, angst, beach volleyball!au, friend to lovers

Length: 11k

Moodboard: @petrimyg ; thank you for hyping me up when i’m, doubting myself!!

A/N: hi kids, it’s me your local writer who always writes her own prompts and dreams,, my dream the last few months is enemies to lovers jungkook but throwing in some beach volleyball so my man is wearing as little clothing as possible, i guess you can thank my perverted mind for this thicc hunk of a fic.

“What are you doing on my court?” Jeongguk ran a hand through his hair, his gaze meeting yours and making your face heat up. He didn’t wait for an answer, barging past you with a smirk, “you should leave before I get really angry.”

You turned and grabbed his wrist, “I’m not leaving, the Coach told us to come to Gym1 to hear the brief about the new season.” He frowned, and you tried to stop the smile that faltered on your lips from proving him wrong.

A low rumble of a laugh caused you to turn and see Namjoon smiling at you, the sight of his dimples was a huge comfort, making your racing heart begin to slow down. The elder player stepped in front of you, looking at Jeongguk with a disapproving stare, “don’t pick fights kid.” Jeongguk pouted and mumbled an apology, his cheeks were dusted with red and you smiled to yourself, because underneath all his bravado and rude comments he was still the same shy boy.

The same kid who had debuted the same year as you, stumbling towards you with teary eyes as he asked how you were so calm. It was easy to forget how he used to be and Jeongguk made sure everyone perceived him as the being one of the top spikers in the world and not the shy boy who hadn’t made it past the first round of qualifiers.

You shook your head, realising you needed to find someone to do warm-ups with. Luckily Namjoon seemed to have noticed your problem, holding out a volleyball to you, “want to warm up with the team?”

You nodded with a smile, Namjoon was the captain of the men’s Korean volleyball team and always kept an eye on you when Jin wasn’t around. You got on well with most of the boys in the various teams with Jeongguk being the exception.

Namjoon wrapped his arm around your shoulder, guiding you towards the small part of his team that had arrived on time. He saw you look at Jeongguk chatting with Taehyung, the team’s ace and you felt your pace slow which Namjoon noticed and stopped so he could look you in the eyes.

“He’s a huge fan of yours,” your eyebrows knit together in confusion but Namjoon shook his head as if warning you that he wasn’t going to reveal any more. “Just give him a chance, you’re kindness is stronger than any childish grudge.”

The warm-up was different from usual, with you running around and collecting stray balls from spikes instead of actually playing. Usually, you would be in the midst of the players, spiking to your heart’s content and receiving until your forearms were red and stinging. It was the best feeling, knees aching from slamming into the floor and eyes sparkling with the adrenaline that coursed through your body.

But today was different because of Jeon Jeongguk, who seemed to be on top form, sprinting across the court to receive and making grunts that seemed almost comical due to their volume. He seemed full of energy and as you watched him, you wondered who he was going to be paired with this year, as Jeongguk had been playing for America for the past seasons, in what he had called a ‘soul-seeking’ mission having won gold in the last Olympics. It was true that he had returned with techniques that you, in the Korean sector were amazed by and an abundance of energy.

Now that he had returned, Jeongguk seemed to have shed the nervous exterior and was cockier than ever. You wondered if the rumours were true and that he’d found himself a girlfriend, it had been a massive media scandal with photos of the two seemed to be on every media platform you went onto. The only scandal you’d had was when you changed sponsors from Redbull to Nike.

Unlike Jeongguk who apparently dated bikini models, you tried to keep to other volleyball players knowing that like you, they would want to avoid unwanted media coverage. That was possibly the main problem you had with Jeongguk, as you knew that growing up in the media’s eyes it often seemed hard to hide who you were dating but he seemed to relish in the attention.

“Oy airhead,” Jeongguk was standing inches away from your face, you could feel his breath against your cheeks and you flinched causing him to smirk, “the coach just told everyone to gather on the top court.”

You blinked in surprise, about to thank him for warning you, only to notice Jeongguk had walked away to join his friends. Usually, you would have Jin to keep you company, and although you had friends in other teams, competing with a partner meant that now he had retired, you were alone.

“Wow just look at her, it’s hard to believe that she is gold medallist material,” your head turned to see Jeongguk grinning at you, elbowing Taehyung whilst pointing at you. You frowned at him, watching Jimin wave his hands in the air as if trying to prevent a fight, “poor thing so lost without her partner to carry her into the finals.”

“Being mean doesn’t suit you Gukkie,” you replied, glaring at your feet as you wondered what made him like this. You saw him smiling and laughing with the other teams, messing around as if he didn’t have a care in the world but the second he saw you looking over he would frown.

The coach blew his whistle, striding to stand between you and Jeongguk with a frown, “Jeongguk stop starting fights,” the entire volleyball team fell silent and waited for the punishment he was about to set you and Jeongguk. Instead, coach smiled, placing a hand on both of your shoulders, “especially not with your new partner.”

“Do you think the kid could at least try and pretend he’s not showing off?” Yoongi was talking to Hoseok, his partner, in a whisper that was aimed to embarrass Jeongguk by being loud enough for the boy who was playing across the net to hear.

Jeongguk was fuming at Yoongi’s comments and turned to see if you’d heard, instead he watched you receive one of Hoseok’s famous spikes at a point blank range. The taller boy ground his teeth together as he tried to suppress the awe at your play, his success rate of receiving those spikes was low and to see you do it with what looked like such ease was annoying.

But your laughter broke him from his fuming as you held two fingers to your chest, “Hobi, you might have just broken my fingers with that damn star spike.” Hoseok laughed and Yoongi clapped his partner on the back, depicting the image of a perfect volleyball duo. Jeongguk glanced over to you and grunted something like, ‘leave the receiving to me’.

The gym was filled with the sound of new shoes squeaking and joining the chorus of grunts and calls, Jeongguk had begun to amp up his game, “Mine!” He called as he received Yoongi’s serve and passed it to you, watching as jumped impossibly high and spiked it into the ground.

“Nice kill!” Yoongi went to retrieve the ball and you jogged over to Jeongguk hoping that you had managed to break the ice with your old friend, but his frown seemed to be even deeper set in his brows.

