Y/n nervously stepped into the gym, feeling a bit out of place among the clinking weights and bustling energy. Her boyfriend, Namjoon, affectionately known as Joon, was by her side, his encouraging smile calming her nerves. Despite her reluctance towards the gym environment, she was determined to give it a shot with his guidance.
Joon transformed into her personal trainer, guiding her through each exercise with patience and support. His dedication to helping her conquer her apprehensions about the gym was evident in the way he tailored workouts to her comfort level. With gentle encouragement, he motivated her, ensuring proper form and technique, all while showering her with praise for every small accomplishment.
Y/n's initial reluctance gradually melted away as she found herself enjoying the session, thanks to Joon's unwavering encouragement and infectious enthusiasm. His presence turned the gym from an intimidating space into a place of laughter and shared effort. By the end of their workout, Y/n not only felt physically stronger but also more connected to Joon, grateful for his unwavering support and belief in her.
Y/n focused on her workout, trying her best to concentrate on her routine while Joon went to do his own exercises. As she powered through her reps, she couldn't help but steal glances at him. His back muscles flexed with each pull-up, his shirt discarded nearby, leaving him shirtless under the gym's fluorescent lights.
Lost in the admiration of his strength, Y/n found herself staring at the sight reflected in the mirror. Suddenly, she noticed Joon catching her gaze through the mirror's reflection. Embarrassment flushed her cheeks as she quickly averted her eyes, her face turning a deep shade of red.
Joon, finishing his set, turned around with a grin. "Enjoying the view, Y/n?" he teased playfully, approaching her with a playful glint in his eye.
Y/n stammered, "I-I was just... umm... I mean, your back muscles, they're... impressive."
Chuckling softly, Joon leaned in closer, his warm breath tickling her ear. "I'm glad you think so," he whispered, causing her blush to deepen even more.
Y/n playfully nudged him, trying to regain her composure. "You're distracting," she muttered, trying to hide her flustered state.
He flashed her a mischievous smile. "Well, maybe I should put my shirt back on then. Don't want you losing focus," he quipped, reaching for his shirt as Y/n let out a relieved giggle, grateful for the sudden break in tension.
After their intense workout session at the gym, Y/n and Joon decided to treat themselves to some refreshing boba tea. Walking out of the gym, they headed to their favorite boba spot nearby. Joon chuckled as he reached into his pocket, ready to pay for their drinks.
"Looks like I owe you, Y/n," he admitted with a playful grin, handing over his credit card to the cashier. "You proved me wrong with that leg machine. I underestimated your strength."
Y/n beamed triumphantly, savoring her victory. "Told you I could lift more than you on that thing," she teased, nudging him gently.
Joon laughed, conceding defeat gracefully. "You definitely did! I should know better than to challenge you in the strength department," he admitted, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
As they sipped their boba teas, Y/n couldn't help but revel in the satisfaction of winning the bet against her boyfriend. Joon, on the other hand, sported a good-natured smile, secretly enjoying the playful banter and happy to indulge in some delicious boba, even if it was on him this time.
