As usual, you were sparring with Soojin Kwan alone in the taekwando stadium, since you two always arrived earlier before the others.

Locked in a tight struggle, you both grunted and rolled across the floor, fighting for dominance. Finally you got the upper hand and pinned him down under you, catching your breaths.

"Seems like you've won, babe." He panted, sprawled under you.

You breathed heavily, your dobok slipped down your shoulder from the spar, revealing your toned chest and bicep.

Soojin smirked and grabbed your uniform, pulling you down making you hover over him.

Just as he was making out with you, both of your friends and other athletes finally arrived, their chatter came to an abrupt stop when they saw you two in this.......interesting position. Their jaws dropping that slowly turned into glances between themselves with knowing smirks and quiet 'ooooh's.

Soojin's legs wrapped around your waist, his arms curled tightly around your neck, lying under you as you were kneeling between his legs, arms supporting his back with your hips and groin area grinding suspiciously against each other, locked in an intimate embrace.

Making out without care in the world right there in the middle of the stadium.

Shamelessly.