today you and sam were on a roll, somehow you were able to get up 6:30 so the two of you could go for a run. once you finished those 2 miles, you needed a break. going underneath a tree for shade you began to pull your knee to your chest, alternating them. after you finished stretching you glanced over behind you, raising an eyebrow. "what're you looking at?"
"isn't it obvious?" he sent a smile your way, causing you to walk over to him.
"my ass is not that fat sam."
"says you."
"it's not!"
"its fat enough!"
you playfully pushed him and as you did so he immediately retaliated, pulling you into his arms and placing a kiss to your head
"whatever you say wingman.