You glanced over at Namjoon, summoning his courage and placed your hand on Jeongguk’s shoulder, which he quickly shrugged off, “I can see you’re tired and that’s because you’re screaming for every ball like you’re solo and throwing yourself in front of balls that are clearly mine.” You paused and recoiled back slightly as you noticed the dark look in his eyes, quickly you smiled at him, “we’re playing a team that has been together for years, but I think we’re going to get gold if you just push aside your hatred of me and we work together!”

It was a speech very similar to one Jin had delivered to you when you had first been placed with him, although he had delivered it better, making it sound less like a lecture and more like a pep-talk. At the time you were acting out because it was your first season and having been paired with Jin, a more experienced player, you felt like you would be letting him down.

But you knew Jeongguk’s attitude probably didn’t stem from the same fear, maybe that’s why he rolled his eyes at you and walked away without a word to signify he even felt like cooperating.

“Yoongi let’s go all out,” Hoseok called to his partner and you nodded in agreement, well aware that the male duo had been holding back to try and help you form a bond or even an agreement with Jeongguk. Hoseok gave you a concerned smile but you just grinned at him, you were going to make your haphazard teamwork using Jeongguk’s unrivalled raw talent and your honed skills to get you to that podium with a gold medal around your neck.

Although at present, the boys were thrashing you. The scoreboard stood at 13 points to them and none to you and Jeongguk, likely because you were jumping into each other and squabbling over who got to receive the ball after both calling ‘mine’.

Jeongguk was serving, performing a jump serve that would not have looked as professional in the sand, but you kept quite watching Yoongi just manage to keep the ball up, sending it back to you as a chance ball. “Mine!” You yelled, running underneath it as if to set to Jeongguk who had begun to run to the net for a spike and with a flick of your wrist you sent the ball over the net and onto the floor as a dump.

Usually, you would have just been accommodating to your partner, sending them the ball to spike but you felt like reminding Jeongguk that you also played volleyball at the same level as him – he’d been treating you like a child for too long. The looks on Hoseok and Yoongi’s faces as they watched the silent exchange between you and your partner were priceless, as they tried to hide the knowing smiles as Jeongguk stomped his foot before launching into a lecture about how dumps are not a good play.

Standing calmly, arms on hips you just smiled at him and placed a hand on his shoulder, “But it got us the point.”

“Yes, but what I’m saying is that a dump is not an honest play.” Jeongguk sighed when you tilted your head in confusion at his wording, “Fine, do you feel good getting that point?”

“Yeah, it’s the first one we’ve scored to their 13.” Jeongguk threw his hands in the air as if wondering why he’d even tried and you grinned, “for a boy surrounded by gossip and scandals you sure are determined to have a clean volleyball record. Stop sweating the small stuff babe.”

“How about we win before you try and lecture me.” With a straight-faced delivery, Jeongguk had managed to remind you of the desolate situation you had found yourself in, “and don’t call me babe.”

“Rematch!” Jeongguk yelled, straightening up from where he had been hunched over panting to point at Yoongi, “Come on old man, you scared I’ll crush your ass?”

You sat watching your partner act like he was playing alone, you were having to tape your fingers to compress and hoping they wouldn’t be too damaged from having received Hoseok’s spikes. You fiddled with the sticky sides and wrapped them as best you could.

A pale hand landed on top of yours, pulling it towards him. Yoongi shook his head at your futile attempts to wrap your fingers, “you need to bind them, not just wrap them casually.” He began to wrap them properly, both of you ignoring the onslaught of Jeongguk’s insults for the male pair’s refusal to a rematch.

You winced as Yoongi used the tape, laughing as you tried to pull your fingers away, “Young fingers like mine don’t need to be bound like your old man hands.” He rolled his eyes and loosened the tape slightly finishing off and giving you a wide smile.

“Is she still not taking care of herself?” A hand landed on your shoulder and you felt your back straighten whilst you began to smile at the sound of his voice, turning to find Jin grinning down at you. “Someone looks like they’ve been missing me, although if I look at the last text you sent me I can be certain it said something about me being a frail old man.”

You grinned and went to hold his callused hands in your own, “Missed you and your old man jokes, Yoongi just doesn’t live up to the grand old age he is.” You could feel Yoongi glaring at your back but you were busy admiring the luminous pink shoes that Jin was wearing with a slightly appalled expression.

He caught it and placed a foot on the bench next to you, and for a second you were worried he was trying to blind you with the ghastly colour. Jin laughed, “I might have been forced to retire but my fans will not forget me when I’m standing court-side wearing these spotlights!”

“Your fans will be busy shielding their eyes from the neon atrocities on your feet,” you replied, pushing his foot off the bench as if to prove your point. But the second his two feet were firm on the ground again, Jin’s expression changed and become more serious.

He pointed to Jeongguk and gave you what you could only assume was a pained, sorry look, “how is the feisty genius?” You suppressed your laugh at the nickname everyone in the team had adapted for Jeongguk who was always described as a ‘volleyball genius’ in interviews, no one was really sure what that meant but it sounded good and stuck.

“He’s,” you turned to find him squabbling with Yoongi like a child, bouncing the ball on the floor as if he was preparing to do a jump serve, “he’s feisty.” In reality, he was so much more than that, and you knew Jin had most likely been watching from the beginning of training until your match with the lethal male duo of Yoongi and Hoseok.

“Want me to show him how it’s done?”

“Show me how what’s done?” Jeongguk was standing behind you, he placed a hand firmly on your shoulder and took a step over the bench to stand slightly in front of you. That didn’t mean you couldn’t see the smirk on his face as he spoke, “you want to show me how to break my ankle beyond repair? Or how to carry this one to a gold medal in the Olympics?”

You gasped and leapt to your feet, rage filling your head so quickly you had no idea what you were going to, just that he had stepped out of line for the last time and as you went to punch him a hand grabbed your arm, “don’t be stupid,” Jin smiled down at you and continued to speak to Jeongguk, “I wanted to show you how to play with Y/N so you’re using her full strength instead of forcing her to become a burden.”

