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The room collectively winced as Jinki kicked up.
"Is it meant to look like he's trying to tear a new bumcrack?" Taemin whispered.
"You're mean to look graceful, hyung, graceful. I know it's hard, especially for you, but aim for grace."
Jinki shot Kibum a dark look before trying again, kicking his leg up to his head.
"It's time to call in a professional," Minho said, and took out his phone.
"Oppa?" Sulli said as she pushed open the door, and the rest of f(x) followed.
"Sulli," Minho greeted, pulling her into a hug.
"What's going on..." Sunyoung said slowly. "Is there a camera here? After Koala, I thought we had our fair share of unexpected cameras."
"Victoria-noona!" Jinki said as he straightened his posture.
"Jinki," she said, smiling as he hugged her. "Minho said you needed some help?"
"What?"
Minho smiled at him peacefully, waving over Sulli's head.
"He's been trying to do a kick side split thing, like the one you do in NU A-B-O except he looks..." Jonghyun paused in his shouting. "Constipated. In pain. Unnatural."
The room silenced at those words, Onew turning red.
"SO SUNYOUNG, HOW'S SINGING GOING?" Jonghyun asked loudly.
"GOOD," Sunyoung shouted back. "HOW ABOUT YOU, JONGHYUN-OPPA?"
Kibum and Krystal started sniggering behind their hands, Minho joining in their mirth with a smirk.
"Show me," Victoria prompted him, and blushing, he did the karate-kick-cross-split he'd been doing for the past twenty minutes. Victoria winced for him.
"Take a deep breath," she instructed, and he did so. The rest of them edged towards the door before slipping out. "Can you do a normal split?"
He tentatively lowered himself to the ground as Victoria straightened his legs.
"Owwie," he wheezed as crotch met ground.
"Okay sit like that for five minutes," Victoria said as she dropped neatly into a split, bouncing a bit when she reached the ground. She looked at him, and he looked at her. Nervousness made him smile.
"Distract me," he pleaded.
"Were you jealous when I did We Got Married with Nichkhun?" she asked quickly, and he answered automatically, mind more on the pain and wrongness of the pose than her question.
"Yes. I mean!" His eyes widened. "No, why would I be?"
She grinned and pushed at his shoulder lightly. "You're such a bad liar Jinki, but I like that about you."
The words were a bit awkward, but the sentiment was there. Jinki blushed again, lightly, before Victoria pointed to the clock.
"Ten minutes! Very good. Can you stand?"
Jinki resisted the urge to cup his crotch as he staggered to his feet, aided by a grinning Victoria. She nodded at the wall.
"Hold on to that."
They staggered over, Jinki clutching the wall for support before Victoria crouched and held his ankle.
"Ready?" He shut his eyes, bit his lip, and nodded.
The stretching against the wall took half an hour before Jinki could hold the pose without wincing or groaning or wailing in pain.
Victoria stood a safe distance back. "Kick."
Jinki half heartedly kicked.
"Again."
This one was feebler than before, barely a foot above the ground.
"Try harder."
"I can't," he whined. She approached him swiftly, kissed him on the cheek then retreated.
"Is that motivation enough?"
His hand hovered over his cheek, checking the moment had actually happened rather than his imagination acting up. She tapped her lips and smiled, and he braced himself for another attempt.
This one wasn't impressive as Victoria's, and his base leg bent from the pressure. His faced screwed up and his arms went flying, and he ended up staggering when he landed, but he was grinning. He had done it. Not perfectly, but he had done it.
"Well?" he said, nerves making his voice shaky.
Victoria gave him a proud grin before leaning closer and stealing his breath away with a kiss.
The room collectively winced as Jinki kicked up.
"Is it meant to look like he's trying to tear a new bumcrack?" Taemin whispered.
"You're mean to look graceful, hyung, graceful. I know it's hard, especially for you, but aim for grace."
Jinki shot Kibum a dark look before trying again, kicking his leg up to his head.
"It's time to call in a professional," Minho said, and took out his phone.
"Oppa?" Sulli said as she pushed open the door, and the rest of f(x) followed.
"Sulli," Minho greeted, pulling her into a hug.
"What's going on..." Sunyoung said slowly. "Is there a camera here? After Koala, I thought we had our fair share of unexpected cameras."
"Victoria-noona!" Jinki said as he straightened his posture.
"Jinki," she said, smiling as he hugged her. "Minho said you needed some help?"
"What?"
Minho smiled at him peacefully, waving over Sulli's head.
"He's been trying to do a kick side split thing, like the one you do in NU A-B-O except he looks..." Jonghyun paused in his shouting. "Constipated. In pain. Unnatural."
The room silenced at those words, Onew turning red.
"SO SUNYOUNG, HOW'S SINGING GOING?" Jonghyun asked loudly.
"GOOD," Sunyoung shouted back. "HOW ABOUT YOU, JONGHYUN-OPPA?"
Kibum and Krystal started sniggering behind their hands, Minho joining in their mirth with a smirk.
"Show me," Victoria prompted him, and blushing, he did the karate-kick-cross-split he'd been doing for the past twenty minutes. Victoria winced for him.
"Take a deep breath," she instructed, and he did so. The rest of them edged towards the door before slipping out. "Can you do a normal split?"
He tentatively lowered himself to the ground as Victoria straightened his legs.
"Owwie," he wheezed as crotch met ground.
"Okay sit like that for five minutes," Victoria said as she dropped neatly into a split, bouncing a bit when she reached the ground. She looked at him, and he looked at her. Nervousness made him smile.
"Distract me," he pleaded.
"Were you jealous when I did We Got Married with Nichkhun?" she asked quickly, and he answered automatically, mind more on the pain and wrongness of the pose than her question.
"Yes. I mean!" His eyes widened. "No, why would I be?"
She grinned and pushed at his shoulder lightly. "You're such a bad liar Jinki, but I like that about you."
The words were a bit awkward, but the sentiment was there. Jinki blushed again, lightly, before Victoria pointed to the clock.
"Ten minutes! Very good. Can you stand?"
Jinki resisted the urge to cup his crotch as he staggered to his feet, aided by a grinning Victoria. She nodded at the wall.
"Hold on to that."
They staggered over, Jinki clutching the wall for support before Victoria crouched and held his ankle.
"Ready?" He shut his eyes, bit his lip, and nodded.
The stretching against the wall took half an hour before Jinki could hold the pose without wincing or groaning or wailing in pain.
Victoria stood a safe distance back. "Kick."
Jinki half heartedly kicked.
"Again."
This one was feebler than before, barely a foot above the ground.
"Try harder."
"I can't," he whined. She approached him swiftly, kissed him on the cheek then retreated.
"Is that motivation enough?"
His hand hovered over his cheek, checking the moment had actually happened rather than his imagination acting up. She tapped her lips and smiled, and he braced himself for another attempt.
This one wasn't impressive as Victoria's, and his base leg bent from the pressure. His faced screwed up and his arms went flying, and he ended up staggering when he landed, but he was grinning. He had done it. Not perfectly, but he had done it.
"Well?" he said, nerves making his voice shaky.
Victoria gave him a proud grin before leaning closer and stealing his breath away with a kiss.