Thomas Brodie-Sangster Imagines.

90) Workout.

You woke up early Saturday morning to your Boyfriend, Thomas, sleeping softly beside you. Daylight crept in through the tiny gap in the curtains and it streaked gently across only his face. You smiled to yourself and headed over to the curtains than flung them open.

"Rise and shine!" You yelled at the top of your voice. Thomas shot up and opened his eyes wide then quickly slammed his head back onto the pillow.

"Seriously! I'm blind!"

"Oh come on! I can't look that bad in the mornings can I?" He chuckled as he turned his head slightly to the side, only to reveal his mouth.

"No, I mean the light." You laughed and jumped on top of him.

"Out of bed sleepy head, we've got work to do today!" You chanted.

"What do you mean?" He questioned whilst raising an eyebrow.

"We're going the gym!" You smiled as Thomas groaned.

"I'm not ready to be motivated!" He mumbled into his pillow after rolling back over to face away from the curtains. You smirked to yourself seeing this as an opportunity so you trot over to Thomas' side of the bed, gripped his shoulder and waist then flipped him back over towards you. "YO! Wait, what're-" You stopped him mid sentence by slamming your lips onto his, completely waking him up. You climbed on top of him and under the covers as both your bodies and lips moved in sync. You moved down to Thomas' neck and found his sweet spot, causing him to let out a slight moan. After that was over you jumped up and smiled down at him still laying in the bed but fully awake.

"That motivated you enough?" You chirped.

"Yep!" He answered instantly and jumped out of the bed. You big headed downstairs to have a relatively healthy breakfast then got ready for the gym. When you were both ready and stood by the door, Thomas picked up his car keys.

"Woah! Nope, put them down. We are walking." Thomas opened his mouth to argue but you just glared at him.

"Fine." You left the house and started jogging down the road. "Hang on! You said were walking!" He yelled as he jogged up behind you.

"Oops, I meant jogging." You went on for a further five minutes before Thomas begged to stop. "Come on Tommy! I thought you'd be fitter than this! What, being an 'Ex-Runner' an all." You joked towards the backstory of one of his main characters from his acting career.

"No... I just need a quick... RACE!" He yelled as he darted forward and straight past you, leaving you in the dust.

"Cheek on you!" You shouted after him as you began running. About half a mile later and you caught up. Both of you were running strong and the gym was getting closer by the second. After about a mile and a half of running you reached the gym, both panting for breath. "Well... I take that back before! Still got your... Runner in you." You gasped. Thomas giggled and you both walked inside then paid for your day.

"Okay, it's eight o'clock now. How long we gonna be here for?" Thomas asked.

"However long." You answered blankly. You started on the treadmills, a bad idea after your race but neither of you minded. Then you moved over to the weights. You didn't want to have a go personally but every time Thomas lifted the weights above his head, you would quickly peck him on the lips. You spent a few hours in the gym and decided to finish off with a little cardio workout. You headed into the dark room where the mats were. You looked at the different positions on the poster on the wall and how to do them. You both started off with a few planks and took your minds off the workout by talking to each other.

"I wanna try some push ups." Thomas said as he collapsed from the plank.

"Wait a sec!" You called as you jumped up and lay on his back. "Okay go." He laughed to himself then huffed as he lifted himself up for the first go. "I'm not that heavy Tommy! Come on! That's one." You counted until he reached 30, each time it got more and more easier for him to lift. When he'd finished you jumped off and started doing some squats since you weren't too happy with your butt. You faced the wall and Thomas sat next to you getting his breath back, but one time you squatted down he slapped your butt making you jump.

"Your arse is fine love." He smirked. Out just giggled then went on to do some sit ups. Thomas held your feet steady and each time you lifted yourself up, you would connect your lips for a second. After that you both decided you'd had enough working out for the day. It had reached eleven and you were both nackered and sore so began to start heading home.

"My legs are killing." You groaned.

"Come here then." Thomas said as he stopped in front of you and crouched down, he ushered with his hands for you to get on his back so you jumped on and he carried you all the way home. You reached your house and when you got in you both collapsed on the living room couches. "I'm done in." Thomas said in a puffy voice.

"Me too." You added. "I wanna go to sleep already!"

"Well..." Thomas smirked as he leaned over. "Why don't we head upstairs after dinner?" You copied his actions and facial expression.

"Why wait?" You said with a cocked eyebrow. Both of you ran upstairs and both of you stopped midway to yell,

"CRAMP!"