Jeongguk took a step back, eyes wide as they moved from your clenched fists, your furious gaze and Jin’s arms that was looped in your arm, he seemed shocked and suddenly all the fire dissipated as he sat on his seat, “Show me then, how well a duo who fuck each other can play.”

Jin continued to walk ahead, calling to Yoongi to explain his plan and you could faintly hear him explain that he could play for a few points without risking further injuring his ankle. But Jeongguk’s words swam around your head, and you felt so angry that tears began to well in your eyes.

“I never fucked Jin,” you managed to grit out between your clenched teeth, “stop acting like a baby and watch.”

Playing with Jin was as easy as breathing, he became an extra limb to you as together you smashed ball after ball over the net. The difference in how you played was clear and quickly a crowd had formed where Jeongguk was sitting to watch you and Jin play drawn to the surprising silence on the court instead of the loud shouts of earlier. Jeongguk realised that the trust you had with Jin was so strong that you didn’t need to tell him where to go because you acted cooperatively with each other, performing moves that were called legendary for good reasons.

It was not that you were less enthusiastic than you had been with Jeongguk but that the trust you shared with Jin seemed incomparable to anything anyone had ever seen before. Yoongi and Hoseok had played against you and Jin many times before and were always discussing how they could develop a bond like yours, it was almost magical to watch..

After winning the quick match, being the first pair to score 25 points, you turned to where Jeongguk had been sitting to ask him what he thought and if he was ready to understand the differences in team play and pair play. But he was gone and turning to Jin, you smiled and he nodded, knowing that you were going to chase after him no matter what he warned.

“Looks like he’s not your partner but someone for you to babysit,” Yoongi laughed, watching you pull on your hoodie, turning to laugh at his joke before looking at him with a warning in your hardened expression.

“Don’t tease him anymore, he’s my partner and I believe in him and us!”

Turning back you saw Jeongguk standing in the doorway of the gym, looking at you with wide eyes swimming with emotions you were too far to decipher and as you moved towards his direction, he turned and sprinted away.

Jeongguk had heard you standing up for him and you wondered when the last time someone had shown him genuine belief. He had been bouncing around from team to team and you doubted he had made any bonds as deep as the one you shared with Jin after 4 years of playing together.

Yoongi was looking at you triumphantly and you scrunched your nose at him before laughing slightly in exasperation at your situation, “Fine, maybe he can be a kid sometimes.”

The beach bar was always full of players early in the morning as they prepared for the upcoming day of training by drinking their protein shakes in the shade and gossiping about the latecomers.

“I bet she asks for a new partner by the end of this week,” Hoseok placed ₩30,000 on the table, knowing he wasn’t going to be the only person who had an opinion about what was going to happen with Jeongguk and you.

Taehyung laughed and slammed his hand into the table, “bet they stay together and end up fucking within the month.” He pulled his fist back to reveal he had also placed ₩30,000 on top of Hoseok’s and the boys all sighed at the middle blocker’s attitude towards you.

Namjoon looked at Taehyung in confusion, “aren’t you meant to be-” Namjoon stopped as he tried to find the words to describe the relationship, “-with her Tae?”

“Say it.” Taehyung crossed his arms and placed them on the table, tilting his head with a grin as he waited for Namjoon’s reply. The chance to embarrass Namjoon was very rare and Taehyung couldn’t just let his captain always feel safe, so he took every chance he had to poke fun at him.

Namjoon felt his cheeks heat up, as he glared at the younger boy, “whatever you are, I think it will take longer,” the elder boy placed his money on top of the pile, “once they pass qualifiers. ”

“Give who six months?” The boys jumped having been caught betting but it was just Yoongi who placed an arm over Namjoon’s shoulders as he sat down, “the disastrous duo have already started training.”

“They need it,” Hoseok shook his head with a laugh, his smile widening as everyone laughed in agreement. The group decided to head towards the courts, chatting about the training they needed to get in and the anticipation they felt towards seeing if you and Jeongguk would manage to work together.

Jeongguk was shouting at you from across the net and the boys watched as you completed serve after serve directed at him to receive, “I said I’m sorry!” He shouted but you continued, finally landing a direct hit to his face causing you to stop your actions and stifle laughter as Jeongguk looked up at you, eyebrow twitching in anger.

“Apology accepted!” You replied, ducking under the net you offered him a hand from where he’d collapsed onto the ground, sweat dripping down the side of his face as he heaved breaths. Jeongguk took your hand and instead of using it to stand, he yanked you so hard you landed directly on his lap.

Jeongguk’s eyes widened in shock, his cheeks instantly colouring to look as if he’d got a sunburn across his cheeks and nose, he gritted his teeth and moved his hands to your back as he tried to move you, “you’re heavy.”

“Stop I’m swooning,” you replied, sarcasm dripping from your words as you stood and pushed him onto his back when he tried to stand again. The other volleyball players had begun filing onto the courts from the beach bar and you decided you weren’t in the mood to make a scene, although as you watched your coach march over you had a feeling he had other plans.

“Run two miles down the beach and be back in an hour. If I find you squabbling again, the punishment will be doubled.”

You nodded and quickly took off in a sprint hoping to escape having to jog next to Jeongguk, but he quickly caught up, elbowing you in the side before overtaking you with a laugh, “don’t get ahead of yourself.”

“Only thing I’m getting ahead of is you,” he laughed, feet kicking off the firm sand as you both fell silent, trainers splashing the sea water against your legs every time the waves washed up onto the sand. The beach that you trained on was not a popular destination for tourists and due to the large waves, ideal for surfing, you didn’t have to worry about running into anyone.

Instead, you let your the rhythm of your feet hitting the sand calm you down, Jeongguk had knocked on your door in the morning and brought you a coffee as a way to apologise for his behaviour the day before, but you had demanded for him to receive one hundred of your serves before you forgave him.

Watching Jeongguk’s back run ahead of you, you let your mind slip into thinking about him. You were only human after all, and not immune to his good looks especially when you had the biggest crush on him during your first year. He was different then, always anxious and very shy, often coming to you with trembling hands asking if you could hold them so you could absorb his shaking.

Although his personality had gotten worse, you definitely could appreciate what growing up had done to Jeongguk. On arrival from his trip to America, you had been shocked to see how much he had bulked up, thighs now looking strong enough to crush watermelons between them and you had noted that he’d managed to maintain a set of ripped abs that often were glimpsed as he landed from a jump.

