"Jackson Wang! Get your ass back over here- you have a preliminary to compete in! This is the Olympics, do you understand how important it is?! No, look at me- stop staring at that guy over there- no, I don't care how cute his ass is! The only thing that'll be hit tonight is your face if you don't start paying attention-- Jackson! Where do you think you're going?!"
Jackson sprints across the gymnasium, ignoring his coach's loud yells and growing pleas, as he heads straight for the cute boy on team Korea. That gorgeous smile has been on his mind since the opening ceremonies and there's no way Jackson's leaving here without at least a phone number or maybe even a small kiss at the closing ceremony. Fencing has always been his passion, but goddamn, he's never been more thankful of those tight uniforms until he saw-
"Hakyeon," the boy says, laughing when he sees Jackson's coach chasing after him. He offers a hand, a raised eyebrow and the most gorgeous smile. "Cha Hakyeon."
Jackson sprints across the gymnasium, ignoring his coach's loud yells and growing pleas, as he heads straight for the cute boy on team Korea. That gorgeous smile has been on his mind since the opening ceremonies and there's no way Jackson's leaving here without at least a phone number or maybe even a small kiss at the closing ceremony. Fencing has always been his passion, but goddamn, he's never been more thankful of those tight uniforms until he saw-
"Hakyeon," the boy says, laughing when he sees Jackson's coach chasing after him. He offers a hand, a raised eyebrow and the most gorgeous smile. "Cha Hakyeon."
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