Ethan Dolan imagines

•Workout•

You walked into your workout building checking in at the front desk before climbing the stairs to the weight room. You pushed the heavy door open and stepped into the room filled with people working hard.
"Y/n!" You heard a familiar voice yell. You turned your head to see your personal trainer Chris. "Today is harder than any other day are you ready?" He asked you smirking.
"I swear you love to see me in pain." You joke elbowing his side.
"Hey, it's my job!" He defended, laughing after. You walked over to the weights. You began pumping your arms up and down feeling a burning sensation run through your arms with every lift. Chris yelled encouraging words to you as you pushed yourself. After many more, you moved to the treadmills for running. Chris ran alongside you. You had headphones in so you didn't hear the obnoxious group of teenage boys walk in. They were yelling and hollering but your music was too loud to hear anything around you. They began working out doing their own thing. You stopped running after a while due to your legs becoming weak.
"I need a water break," you breathed out heavily.
"Me too." Chris said panting. You took a drink of your water your eyes catching a head full of black curls much like your boyfriend Ethan's. You ignored it until you and Chris started to walk to where there was mirrors to do basic workouts. You saw a glimpse of the boys face realizing it was, in fact, Ethan. You didn't say anything to him just let him be so you didn't seem clingy. After all, he came with his friends not you. You started out with push-ups. As you came up on the third time, Ethan caught sight your face. His eyebrows knit in confusion as you told him that you couldn't hang out today earlier that morning. Once you began doing sit-ups you locked eyes with Ethan in the mirror. That confirmed to him that it was you. As you both continued to work out Ethan worked harder and harder to impress you. You didn't show any interest so he moved closer to you continuing his hard core workout, you still showed no interest. He grew frustrated quickly. You turned to Chris, smiling as you knew just how to irritate Ethan.
"What's next?" You asked.
"Squats?" He asked back. You shrugged.
"Sure." You started to squat down only doing about two before Chris stopped you.
"Okay, y/n, when you do squats, keep your legs at 90 degrees." He said touching your leg. Ethan's eyes widened then closed into slits.
"Remember to keep your arms and back straight too." He said putting a hand on your arm and one on your back, too close to your ass for Ethan's liking. Ethan's chest heaved up and down as he watched someone else touch his baby. "And keep your hips forward." Chris said before placing his hands on your waist. That was the final straw for Ethan.
"Well y/n, our time here is done. See you next week." Chris said saluting you and winking. Ethan stomped over while you were turned around and picked you up throwing you over his shoulder. You giggled hugging his back.
"Damn! That's mine!" You say kissing his back. He took you into an empty supply closet. He set you down and closed the door.
"Who the fuck was that guy?" He asked chest still heaving.
"No one baby. Just my personal trainer, gotta look my best for you." You say pecking his lips.
"Mhm. He's not allowed to touch you. Understand?" He growled closing his eyes as you kissed his neck. You didn't answer so he pushed your hips into the wall. "Understand?" He asked again.
"Why?" You asked innocently.
"Because your mine. Now do you understand me?" He said harsher this time.
"Yes baby." You replied. You leaned up for a kiss but he turned away and started to walk out of the closet. You scoffed.
"Fine I can go get Chris to give me a kiss." You sass.
"Like hell you will." Ethan said slamming the door back closed. He came over and kissed you, hard. That was how the rest of your time was spent at the gym, making out with Ethan.