It was a popular discussion on the volleyball chat, Taehyung and Jimin relentlessly teasing you and taking photos to send on the chat as if it were a Jeon Jeongguk fan page. Although the quality of the pictures were so good, you had mentioned that the boys should send them to Jeongguk’s official fan pages which they had found incredibly amusing.

However, the thoughts of Jeongguk’s muscular arms and thighs were constantly at the front of your mind, and you had a bad feeling if you weren’t too careful you would end up acting on them. Although maybe that was what was needed, to tell Jeongguk he was hot, maybe kiss and then it would be easy to get over the small fluttering of your heart and focus on whipping the team into a reasonable shape in time for qualifying.

Little did you know that your opportunity would be arising sooner than you thought.

“Gukkie you’re so dumb,” a yawn interrupted your words but Jeongguk still caught it, looking down at where your head was resting on his lap.

“Everything that comes out of your mouth is stupid,” he replied, surprising Taehyung and the few other boys who were sitting on the roof with you. Jeongguk’s hand was resting on your head, stroking it slightly and Yoongi turned to Hoseok to share a confused look.

“Jeon Jeongguk,” you grinned at him and stuck your tongue out before sitting up and stretching with a loud groan.

It was Jimin who figured the two of you must have been exhausted from the weeks of training and constant punishments that neither of you had any fight left. He quickly texted his revelation to the chat that did not have you or Jeongguk in it, where they had been monitoring your relationship and Taehyung replied that he was going to win the bet if this honeymoon phase continued.

The rooftop was cold but it was a tradition for the players to collect around the fire before the night of qualifiers and have a few drinks. However, you had come to the gathering already slightly drunk and upon seeing that the only free space was next to Jeongguk, you had laid down and placed your head on his lap.

“You know what I really want to do,” you asked, staring up at the sky before slouching into your seat wondering if it would be bad to rest your head on Jeongguk’s broad shoulders. But turning to look at him you noticed that he was looking embarrassed, cheeks flushed and eyes wide as he gulped.

“Are you flirting with Jeongguk?” Taehyung burst into laughter, and you looked at him in bewilderment.

“I want to do some training?” You paused and rethought how you had worded your question before laughing and looking back at Jeongguk who’s mouth was slightly ajar, “you thought to do as in have sex? I’m not shameless guys.”

You leapt to your feet in mock outrage, going to walk away when a hand catches your wrist in a strong grip and in one smooth move Jeongguk has pulled you onto his lap. It wasn’t the first time your heart had skipped a beat around him, but when he directed that crazy strength at you, a part of you enjoyed feeling completely helpless.

“Y/N! You’re all zoned out!” You blinked quickly as you shoved your thoughts of Jeongguk away, returning Taehyung’s worried gaze, “I didn’t mean to upset you!” You shook your head and smiled at your friend when he quickly changed the topic, “the next big party is in two months to celebrate the beginning of the semi-finals!”

The conversation quickly trailed off as they discussed how unfair it was that the big parties always happened around big, nerve-wracking events for the players. But you still felt slightly shaken by Jeongguk’s large hand resting on your hip and when he squeezed it to get your attention, you instinctively clenched your thighs forgetting he’d be able to feel that movement.

“You feeling okay?” He whispered, his breath was warm against your neck and you felt your hairs rising as you turned your head and went with your instincts, just this once. Jeongguk’s lips were soft in the brief second you had touched them with your own before drawing back and looking at him with wide eyes almost as surprised as his own.

“You’ve been working out, it suits you.” You moved your hand to squeeze his bicep before giving him a toothy grin as Jeongguk suddenly looked like he was 16 again. A young boy with hands that wouldn’t stop shaking because the crowd was much bigger than what he was used to and without thinking you held his hands in yours, “stop freaking out Guk.”

The other boys had gone silent in surprise at your interaction with Jeongguk and Jimin quickly piped up in the hopes of saving Jeongguk who seemed completely unable to communicate anymore. “She’s very liberal with her kisses! I’m sure everyone in the squad has been kissed on the cheek by Y/N, don’t overthink it!”

Jeongguk’s dazed out expression disappeared as he raised an eyebrow at you, as if waiting for you to disagree with what Jimin had just said, although aware that there was a difference between platonic kisses to the cheek and whatever a kiss on the lips might mean to you. But you stayed seated on his lap, tilting your head slightly in surprise when you saw a glint of metal hidden in Jeongguk’s hair, quickly moving his hair out of the way to display his now pierced ears.

“Pierced ears,” you nodded approvingly and Taehyung jumped to his feet in interest, resting his head on your shoulder as you both looked at the plethora of earring in Jeongguk’s ear. The silver hoops jingled slightly lining up on his lobe to three and in his cartilage two small diamonds sat next to each other and you couldn’t help the surprise at this. It felt like a physical reminder that Jeongguk wasn’t the boy you had once known, but this combination of many unexpected elements.

“A friend pierced them for me in America,” he muttered, moving the hair away from his hair to showcase the other side but you were already amusing yourself by fitting your little finger into the hoop and out of it; transfixed by the just how much they suited him.

“You’ve changed Gukkie,” you smiled at him, having jumped off his lap, you quickly faked a yawn and then smiled at the rest of the group, “I’m going to bed, the constant forfeits seem to have stolen my ability to drink and not feel sleepy.”

Jeongguk felt a smile spread across his face at your use of the word ‘sleepy’ and watched as you covered your mouth whilst yawning, nose slightly scrunched and he felt his heart skip a beat for probably the millionth time this evening.

Once you’d gone down, he stood up and didn’t even bother trying to explain where he was going or what he was trying to do because Jeongguk himself wasn’t sure, “go get her buddy.” Taehyung called before getting elbowed by Hoseok who was quickly losing hope in the bet he had so confidently made at the beginning of the week.

Practices proceeded for a few weeks, and Jeongguk and you improved, the semi-finals were nearing on the horizon and the pressure of winning gold had driven both of you to improve. The passes became smoother and Jeongguk finally began to accept that he was playing with you and therefore needed to cooperate. But one thing had been annoying him and that was you were never awake to go on morning runs with him and it was one of these mornings as he stood outside your door knocking that Taehyung opened the door, topless, with his lower half wrapped in a bedsheet.

