Ryan Higa Imagines

faster

"F-faster Ryan! Faster!" You yell at him slapping his shoulder. A drop of sweat, pours down your forehead, and you drink some of his liquid. "We're almost there!" You continue to pant.

"Y/N!" He pants as well. "How long till--?"

The treadmill begins to beep, signalling that the both of you are almost at your goal. Just a few more minutes, and both of you would be finished . You grab his water bottle to drink more of the wonderful, hydrating liquid. As the treadmill slows down to a stop, you grab his hand and you both land in a heap on the floor.

"We gotta go faster next time okay?" You breathe out.

"Way faster." Ryan chuckles.

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n/ haha i love making you guys think it's dirty. (:<