GYM 💕 DATE

**playing "invisible string" by Taylor Swift**

It was a date, of sorts.
Changbin knew that you felt self-conscious about working out in front of others and truthfully, he felt them same about himself. So he reserved one of the company's gym suites for an hour and a half window for just the two of you.

He unlocked the door, holding it open for you while he flipped on the light switch.

He set his duffel bag down on a random spot of the shiny wood floor, then went to the stereo and connected his phone.
"What music do we want today? .... Keira??"
However, you didnt hear him because you may or may not have been a little distracted, to say the least, by his exposed thighs. You have always been a sucker for thighs but his were the absolute best.
Your POV— Why did he have to wear THOSE shorts????!!!!?? Shorts in general but THOSE ONES— like out of all the shorts he could pick, he picked my favorite pair!!

He had to have known what he was doing.
You were snapped out of your obsessive and rather, well, lets just say 18plus thoughts because he noticed you staring and exactly what you were staring at.
So he lent down to the previous level of his thighs so your line of vision was replaced with his face.
"OH!" you exclaimed as you jumped. The deafening silence that had consumed your ears was gone and now you were hearing his signature laugh, the one you loved so much,  that was now joined by yours.

"Okayyyy" he says still giggling slightly, recovering from the fit laughter you two had burst into , "I'm gonna give you two choices: Doja Cat or Rihanna."
"Mmmmh" you reply, looking often to the distance, pretending to think,  i thinkkk im gonna go withhhhhh — you."
"Huh?" He replied very puzzled
"You know, you." you replied sweetly.
"Noooo i dont", he said with a mischievous smirk on his face.
"Oh my gosh, bin not that kind of sound—
oh my god, stray kids, bin, the boys."
"Ahhhhh noooooo keiraaaaaa" his boisterous voice was sent echoing off the walls.
"YESSSSSSSSS" you replied with the same amount of dramatics.
"I want to hear you, dwekki" you giggled.
He pretends to cry but caves in, and does what you ask. You giggle with joy and run and hug him from behind. He pretends to try to shake you off but you know he loves it. You put your head on his shoulder and after a moment you turn and kiss his cheek and then let go and walk over to the mat to begin your warm up.

About 10 minutes pass when you begin doing your first exercise— squats. Your focused. So is Changbin. Just not on his exercises. No, he is VERY focused on you.
Changbin's POV— Biting his bottom lip is the only thing he can do to stop the moan begging to escape his throat. I meannnn
"She— she— I. Oh my god, how the heck did i pull THAT???!!!! She's soooo hot but in all seriousness my girl really is the best there is like if i were to google the definition of "wife material" her name would pop up and— oh, oh god. She did NOT have to make that noise— Those curves, perfectly imperfect and— OH.MY.GOD.FOR.ALL.THAT.IS.HOLY — she just WINKED at me?!??!??!"

Changbin's mind took over as it directed his veiny hand to slap your butt as you were on your last rep. Even having the nerve to say as he did so "Ohh, bunny, when we get home..."
"BINNN!!", you choke out, nearly falling off your feet and onto your butt. He giggled, acting all cool, but you realized that the tips of his ears are turning pink.

Time jump

"You got it, kei, only 15 seconds left"
he cheered.
"Oh my god, you panted, that was one of the longest planks I've ever done!"
"Better than i could do" , he quipped
in agreement.
"Bin, you roll your eyes playfully, you literally did one for like 5 minutes last time."
"Well, i— yaaahhh that doesn't matterrr"
"Mhmm", you replied as you took a drink.
After which, you mindlessly sat down on the bench as he went to the stereo to change it to Doja.

You had zoned out when a soft, yet strong arm from behind wrapped around your waist and pulled you backward. You were now flush against his chest and— oh god, his chest—
You malfunctioned at that point.
He leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss on your shoulder. You shuddered. You couldn't see him but you knew— that smirk, the smirk you loved so much, was definitely making an appearance. That drove you even crazier.
"Kiki, bunny, would you mind moving to the spotting chair so i can lift?" He asked that so sweetly, but you knew him— while he was sincere, he was messing with you a little bit too.