Taehyung looked sheepishly at Jeongguk before grinning and leaning against the door, “if you’re looking for her than she’s already training, I think she mentioned she was going to lift some weights?”

“Of course I’m looking for her,” Jeongguk replied, shocked at the sight of his friend and watched as Taehyung pushed back his fringe and leant against the door waiting for Jeongguk to say something else but the younger boy shook his head and turned away and began to walk away. “She trains every morning?” He asked, turning to look at Taehyung as the statement finally sunk in.

The elder boy smiled and nodded, “you thought she got that good naturally?” Taehyung knew that was exactly what Jeongguk had thought. But it was the opposite, in fact when Jeongguk had been in America, a boy had been assigned to you for each week to make sure you weren’t overworking yourself. Making sure you were eating three full meals and getting enough calories as well as dragging you out of the gym or into bed after you’d fallen asleep on the sand having taken a water break.

“Maybe I did assume that it was all natural,” Jeongguk replied, kicking the sideboard in embarrassment. For him a lot of his strength and instinct was natural and the thought that you were out training every morning as well as keeping up with him during the day surprised him, a lot.

Jeongguk quickly bid Taehyung goodbye, jogging down the hallway towards where the communal gym was. He felt like an idiot and he wondered if Taehyung was trying not to laugh at him or if every morning Jeongguk had knocked on the door, Taehyung had heard and stayed in bed laughing to himself about how pathetic the younger boy was.

As his negative thoughts seemed to overwhelm him, Jeongguk finally reached the gym and opened the door with a large push to find you on the rowing machine, your top had turned a different colour from your sweat and Jeongguk felt like everything he knew about you was a lie.

Instead of joining in, he opened the door and quickly left because your partner suddenly felt like he had nothing to say apart from to sound angry and rude. And as he left, Jeongguk felt like he was also changing because before he would have shouted at you for letting Taehyung in your room but now he knew that there were more important things to focus on.

So Jeongguk went on his jog, alone.

As the weeks followed after that incident, Jeongguk became more alert to when it looked like you were overworking yourself like right now. You were panting, hands on your knees and doubled over after a few hours of training and drills and Jeongguk grabbed you by the shoulders, “we’re taking a water break!” He called to the Coach, who nodded and waved them away.

You were silent as you watched Jeongguk drink his water, before he fixed you with an angry glare, “why aren’t you drinking anything?” You shrugged and crossed your legs so you could watch the games that were going on and Jeongguk reached and hooking a finger under your chin, he turned your head towards him, “are you an idiot?”

“Are you done?” You asked, standing up and going to walk away before Jeongguk had grabbed you by your ankle causing you to turn and try to kick him off, “I’m fine Guk, let’s go. We have more to catch up on than everyone else.”

Suddenly it felt like the pieces were slotting into view as Jeongguk stood up and fixed you with a concerned look, “are you worried?”

“No dumbass.”

“Yes you are.”

“Olympic gold medallists don’t get worried.”

Jeongguk laughed at your outrageous statement, “that’s absurd and you know it.” He crouched slightly so he could look you dead in the eye, his eyes searching your own for the truth, “you can trust me.”

You smiled and curled your fingers into a fist as you tried to find the words to describe just how you were feeling, but it felt useless. You slumped into Jeongguk’s chest with a sigh, head resting against his collarbone as you finally let yourself breathe, “I have to train like this, if I don’t I’ll let you down.” You looked up into his eyes and Jeongguk gasped as he saw how they were watering, “I’ll let down Jin and his legacy.”

Your partner opened his mouth to disagree but you shook your head, “you don’t even like me because of our past and I don’t know how to change that Gukkie.” A tear rolled down your cheek, “I don’t know how to help you forgive me for whatever I did to upset you.”

You’d already got into the Olympics and only had 5 matches left, and he knew to lose trust now would be the end of his chances to win a gold medal with you.

Jeongguk felt like he had just been submerged in cold water, his movements felt heavy as he moved to wrap your figure that suddenly seemed so delicate and fragile in a hug, he couldn’t believe you had been shouldering this burden alone. “Let’s go home,” he murmured, before pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and moving to pick you up and sling you over his shoulders with ease.

He knew from your words that it was time to let the truth out into the open. Jeongguk had hidden it too long and he hoped that if you heard it now, you would be able to take it well and hopefully it would lift your spirits slightly. Although he did accept that it also held the capability to destroy your motivation in a different area but he was willing to take that risk; for you, he would always take a risk.

