But why me? (FatGum x F!Reader)

Work it Girl!

                          Y'all my chickpeas!

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Ever since you had been bed ridden you told yourself that you'd go to the gym, but kept putting it off. But now you really didn't have an excuse too.

Can't wait to shred these muscles! You cringe at your dumb thought.

You gazed across the gym, most of the patrons had left due to the time you came at was very late. 2:30 am to be exact.

You smiled at the thought of having a empty gym to yourself, free to embarrass the hell out of yourself.

The few that did stay where mostly tired employees, but there was at least four patrons that stayed behind.

Guess I can start warming up now. You hated the warmups, but loved the results: no cramps. You stretched your arm out while the other grabbed it, briefly bringing it across your chest.

After a few minutes of stretching, you walked over to the dum bell's, grabbed a reasonable weight and size, then began a small arm workout.

Probably half way through with your workout you hear a whistle coming from the other side of the gym, then a voice followed along with laughs and giggles.

"Work it girl!"

You pivoted on your heels to face the source of the sound. Your e/c eyes meeting a few teenagers that had been sitting and watching for what seemed awhile.

Dumb kids, better watch what they say.

"Wanna come over here? Play with the big boys~" A black haired boy curled his finger, motioning for you to come over.

" No thanks, I don't like sticks" You turn back around to grab your things, huffing at the sound of footsteps behind you.

"Excuse me?! I'm no stick! Look at me" You look over your shoulder to see the kid flexing his normal sized bicep.

"Not what I meant kid" You looked away once again, the little giggles his friends gave him seemed to piss him off. Along with the fact you called his dick a stick.

Sorry I don't like kids, I ain't no pedo!

Then, there was whispers. They where scheming something.Footsteps sounded from behind, moving closer to your location.

"Best you stay away kid, or you'll be pickin' your teeth up off the ground" You hissed threateningly, the tail between your legs swishing angrily.

You heard a little gasp of shock, which made your blank face smile.

Kid is just gonna pick a fight they can't win.

"Um Y/n?" You stop at the sound of your name being called. What the-

You spin around to find your face hitting someone's chest. I know this chest, I've ran into it a few times...

You cut your e/c eyes upward to see Fatgum, well he wasn't really fat, seemed like he used up his energy. But why was he here?

"Hey there" You backed away, the heat of his body no longer lingering around yours. He smells good...

"Hey, Y/n been a minute" Fatgum smiled down at you, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah, sure has" Now that you thought about it, it has been awhile. And by awhile it's been a week, no texting or running into the fat hero.

"What ya' been up to?" Fatgums thick accent pulled you from your thoughts, his deep voice rumbled in his chest.