TXT Imagines

She in the gym tonight ~ Kang Taehyun

Y/n's POV:
Gym. I love the gym. I love the vibe; the determination, the motivation, the aspirations. The sweat and tears, all the hard work, the focus, the drive, the strive to do and become a better version of yourself. I love it all. I love the hype of getting a new personal best, the sense of communication feel, being able to talk to and ask questions to any and everyone because we all need help to improve. But, I can't lie, what I love the most is seeing people's development. Months ago, they looked completely different to how they do today. Their confidence improved along with how they conduct and present themselves, beautifully transitioning into better themselves. Like damn bestie, I see you tryna better yourself. Lemme hype you up!

Like this one guy who recently started going to my gym. You could see from day 1 that he was not new to gym lifestyle. From the shape of his arms to his sculpted thighs, this man was no newbie. He was tall, toned with muscle in all the right places. And oh my god, was he gorgeous too. It's only been a few months but damn this guy bulked up quick. It was impressive to see, got me admiring from afar.

Anyways, it was a regular evening at the gym for me - I go twice a day during the week and once a day during the weekends, occasionally taking a weekend day off when I felt necessary. I do my usual warm up routine when he walks in, bang on 8 o'clock. This man never misses a schedule. He goes to his usual locker and gets himself ready for his workout. I try not to pay too much attention to him and focus on myself. I have to give myself more credit, I've been on a long journey that isn't going to stop anytime soon but I'm proud of the progress I've made and of how far I've come. I'm now at half of what my old weight used to be and am less than a stone away from reaching my goal weight. And all without any loose or sagging skin! C'mon gotta give some credit for that!

I take my time stretching, making sure to get all the kinks out of my body. And trust me, there's a lot of kinks... if you catch my drift. As I reach up, I just happen to notice a certain somebody lifting weights up ahead. Bloody hell, the veins in his arms look delicious! Ahem, moving on. Finishing my stretches, I abandon my little workout station to grab a few light weights... they weren't that light but compared to what he was lifting, they definitely looked like child's play. As I walk back, I feel eyes on me. Nothing I'm not used to so I just ignore it - music on, world off. Just the way I like it.

I get on with my workout, forgetting the world around me. Surrounded by the sounds of my heavy breathing, music blaring in my brain but above all, my own thoughts consume my mind entirely. Just like always. I know that today is full body, but I can't tell you anything of what I'm doing. Sometimes my mind wanders so far that I don't remember how I get from place to place. My body is working on autopilot whilst my mind keeps thinking.

All I know is that after a few hours, my body can barely hold itself up. I pause my music and stop my workout, sitting down on my mat before my legs buckle and give way beneath me.

That felt good.

I could feel the smile on my face start to form once my mind was somewhat clear and started to listen to my body protesting. I know my subconscious mind understood the assignment cause my arms, legs, abs, ass even were beautifully aching. I can't deny loving this feeling.

I nurse my water slowly, catching my breath all the while. I slowly get up, fully conscious that moving too fast is definitely a bad idea. I slowly clean up my station and put all my weights away. Only then did I seem to notice the sweat clinging to my body like a second skin. That's my cue to shower. As I gather up my stuff and head to the changing rooms, I pass by where that man was earlier. To my dismay, he wasn't there... that being said, I'm not surprised; I tend to workout longer than most people.

I enter the changing rooms, grab my wash things and towel and head to the shower stalls. As the water cascades down my body, my mind wanders back to that sexy man. The way his body moves has me mesmerised but his eyes... oh the look of determination in his eyes is what I find most attractive. And his veins!! Oh my lord, I'm way too thirsty today.

But realistically though, if I were to talk to him... what the fuck do I even say?
"Hi, I'm y/n. I love your body especially your veins"
"Hey, just wanted to let you know that if I had more confidence, I would probably try to jump your bones"
"Hey, I've seen you around the gym a few times. What do you lift?"
"Hi, I think you're hot. Wanna grab a coffee with me?"
Okay but seriously tho, I'm too insecure to ever shoot my shot like that... or like anything for that matter. Plus he saw me all sweaty and ugly at the gym, that's not attractive at all! AND, he probably hasn't even noticed my existence whatsoever anyways. So why bother thinking about fake scenarios that will never happen? Because my brain hates me, that's why. I've created more fake scenarios than imaginable, trust me.

I rinse off my body, dry myself and get changed into fresh clothes. And if course, I lotion up my body beforehand. I'm not wearing anything fancy or even appealing for that matter; just a plain bottle green tee, some black wide leg joggers (they're so fucking comfy!), my favourite grey hoodie and my black vans. I've never been one for fashion, partly because I never had the body for it or to look good in the clothes, and partly because I choose comfort over everything. If I'm not comfortable, what's the point? Plus I work with children as young as 3, my clothes are likely to get messy and ruined on a weekly, if not daily, basis!

I gather up my things and head out of the changing rooms. As I step out of the door, I almost shit myself when I see him standing there. Looking all delicious leaning against the wall with his hair slightly damp, a few stray droplets drip down to his chin before getting lost under his shirt. Fucking hell, this man has me clenching my thighs shut.

He turns his body towards me once he  notices my presence and takes a few steps towards me. Oh shit, why is he coming this way?! I must look like a fish out of water just gaping at him standing here.

"Hi" oh fuck me, his voice is nice. Wait is he talking to me?! I look around me and realise that it's just us by the changing rooms.
"... um, hey?" Why the fuck is he taking to me?
Wait why is he laughing? He's got a cute laugh.
I'm so confused.
"Don't be confused" he smiles at me. Damn, I said that out loud?
"Yes you did" well shit. I feel my face heating up.
"You're cute when you're all flustered" what is happening to me? I try to divert the attention away from myself.
"Did you need anything?" Please don't mention me gawking at you earlier, not my fault you were and still are looking so delicious and delectable.
"I do need something actually" wait why does he look nervous. "My name is Taehyun and I've seen you around the gym a few times. Um and I was wondering, uh, if you would like to go for a coffee with me?" He sounded so... cautious. What did sayyyyyy?!

I hold out my hand to him. He just looks at me confused, so I explain.
"If you wanna take me out for coffee, you're gonna need my number, no? Gimme your phone" damn why am I sounding so demanding for? Can't be that bad, he's got his phone out all ready and unlocked for me. I swipe to find his contacts and add my number in, saving myself as "sexy gym babe😍". He probably thinks it's a fake number I put in so I called myself before handing his phone back to him. His eyes go wide as he seeing the saved name and hears my phone ring in my back pocket. I feel a smirk tug at my lips. Where is this new confident me coming from? Like who is she?! I save his number as "hot gym guy🤤".

He seems at a loss for words, did he think I would reject him or something? Hm, I dunno. I slide my phone into my back pocket and take a step closer to him, my chest centimetres away from touching his. I lean towards him, pressing my breasts against him and whisper in his ear "I'll be expecting your call later tonight, don't let me down." I make sure my lips lightly skim over his ear and cheek before I straighten up and send a wink his way. It seemed to work, damn I never knew I could act like this. "Look who's flustered now" I smirk at him, walking away from him and towards the exit. I can feel myself slightly limping from the workout and a part of me can't help but wish he was the cause of it instead. Maybe one day soon... 🦋🦋

Shiiii I must be on x games mode today! Ahaha

What coffee should I order when we go out? I gotta ask him later where he plans on taking me so I can scout out the menu beforehand. I'm ridiculously excited for his call now, I can't wait to hear his voice again. Must be laced with crack cause in addicted already. Hopefully there are other aspects of him I can get addicted to. What a sexy mf Taehyun is...

Should I make a part 2??