“Why are you standing so far away? Did I scare you?” you were sitting cross-legged on Jeongguk’s bed as he stood in the doorway fidgeting as if he had something to say but was too scared to go for it. The room was full of trophies and the walls covered in posters and pictures, looking around you tried to hide your smile at the sight of his Iron Man sheets that Jeongguk had placed you on and instead watched as he fidgeted. “Teammates must have trust, right?” Jeongguk watched you nod in confusion and he repeated the action to himself, as if assuring himself he was about to do the right thing, “I’ve been keeping a secret. Well-I-when you kissed me a few weeks ago it-there’s no way you could have known how it felt to me.” You tilted your head slightly and watched him walk towards you and sit on the end of the bed, sighing before trying to continue, “Y/N, I’ve wanted to kiss you since we debuted. I could easily call myself your biggest fan – I’ve kept up with all your interviews, watched all your tournaments on tape and fuck. Sorry, I must sound like a creep especially when I say I’ve been obsessed with you my entire adult life.” He laughed slightly and rubbed the back of his neck, “Just-I want so much more with you but I spoke to Tae and don’t use me or mess with me. I couldn’t-“ “Namjoon told me you were a fan,” you interrupted Jeongguk’s confession with what seemed to be an audible consciousness, “I should have actually listened. Gukkie, it is a bit creepy but I guess more surprising than anything.” You fell silent and he looked at you with wide eyes as you stood and looked as if you were going to walk away, instead you dipped down and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips and continued to walk towards the door. “What was that for?” He yelped, a hand raising to touch where your lips had made contact with his as a warm blush spread across his cheeks. “If you’re so clever, work it out.” Jeongguk leapt to his feet and grabbed you by your arm to swing you around, before wrapping an arm around your waist and dipping you to press a kiss against your lips. It was fast, as if he was worried at any second you were going to stop and as he pressed his soft lips to yours, over and over you let yourself melt into his grip. A hand landed on Jeongguk’s chest and gently pushed him away so you could gasp for breath before panting, “aren’t we moving a bit fast for you idealistic daydreams?” You had been thinking about sleeping with Jeongguk since you’d seen him that first day of training and that feeling had grown with each day you were around him so by now you felt almost unable to suppress it. But for him you did. The young shy boy you had cared for had grown into someone who could be described as having a feisty, confident and loud personality and yet you still loved both sides of him. So when Jeongguk cupped your face in his hands and shook his head, dipping his head down to press a quick kiss to your lips, “this is going at the perfect pace for me.” You knew you had chosen well. Especially when his eyes widened and he held you at an arm's length from himself, “b-but if you’re unsure then I can stop! But I can’t read your mind so you need to tell me!” The smile that spread across your face as you felt overwhelmed with affection for Jeongguk was infectious, causing him to laugh a little as you broke free of his grip and tackled him with a hug into the soft mattress beneath you. Jeongguk continued to plant kisses across your face, both of you laying on your side with your back near the edge of the mattress. But that was of little concern as you gazed into his dark brown eyes and felt so overwhelmed with happiness that you felt your eyes well up. In surprised you went to roll away, realising with a yelp that you were now falling off the bed. In the blink of an eye, Jeongguk had grabbed the back of your top and wrenched you onto his lap and a dishevelled heap. There was always a feeling of safety created when you were with him, and you realised it was because of his crazy strength that meant you felt protected as you rested your head against his chest and listened to his heart race. “A kiss,” you pouted, trying to hide the grin that spread as he pecked your lips on demand before wrapping you in a hug and pulling the blanket over your figures. You squirmed in disbelief that Jeongguk was stopping you from giving him all the affectionate you had been daydreaming about for the past few months. “You need rest,” he murmured and you could hear the smirk in his voice as he thought he had outsmarted you. It wasn’t the first time that Jeongguk had wrapped his arms around you to force you to get some rest and yet in light of recent news, you felt thoroughly loved and couldn’t help but to smile to yourself. “You need less of an attitude,” you yawned and nuzzled your head into his chest, allowing your body to soak in the warmth and radiance. Soon Jeongguk’s slow breaths and heartbeat had sent you to sleep; the most effective lullaby you had ever heard was one created by the boy who was in the process of stealing your heart. As you felt yourself fall asleep, Jeongguk was the main thing on your mind. His hatred of you must have been caused by something, some event and you vowed to ask him when you woke up after your forced nap. Although when you were this comfortable, you wondered if you would ever be able to wake up and leave the safety of Jeongguk’s arms.

"You know I've never wanted to fuck someone this badly before," Jeongguk ran his fingers across your stomach, your top had been pulled up whilst you were sleeping and now as the golden rays of the morning sun broke through the blinds, Jeongguk let himself touch every inch of your exposed soft skin.

It had been a week since he had first kissed you and there still hadn’t been much progress, on the whole, having sex idea, with training and other arrangements getting in the way.

Jeongguk wondered if the feelings that were stirring in his chest came from the fact that together you were both racing through the Olympics, winning each match by miles or because the girls of his dreams was finally laying in bed with him, wearing his boxers.

You stirred in your sleep, shivering slightly at the feeling of the duvet no longer covering your scarcely clothed figure before nuzzling your head into Jeongguk's lap. His back straightened as your head landed on his hardening dick, causing you to crack an eye open with an amused look, "Morning wood bothering you already?"

Jeongguk blinked as he tried to understand how he was meant to speak to you when you looked like such an angel, surrounded by the white sheets and your head nestled between his tanned thighs, Jeongguk swallowed hard as he felt his length pulse in excitement. He looked away from you as you pointed your toes and lifted your arms above your head to embrace his waist, mumbling, "you have no idea how much I want you."

You looked up at Jeongguk in interest, moving your head off his lap to pull off your top and sit wearing only a pair of his boxers opposite him, "want to show me kid?"

He spluttered and moved his hands so he was blocking out the lewd view of your body sitting in front of him, body begging to be taken in his strong hands and pleasured, "don't tease me!" Jeongguk squeezed his eyes shut, trying to give himself a moment to choose one of the many fantasies and dreams to plan how he was going to make you feel good.

A hand wrapped around his bicep and he looked down in surprise to watch as you pressed a kiss to the defined muscle, you looked up at him through thick lashes and then moved to his stomach, pushing Jeongguk into the bed you began to move his top up whilst unveiling more of his defined abs.

"Fuck," he watched you bite into your lip as you gazed at his body and then met his eyes, becoming embarrassed by your actions and swinging your legs so they were hanging off the bed. "I need a shower," you mumbled, pushing yourself off the bed only to be picked up and dumped back onto the mattress.

"You don't get to rile me up and then leave when you start to feel flustered," he laughed, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck whilst letting his fingers run up and down your sides. Jeongguk paused and inspected his boxers on you, images of volleyballs covered them and he stifled a laugh at the blush that had spread over your cheeks, "way to kill the mood."

You sat up and pouted, pulling his bedsheets around your figure, "It's not like there was a mood to kill with us about to fuck on your Iron Man bedsheets, kid."

"Don't call me a kid."

"What are you going to do about it," you grinned, "kid?", biting the inside of your cheek as you waited to see what provoking Jeongguk would win you in this little game you were playing to see if he really had the guts to fuck you.

A kiss was pressed to your lips, his large hands roaming up from your waist to cup one breast in his hand before he continued to move it. Jeongguk's hand paused under your chin, where he gave a quick squeeze to remind you that he was trying to assert himself before he pulled away from the kiss, "open wide."

