Continuation from my fifth book! (I've reached the limit of 200 parts). Hope you enjoy! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Favorite songs. Imagines. Sometimes fluff, sometimes smut.
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((A/N) Aaaah that brings back memories cause I was a gymnast for almost 10 years ☺️💕)
Leo immediately knew you were sporty. How? your body was toned as hell. You might not have a six pack but you still looked like you were made out of only one muscle. He never ever thought that you were a gymnast though. Maybe some running, yes, maybe a bit of boxing ... but gymnastics? Wow. He's never done or seen that so how would he know?! What he didn't know either was how much practice and dedication you needed to have for this sport. It's not like one training a week would be enough, no. Also, you needed to train (and warm up) for different zones. You had different choreographies for the (parallel) bars, the floor and the beam. Keeping track of everything seemed easy but it sure as hell was not. You needed to be fully focused on each step - and the steps afterwards - to not fall or hurt yourself badly.
Leo would love to watch you practice. The warm up looked like something he would be able to do (without the flexibility maybe) but as soon as you fully started on the beam for example he was impressed. It kind of reminded him of the hashi and how he and his brothers always needed to find their balance. Needles to say they didn't do any flips though.
As for competitions, if he could, he would come and watch. If not, he would get someone else to go and film for him. He was so proud of you. So proud that you actually stuck with it for so long and that you're quite successful at it. Maybe you'd be able to teach him a few things here and there. It was something completely different to martial arts but still had a bunch of similarities.