You knew, god dang it you knew he was teasing you but you couldn't help but let him win. He was always really good at making you melt, especially when he was like this, working out with a bit of cockiness in his attitude.
Yeahh— you were puddy.
"Mmhm" was the only response you could muster as you bit your bottom lip.
"Thank you, love."
God— another pet name. Was he trying to kill you?? You went limp. He noticed. He knew your knees would've buckled if you were to stand up, so he did the only thing a gentleman would do, of course.
Chuckling slightly before he did you in yet again. He lifted you up a few inches with the same firm arm that was still wrapped around your middle, the bicep now flexing as he then swiftly brought the other arm forward to rest underneath your knees.
Turning sideways, he walked you over to the chair , gently setting you in it.

You were so flustered that you burst out into uncontrollable laughter. He jumped out of surprise and then just blinked in total confusion, which only made you laugh more.
"Yaahhhhh, he exclaimed, "how can you do stuff like that and it's hot but when I do it
it's funnyyy" he whined as his ears turned bright red.

"Binnn" you said giggling before snorting again. Not being able to formulate words after several sorry attempts, you just motioned for him to come to you. He did so, burying his head into your lap. Once you two caught your breath, he looked up at you and you looked down at him.

"Bin, you spoke softly, your voice dripping with sincerity, it—well, everything you do is hot but when you do stuff like THAT I can't— that's why I laughed."
"Huh?" he was completely confused and slightly offended.
"I laughed because ... because—
it was so hot that even I couldn't believe how flustered you made me by such a seemingly simple action and like your still clothed and i literally lost my sanity like that so i— yeah" you shyly admitted.
"You thought it was hot?" He asked with cautious hope, not wanting to reach so far.
"Dude, it was hot as hell. You're hot as hell.
You have no idea what you do to me."
Nowwww he was the one that went limp. He couldn't speak. His entire face burned a firey red as he hid from your eyes by turning away, head placed on your lap as you began to running your fingers softly through his hair.

After a few songs passed, the few songs that were filled with comfortable silence between the two of you, he slowly rose and ruffled your hair. You scrunched your nose tauntingly. He walked around to the other side of the bench to pick the weights he wanted. He put the weights for both sides down onto the table. While he put one the ones on his side, you waited patiently so you could put the others on your side. He slide under the bar and began. You spotted him and he spotted you.

Time jump

You still had a half an hour left when a few female trainees waltzed in.
Come to find out they knew some "big shot" from one of the boy groups had gym 8 reserved and while they where assigned to gym 6, they decided they wanted to see if this "Seo Changbin" was as good looking as they'd heard. And what better place to find out than the gym.

You both froze. You looked at eachother then the girls and repeated the pattern a few times. However, both of you preferred to avoid confrontation if possible, so you decided to let it go and just finish your workout schedule.

They didn't verbally bother either of you but you noticed, out of the corner of your eye, that a few of the older girls were watching your boyfriend— WAY too closely.
Changbin, though, was pitifully oblivious.

You sighed, beginning to feel self conscious. They were so much prettier than you, you thought, foolishly. In such better shape— "so this and so that better than you's"
kept swirling around in your head. That was until the eldest, the leader, began twirling her hair , slowly running her tongue across her lips — doing squats practically in YOUR boyfriend's face.

Nope, that was it. You may have believed those things about them and yourself for a minute but the second she showed her true colors you snapped out of your self-degration and jealousy. No, they are the ones who should be jealous. You have him. They don't. He chose you and he loved you. He loved your name, your heart, your mind
not to mention he'd made it crystal clear that he loved with complete devotion every inch of your body, many ... many times.
You didn't need to prove anything to them , not  needing to flirt with him to show what was yours. You were his and he was yours and that was all either of you needed.

"Bin, you ready?" He nodded cutely and readily. As he picked up his duffel bag and unplugged his phone, you were walking towards the exit when you caught the eldest's rage filled eyes in the mirror. You smirked to yourself as you locked eyes with her
when suddenly the ground went out from under you— "Bin!!", you let out a surprised squeal as he scooped you up, with ONE arm, throwing you over his shoulder and walking you out of the gym.

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