So there I was, my hair up in a bun, mask on my face, wearing my t-shirt and a borrowed shorts from Baek because obviously fighting in jeans would be downright stupid.
Venom hadn’t believed it at first that I was willing to challenge him in a fight for him to leave me alone but there I was absolutely serious and ready. His smirk hadn’t wavered even one bit and that supported my theory that he wasn’t going to go easy on me, he was going to start beating the heck out me from the get go.
Was I ready for it?
Probably not.
Was I willing to get into this anyways? Damn straight!
Like I had predicted, the minute the fight started he pounced at me like a wild animal and started punching me with what was probably his full body force, and the only thing keeping my face from becoming mince meat
