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You're Doing Amazing Sweetie [Desleep] (Cross Country AU)

Y'all I'm so sorry I didn't update for two days I've been drop dead tired and had a lot going on. You deserve better and I'm sorry.

Okay I'm hitting a lot of number ones in specific tags this week. I hit number 1 in the Desleep tag so naturally this isn't our next oneshot.

Also this oneshot is gonna hit real close to home so... yeah.

STORYTIME!

Dee stretched out their limbs as they waited for their boyfriend to show up. They did cross crountry while they were in school, and they missed it. It used to be his favorite thing. It was the one thing they were good for with their giant legs and surprising stamina for their size. They had broad shoulders, but always seemed out of shape. They also were malnourished often but that doesn't matter. Running cross country always made them happy, so they really wanted to see if their boyfriend liked running as much as they did.

Dee looked up and saw Remy walking into the track wearing a really cute training aesthetic. They wore a crop tank top that had the words sprint for spirit and some short athletic shorts. Remy liked feminine clothing, and he didn't care who judged him. He was sipping on a green tea instead of some coffee from Starbucks, trying to be healthy for once. Dee chuckled, standing up gay. They can't stand up straight, they're too queer. 

"Hey boo, so we're running today or something?"

"Nooooo we're here to binge watch the Office on Netflix again. Did you stretch your legs already? Because I'm going to run a warm up mile while you stretch yourself. I have my phone on me for time and my left AirPod in. Yell at me from my right side if you need anything, Alright honey?"

"Sure babes, I'll stretch or whatever. You run however long you need to warm up."

Dee nodded and gave their boyfriend a quick press on the cheek before begining their job around the track. This track is 400m per lap, so by running four laps they should be running a mile right? It's probably not but that's what the schools claim to be a mile run. Dee figured it'd be a good warm up. They had some Ariana Grande blasting in their left ear and they smiled, feeling the slight breeze in their face and sun on their shoulders. Some people were just built for running. It's cliché, like in those track movies, but it's just what works.

After their first lap Remy tarted waving them down after they past him. Confused, Dee turned around and jogged up to Remy. They had an eyebrow raised. Was something the matter? You shouldn't go through stretches that quickly. Dee glanced at their phone to see their time so far. A minute fifty seven. Ouch, that's slow. They used to be much faster than that. Then against, they're only jogging. They don't do sprints right out the gate, just long strides. They stopped their timer and stood in front of Remy, wanting to know the problem?

"Yes?"

"Wasn't that it? A lap around this is a mile... right babes?"

"You're kidding?"

"What?"

"Remy, four laps around this is a mile. I didn't tell you this? Oh honey, you're going to want to make sure you're ready for running. If you just want to do a mile and take a breather then that's completely fine. I'm sooo going to judge you for it."

Remy looked over at the track, Dee taking out their earbud. Sorry Arianna, but Remy is more important right now. Remy looked down at the drink they placed on the track and their phone. They pursed their lips, thinking. Remy was never the sporty nor athletic type, so maybe the entire thing Dee wanted to do would be too much. They were snarky, but thst didn't mean they were inconsiderate. Remy sighed, looking up at Dee with furrowed eyebrows.