What could be more fun and sweet than going to the gym with your boyfriend and be total relationship goals?
Your boyfriend, Moonbin, decided to bring you to his workplace and that's right, he's a gym instructor, and a very sexy one indeed.
"Okay babe, you can change here. I'll be just talking to someone." He instructed as he put his hand on the top of your head then gave you a kiss on the forehead.
You went inside the locker room and changed into a light-blue shirt and jogging pants. You were really not confident about showing off your body that's why you didn't even bring the sports bra and sweatpants that he gave you as a present.
Though, you felt a bit regretful about not using his gift and thought of what his reaction will be.
After what seemed to be like an hour, you finally went out.
"Oh good, you're done. I thought something happened to you." He chuckled as he saw you. Though, for a second, you noticed that he scanned what you were wearing, his eyes then showed a hint of sadness.
"Come on, let's get you ready!"
"One more, _______! Just one more!" Moonbin shouted as if he was watching a soccer game on TV.
"Yes! You did it!" He hugged your sweaty self and you kind of cringed inside.
"Did I really did it?"
"Of course! Not bad for a beginner, actually. You did six sit-ups! That's a new record for you." He winked.
You laughed at his comment as he lent his hand to help you get up from the equipment.
"Hey Bin! Help me carry these!" Someone called out as you two turned your gaze to the person who was carrying a box.
"Oh, ne, Jackson hyung! Wait here, babe." He said as he kissed your forehead again then went away.
While waiting, you sat on one of the equipments and tried to lift the bars, but sadly, you failed, obviously.
After trying, you just decided to watch other people work out. There were two men, one slightly chubby, running on the treadmill, and the other, muscled, pulling one of the bars. The smell of sweat became a lot worse and it has now become a stench that you're going to be used to. Of all people you watched, what caught your attention was a woman, maybe in her early 20s and had a great body shape, most likely to be called the coca-cola bottle or as what they say.
You watched her in awe as she did more sit-ups than you; you envied her.
It was already six in the evening so you two walked to the nearest convenience store to buy your early dinner.
You both separated to look for the food you wanted. Being the picky eater Moonbin was, he only chose the ones that have meat with it; he's not a fan of vegetables.
But you, wanting to lose the little guts that hung out of your tummy and the chubby cheeks you had, you decided to only buy a bottle of water and a packed salad.
It hurt you emotionally and physically when you chose not to buy a heavier meal, but what can you do when you want to be the right girl for Moonbin, Moonbin who has the body of a god?
"Are you sure you're only going to eat that?" He asked as you placed the food on the counter next to his.
"Yep."
"_______, you worked out earlier, are you not that hungry?"
"Bin, I will eat what I want to eat." You said with a plain expresssion on your face, not looking at him.
"Are you sic—"
"Bin, please."
The two of you didn't talk when you ate inside the store. When you went home after that, you went into your room immediately without saying a word.
Moonbin had been desperately in need of your reasoning or any explanation of why you suddenly got cold towards him. It was breaking his heart to see you suffer from an unknown reason, maybe even thinking that you wanted to break up with him and just the thought of that was slowly killing him inside to know that he wasn't enough for you anymore.
In short, he doesn't want to let you go.
"_____, can we talk?" He knocked on your door.
You hesitated to open it since you already had tears falling from your eyes; you didn't want him to see you cry.
"I'm coming in." He whispered, though it seemed like the loudest noise you ever heard inside the apartment you two shared.
Moonbin saw you sitting on the side of your bed, head bowed down and little sniffles coming out of your reddened nose.
He immediately sat beside you and hugged you. His embrace was warm and you didn't want this moment to end.
"Whatever I did, I'm sorry." You suddenly felt apologetic and regretful. You made him carry a burden he didn't deserve to receive from your moody behaviour.
"You didn't do anything wrong." You mumbled.
"I might've not done anything wrong but what bothers me is that I didn't do anything when you started becoming distant from me. And I'm sorry for that."
You looked at him, his head was laying down on your shoulder and you felt his hands crawling up to your stomach. You felt embarrassed so you gently pushed him aside, causing him to apologize for the sudden affection.
"Don't be. It's me who should be sorry. I was selfish and I made you feel like it was your fault that I became like this." He watched you cry; he wanted to wipe your tears away until you called his attention.
"Bin, this may sound so insecure of me, but I think you're better off without me. You're praised for your talents and you have so much to show to this world; believe me, you'd be a good idol. But seeing us together, it just doesn't feel right. I'm ugly, talentless, I look like a maid next to you, a fat one, that is. Don't you think it's better to just break up already?"
"What? Why? I won't let that happen . . . you're too precious for me to just throw away like that. I love you, _____. You're not what you think you are; you're the most beautiful girl with the purest heart I know! No one can be better than you at being like you because you're the one and only _____ in this world. The only girl I'll love, forevermore."
That night, you and Moonbin gave everything to each other. You wanted him and he wanted you. Nothing can separate the both of you because of the love you shared and no matter what happens, it will be together forever.