If anyone asked you about Jeongguk's hands you would deny having ever looked at them in a way that was sexual. But that was far from the truth, how could you stop yourself from dreaming how good they would feel pinching your nipples, stroking your clit or inside you? Now as they rested on your tongue with Jeongguk watching you intensely, you decided you should appreciate them for all the times just the thought of them had made you cum.

Jeongguk's dick twitched at the feeling of your warm, wet tongue sliding around his fingers, sucking each one diligently before pulling away with a loud pop. "You have a thing for them don't you?" He smirked watching your eyes widen as you shook your head.

"W-Well you've stalked me for half a decade!" you blurted about to hide your head in shame when Jeongguk pushed you slowly onto your back, pulling his boxers that you had been wearing, down and off your legs before he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh.

"So you wouldn't want me to finger you then?" Jeongguk asked, licking his fingers again before rummaging around in his draw to find a bottle of his favourite, strawberry flavoured lube squirting a generous amount onto his fingers as he waited for you to answer. A sense of pride filled him as he realised he had the upper hand, you were no longer calling him ‘kid’ as well as you being completely naked on his bed with your knees pressed together in an attempt to hide your heat from him. "Babe?"

"I wouldn't be angry if you did," you muttered, throwing your arm over your eyes so you wouldn't have to see that smug look on Jeongguk's face that you knew would be there.

"Guess that's the closest to a yes that I'm going to get," he replied, mainly to himself before he pried your thighs apart and ran a finger up and down your folds, admiring how wet you had become from very little work. Jeongguk knelt on the bed and pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, biting it slightly to draw a moan from you before he slid a finger into you.

Your hands turned to fists as you waited for him to begin to move before slowly opening an eye and looking at Jeongguk’s smirk,” sorry doll, I only fuck with consent.” Your smile spread at the thought of the boy who had been obsessing over you for years being able to stop himself and ask for proper permission.

Leaning up, aware that there was still a finger not yet filling you up the way you wanted, you pressed a kiss to his nose, “Yes Gukkie, I want you to fuck me.”

With that he pushed another finger in, letting out an appreciative groan at the feeling of your heat before beginning to scissor his fingers within you, a long drawn out moan left your lips as your walls clenched down on his finger and Jeongguk marvelled at the feeling of just how tight you were, before he pulled his finger out and inserted another one. Then as you became used to the scissoring motions he had started, to properly prepare your pussy for him, Jeongguk placed his mouth onto your clit, flicking his tongue against the ball of nerves to extract the best sounds he had ever heard.

"You taste fucking delicious."

"Aren't you using flavoured lube?"

Jeongguk stopped his actions and looked up at you, his mouth glistening slightly from your wetness as he smirked, "some food needs ketchup to taste truly amazing."

“My pussy is not a plate of fries you fucker!”

Jeongguk laughed and used your anger to move his hands to your thighs, pinning your legs down as you went to kick him in irritation, but you were quickly lost in the pleasure of his fingers and tongue as they continued their previous ministrations.

After what felt like hours you began to wriggle, "can I have your dick now?" The phrase sounded more erotic than it had in your head but you meant it as you knelt and watched him tear open the condom with his teeth and begin to roll the plastic down his long, hard length.

"One day I'm going to need that down my throat," you grinned at his startled expression and wondered for a second if he was going to cum, Jeongguk didn't but it was clear that he was dangerously close.

The room fell silent as Jeongguk looked at you and smiled, "are you sure this is okay?"

"Never been more certain Gukkie," you smiled back although it quickly turned into a grimace as he began to push inside you, your walls felt like they were going to rip and you wondered if you were going to stain his childish bedsheets. Jeongguk stilled once he was ball-deep, moving forward to capture your lips with his and ask with his eyes if it was okay to start moving.

You answered the question by grabbing his arm and squeezing, letting out a moan before grinding up into his dick. Jeongguk pulled his length out in one quick movement, leaving his head barely inside and poured an excessive amount of lube onto his dick before he pushed in again with a grunt.

A knock at the door interrupted you mid-moan and you both exchanged looks as Jeongguk placed a large palm over your mouth and continued to thrust, both of you listening to the repetitive knocks that could only belong to one person, Taehyung.

"If you're going to fuck can you not do it so early in the morning?" he asked through the door, "also Guk, she likes it when you pinch her nipples," you choked a laugh under Jeongguk's hand before listening to the sound of his footsteps becoming fainter and then a door slamming with a sense of relief.

You had broken things off with Taehyung the morning Jeongguk had found him in your dorm. The elder boy had listened to your weird feelings for your partner and told you to follow your heart, even if it meant he was going to lose the best fleshlight he'd ever used.

"We better finish up quickly," Jeongguk grunted, his thrusts starting up again as he pounded into you, fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in circles as he watched you arch your back into his hands. You still managed to fix him with a questioning look through your complete ecstasy and he smirked, "you only slept five hours last night and as your boyfriend, I must make sure you're in perfect health so we can fuck every day!"

“You skipped breakfast today which meant you went back on your promise to eat before morning practice,” Jeongguk had taken to scolding you like a mother if dared not look after your health but he tended to keep his affectionate worry behind doors. So speaking like this in front of Taehyung and Jimin who had been training with you was a surprise to you and the pair.

Taehyung pressed his palm to his mouth, looking at Jimin with wide eyes as he tried to convey his amusement at the scene that was playing out in front of them. Jeon Jeongguk, the boy they had thought would never settle down and care for anyone apart from himself and his big ego was looking after and standing up to you.

“I know you only had protein shakes yesterday.” Jeongguk fixed you with a hard stare, “so eat.” The boy turned to pull his rucksack off his shoulder and began to dig through it, producing a bento box that he placed into your hands.

With a smile you walked towards the benches, watching as Jeongguk’s friends began to tease him relentlessly asking if he could make them packed lunches as well. There was a weird feeling of déjà vu that seemed to follow your interactions with Jeongguk recently, usually, it was small events like him tying your shoelaces for you or wrapping you in a hug before a game.

This time as the feeling began to make your head swim with unease you easily sourced why you felt like you had lived through this exact same scenario before; Jin had quickly noticed that you tended to skip breakfast to run off to training and began to leave boxes of yoghurt and fruit on the bench for you.

