Vanilla

Filthy Girl Charm: Activate!

So far her other schemes failed to win over his heart.

Snags in her plans, nothing less, she had time. On to her next enjoyable activity, slash idea, working out together! Couples did things together and stretching while exercising would do the body good. Giggle! Got to release that pent-up stress somehow, and it was twice as fun working up a sweat together. So she dragged him to their home in the morning to stretch their muscles while listening to some upbeat music that tasted sugary-sweet.

Once they stretched together, possibly following some playful wrestling, he would discover this an enjoyable part of his day. Maybe even look forward to it? Anything to push him toward that mindset. Until then, she fitted on an overgrown shirt and sweatpants, touching her toes with him doing the same. Only difference, he had trouble doing it, glaring at her from the edge of the floor.

"How is this supposed to make me like you any more than I already do?"

She placed her hands on her hips. "Because it's important to spend time together! Working out does that and help out our bodies."

"Okay, next question." Leon crossed his arms. "Why are we doing this on a Saturday morning when we could be, oh, I don't know, sleeping?"

"You know what they say, Leon! The early Dan catches the Car Crash."

"Who says that?!"

She leaned back, stretching her arms above her head with an audible sigh from her foolish husband. He still wrongfully denied such a claim. Blah, blah, blah! Details, details. If he hated spending time with her, then he wouldn't have allowed her tiny form to drag him out of bed. Checkmate! Down to sixty percent! Still, she laughed when he tripped and landed on his face. Funny!

Perfect for children.

"Come on! Get up!" Myata pulled him up. "We have a long morning ahead of us. First squats, then jumping jacks, and finally a ten-mile run."

"... I get it now. You're trying to kill me."

She pouted when he still failed to touch his toes. Oh? Being tall had its disadvantages? Hehe! Lucky for her, she was fun-size. Not small! Fun! Size! So what he towered over her? Mr. Tall and Hot couldn't touch his toes. All the more reason to practice stretching and having Saturday morning workouts. Plus she liked the way he wore shorts, just one of the many perks to her foolproof plan.

Oh well, eye-candy later. First things first! "Okay! We'll start with two-hundred squats! We start at the same time. Get ready to move your cute butt, Butane! Now, go!"

"Did you just call my butt cute?"

"I said mush!"

Grumble, grumble! He kept up with her squatting. Just as he completed, without a courtesy breather, the jumping jacks started. When the torment ended, she pushed him outside for their run around the neighborhood.

A few hours later, a sweaty Myata and exhausted Leon walked back to their home, having worked up a good sweat. Poor Leon practically collapsed on the door, hugging the soft floor as she carefully maneuvered around his downed body. She placed a pillow under his chin as she went to freshen up. Minutes later Myata stepped out of the bathroom, a ray of sunshine, and whirled on her bare feet with her phone in hand.

"See? Wasn't that exciting?" Myata turned around with her hands thrown to her sides. "Now what do you want to do?" She found him tuckered out on their bed, groaning. Face hidden in a pillow, back to the ceiling, he hardly moved. A part of her felt bad and poked him in the neck. "How about some good old breakfast, cooked just the way you like it?"

"I love you." Leon murmured in his pillow, only to quickly lift his head. "I didn't mean it like that!"

Myata ended up jumping on his back for so-called lying.