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"Why have you been fighting again?!"

"You need to calm your temper, maknae."

"Why am I even doing this for you? I should let your cuts get infected and watch your face rot to pieces for the useless punches you probably sent out to that other damned maknae."

Suho watched as Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and D.O. scolded the maknae loudly. They didn't care if they were disturbing their neighbors, being harsh with their words, or in D.O's case, roughly pressing the alcohol swipes across Sehun's cuts. They just had to get their warnings through his thick skull.

Kai stood besides Suho with his hands in his pockets. Suho uprighted from his leaning position on the doorway and glanced at Kai.

"How's your waist?" He asked carefully.

Kai shrugged, "The aches are still there but it's healing."

Suho sighed. "You shouldn't be overworking yourself. The festival is in two days, Jongin."

"I know that, hyung. Sehun and I were just playing for fun. It got out of hand in dance class yesterday." Kai replied and rolled his eyes. "Don't worry so much, or you'll grow even more wrinkles."

Suho smacked the back of his head. "Yah. I'm your hyung, give some respect."

Kai held up his hands and chuckled. "Alright, alright, gramps."

Before Suho could hit him again, Sehun's loud yelps resounded in the living room.

"OUCH! Hyung! That hurts!" He whined, swatting away at D.O's hands. Baekhyun rolled his eyes and Chanyeol pushed him back down on the sofa.

"Sit down, you whining ."

"Serves you right, maknae." D.O. scolded. "Did you even see Ahra's face when you pushed her away-"

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Chanyeol bellowed. He grabbed a hold of Sehun's cheek and pinched it. Hard. Sehun yelped and whined. 

"It was a bit rude, Sehun." Kai spoke up. "When she comes back you should apologize. She's bound to be dead worried about you right now."

Sehun's face dropped and he looked down. He hadn't mean to push you away so harshly. He was just still fuming inside at Jungkook's words, and when you cupped his cheek so gently it reminded him of how fragile you were, or how easy it was to break you into pieces. And it just added oil to the ever-so greatly flaming fire.

Baekhyun sighed and ruffled the maknae's head to try to cheer him up. D.O. threw the wipes away and placed a few bandages over Sehun's cuts and Chanyeol sprawled over another sofa. Kai exited the living room and grabbed the car keys and twirled it around his fingers, then turned back into the living room and crossed over to the foyer. 

"Just tell us how you ended up fighting with him. We won't yell at you." Baekhyun said encouragingly. He glanced at Kai. "Get her home safely, too."

Kai nodded and closed the front door behind ihm.

"Han Bi was right when she said you were rusty." Coach Kang said and glanced up at you from his clipboard. "Out of fifteen tries, you have only managed to pass only seven."

You sighed heavily and stretched once more, trying to distract yourself from the three witches behind you. Unfortunately, the method hadn't worked.

"She ." Eunhye muttered.

"Can't believe Han Bi unnie chose her."

"We can do better than her. Any time, any day."

You were truly being self-control challenged. Not to mention, embarassed and humiliated when Coach Kang kept on pointing out your faults in front of the girls. That would just be more rumors to start around for the three witches to gossip about. Plus, they wanted you to keep restarting and yelled at you for a slight mistake. 

You were also tired and worn out from jogging three laps around the soccer field under a small amount of time, so that your body would warm up, and your back was slightly aching because you hadn't taken off your belt while you were doing sit-ups. Push-ups? You couldn't even go down an inch before collapsing in a heap on the gym floor, which disappointed Coach Kang even further.

"Okay. Start again!" Coach Kang called.

You nodded and took a deep breath. Sta