When Jin had taken an interest in your well-being, you felt like it was almost his duty to you as a good partner but now every time Jeongguk made sure you slept at a normal time and ate enough food, your heart would race as if you had never experienced such care and tenderness before.

There were times you were tempted to purposefully not remember to bring your knee pads for indoor training or not fill up your water bottle to watch Jeongguk’s face morph in anger to resignation. He had quickly come to the realisation that if he wasn’t the one to complete a job, it probably wasn’t going to be completed.

“Looks like you’re the kid these days,” Taehyung laughed, eyes crinkling at the sight of Jeongguk looking so worried and thoughtful gazing down at you. Taehyung had already won the bet, but the elder boy was excited by the concept of your relationship with his best friend after witnessing on a daily basis the improvement to both of your characters.

You made a sound of disagreement before tackling Jeongguk in a headlock, “this little guy is still my kid.” You ruffled his hair as if to make a point, but Taehyung just pulled a face at the affection between you and shook his head.

“But you can’t fuck your kid sugarplum,” Jeongguk finally managed to get free of your grasp to pull a face at what Taehyung had just said before glancing over to you to see what you had to say.

“You do have a point there Tae,” you mused and Jeongguk finally kicked into action, dragging you over to your side of the court to get some more practice in before the qualifiers. As he dragged you, you grabbed one of his hands and placed it to your mouth, pressing a kiss to his palm and turning around to find Jeongguk looking at you in surprise you grinned, “you’re the cutest little bunny.”

“You’re so hot when you squeeze around my dick like that,” Jeongguk grunted, each thrust so hard you were sure the bed was going to break. Your last match was tomorrow, the final to decide if you were to stand on the podium with gold in your hands.

It was your decision to have sex, knowing that it could be the only thing with the power to calm Jeongguk’s nerves, even if just by a little bit. You were laying with him on top of you, your hands intertwined as you watched his face contort with pleasure, “I’m gonna cum babe- fuck.”

His hips stuttered before Jeongguk stilled inside you, bending his head he pressed a kiss to your lips before slowly pulling out, peeling the condom of his length and tying it before throwing it in the bin.

“Good work kid, you get a gold star,” you winked, opening your arms to try and get a hug before you both fell asleep, but Jeongguk had other plans as he hooked his arms under your thighs and pulled you, until your hips were on the edge of the bed.

Jeongguk was most definitely a giver in bed, and as he bit into your thigh, sucking at the flesh before looking up at you and wiggling his eyebrows, you couldn’t help but give the boy a show.

As his nips, licks and sucks moved up your thigh and to your heat, your back arched into his mouth, knowing that he wouldn’t stop his teasing and satisfied smirks until you had cum.

“Come on babe” Jeongguk’s voice was lower than usual, and the slight husk sent shivers down your back as he reached a hand up for you to suck. He laughed at how quickly you began to tighten around his other fingers, rocking your hips up into his mouth and finally your body began to tremble.

“Fuck I love you!”

Your eyes sprang open as the adrenaline wore off, pulling the covers over your form to look up nervously at Jeongguk who was still kneeling at the end of the bed, eyes wide and frozen in place.

There was a moment where you mused that you’d managed to kill him with the ‘L’ word, as both of you had managed to avoid saying it and now you’d gone and done it; the night before the finals.

“D-do you mean it?” Jeongguk questioned, slowly standing and perching on the edge of the bed, as if ready to sprint out if you were to say the wrong thing.

But as you sat there, thinking of all the times he had teased and bullied you and then to the times that he’d looked after you and protected you, it wasn’t hard to give an honest reply, “I do love you. Jeon Jeongguk, I love you, a lot.”

He moved up the bed, finally sitting next to you, “even after everything I’ve done?” Jeongguk watched you climb onto his lap, cupping his cheeks in your hands so you could force him to look you dead in the eye.

“You’re not that kid, who pretended to be a dick to hide his stalkerish crush,” with a grin you pressed a kiss on his lips, “you’re my partner and I had to move past all of that to trust you properly.”

Jeongguk chewed on his lip before swallowing and looking up, “I love you too, I just never thought there was a good time.” With a roll of your eyes at his usual overthinking, you wrapped your arms around his warm, golden torso.

“So you used to hate me,” you mused, leaning forward and resting your head on his shoulder, “am I allowed to know why?”

“But it’s stupid.”

“Yeah well, I was expecting that.”

“If you’re going to be rude I won’t tell you, ”Jeongguk pouted until you pressed a quick kiss to his lips and pretended to zip up your own, “well, when we trained together before debuting. I used to get teased for having a weaker spike than a girl because everyone knew that I admired how you played.”

He paused as if wondering if he should say the next bit until you nudged him, with a sigh and a glare Jeongguk continued, “okay so, I wouldn’t shut up about you and how you played. And then after all this teasing, we debuted at the same time and you won,” he paused again until you kissed his neck trying to comfort him as well as make him continue, “well, I got thrashed in my first match. So I called you my arch enemy so people wouldn’t tell me that you were out of my league anymore.”

There was something about the vulnerability that Jeongguk had just displayed that made you want to wrap him up in blankets and cuddle him forever. The boy had been carrying a burden that was so small but due his overthinking had become so heavy his only way to release it was to lash out at you. You felt like you and Jeongguk were much closer than before as he lay down next to you, your head still resting on his chest, listening to the soft thump of his heart wondering what the outcome of the final would be.

“I hope I don’t offend you by saying this was a surprising outcome!”

“Archenemies to gold winners!”

Jeongguk and you were sitting on the panel, shoulder to shoulder as multiple journalists and reporters shouted questions at the two of you. Underneath the table Jeongguk was holding your hand, squeezing it repeatedly as if he was making sure this wasn’t a dream.

You cleared your throat and the reporters silenced, “We worked very hard for this gold medal,” you paused and lifted Jeongguk’s hand to your lips, pressing a long kiss to it and trying to hide the smile at the shock on his face as well as the flash of the cameras.

“It was thanks to these talented hands that we were able to win! I’m very lucky to have Jeongguk as my partner!”

“-AND BOYFRIEND!” Taehyung shouted from the audience and you let out a heavy sigh as the bombarding of questions restarted, reporters desperately trying to get the newest scoop of the gold-winning pair.

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