The sun illuminated the street, sounds of cars and people spreading through the area. The air felt sticky and suffocating, the kind of heat that makes you wish for winter to come back. Su-ho and you were currently at a random park in the area, you were just hanging out, like you often do. What started as simply going outside together has turned into amateur boxing lessons, apparently.

The two of you were on a bench, you sitting up, scrolling on your phone, him laying down on the bench on his back with his head propped up against your legs while he talked like an unstoppable waterfall. Out of the blue, he suddenly jumped up, having gotten the 'awesome' idea to teach you some 'boxing stuff'.

He's generally the active type, since he does sports a lot, but he just can't sit still for some reason, it's like he's allergic to any form of rest. He's the type of boyfriend who always drags you outside, maybe that's just because he's clingy as hell, you can't tell. He never, never ever misses an opportunity to go outside with you or to simply hangout with you, especially because the two of you attend different schools.

It's either him begging you to let him come over because he misses you so much or just showing up at your place unannounced, not like you really mind, though...so it's fine with you. He grabbed your hands and pulled you up, not even paying attention to the sigh of annoyance already coming from you.

"Cmon, what if someone attacks you and I'm not there to help you? You can't run because you're slow as fuck, so you gotta at least know how to defend yourself a bit!"

You raise your eyebrows at the subtle insult, rolling your eyes a bit. He's looking at you like he's actually excited to show you, what, how to drop kick someone? Whatever the hell he's planning.. "Oh wow, thanks for letting me know I'm a slow runner in such a kind way!"

"Hey, I'm just being honest, if someone chased you, you wouldn't make it one minute without passing out."

Well, he is right...but you were still gonna deny the claim, well, at least before he stood in front of you, grabbing your arms and holding them up.

"If someone were to hit you, you always need to keep your arms in front of your head, always block, yeah? Like that."

He released your arms, letting them fall back to your side. He thought for a moment what else he could show you, thinking so hard you could see the gears turning in his head.

"Ah, you wanna know how you tackle someone?" He got no response, not like he needed one though.

"So first, you gotta make sure the person is distracted or caught off guard, then you grab them and push them back, easy" For some reason, he felt the need to demonstrate, apparently, so he moved a bit closer to you, ducked down, grabbed you by the hips and pushed you back, not hardly, though. You didn't really make a real attempt to push him off, so it ended with you falling backwards and landing on the ground flat on your back without any struggle.

He quickly pulled you back up, now again standing in front of you with that stupidly handsome smile of his. He lifted his hand and gave you a pat on the head, ruffling your hair a bit. "Actually, with you I'm pretty sure it'd be better if you just made a run for it, or you know, just play dead."