The couple had arrived back in L.A a week ago, everything was as back to normal as possible. Ryan would be starting on her new job as a Lifeguard tomorrow and it brought back a lot of memories from her time in Chicago.
It was 5 p.m and they were currently at the gym, both of them doing different things. Matt was following his routine and Ryan's class was in the part where they do abs, which she loved.
Loading the weights onto the bar, Matt was mentally ready to bench, but he needed a spotter. The grey eyed woman had promised to be his spoter back when they met and she hadn't stood by her word til the day. Today that would change.
Standing up straigh, the blue eyed man whistled for his wife to pay attention to him.
"Give me a minute!" Ryan yelled, making everyone at the gym laugh.
It was a small gym they went to, owned by a family, everyone knew each other there. And you'd eventually see one of the Lynch siblings there. Of course whenever they came would be a day where Ryan was too busy to go to the gym, that was how Ross' and Matt's friendship had solidified.
"I'm here" Ryan rushed over to the bench, breathing heavily and all sweaty "I'm missing the stretching part for you, this is how much I care so you better lift this with your soul Matthew" she warned him.
"You're a great hypeman" Matt said almost sarcastically.
He lied downnon ghe bench and lifted the weight off if its rack. Ryan was standing right there, following his every move with her eyes and counting each repetition mentally.
"I-I don't think I can keep going" Matt told his girlfriend.
"Man, do that shit!" Ryan yelled at him.
"I'm tired" Matt told her.
"My dude over here's people been tired" she pointed her hand at a brown skinned guy "Finish this series you pussy!" She exclaimed "you have ten more to go, it's nothing! You lift me every fucking night, this is easy Matt come on!" She yelled.
"I can't" he shook his head desperately.
"If you finish I'll flash you" Ryan said, quietly this time.
Matt suddenly recovered his energy, but he had five more reps to go and his arms were already shaking.
"Come on, come on..47..48..49..50" She counted and helped him put the weight back on the rack.
"Aren't you proud of me? I'm a man now" Matt joked.
"You did great, now go drink some water" she patted his shoulder.
"You'll have to carry me home" he told her.
"Your legs still work don't they?" Ryan asked with a smile and pushed him lightly.
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"Ry, come on. The reservation is at 9 " Matt said, sitting on his bed as he waited for Ryan to get dressed.
"Im almost done" she said walking into the room and slipping her white and lime green Jordan's on "There, how do I look?" She asked, posing for him.
"Fuck, I love that bodysuit" Matt said, dropping his head back against the headboard.
A classic Ryan outfit, a lacy green body suit with light blue, slightly ripped, baggy jeans, loose long hair and natural face. One of Matt's favorites, actually.
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Matt and Ryan were walking in the street, eating ice-cream after their dinner date. He was currently bombarding her with questions about her life in Chicago, out of curiosity. All he knew was what he had gotten to see and the few things she had ever told him.
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Red Flag
FanfictionWhat if listing off the red flags you look for in people to a group of strangers actually helped you find the one? A story about the rizz himself with little to no context, hope you enjoy it <3