Dangerously In Love

~𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒆𝒏~

It was early in the morning and everyone was still getting used to the sun's powerful rays, though, DaMario already had plans to go to the gym early today to get some extra work in on his body. He was already fit, but he needed something to do to take his mind off of 𝒉𝒆𝒓. It was kinda chilly this morning, but DaMario still wore some basketball shorts and a baggy white t-shirt. Stepping into the gym, he nods his head at the man at the front desk before making his way to the speed punching bags. He needed to test his stamina and strength, so he'll spend all day here. He sets his gym bag down on a black chair then slips his white t-shirt off and tosses it on top of the bag. DaMario's self-esteem was extremely high when it came to his body, mainly because he liked to show it off but he loved to intimidate the other guys there. However, he wasn't too keen on his face. He wasn't exactly cute, but he wasn't ugly neither. "Here you go D man, take this before you start." The man at the front desk says as he hands DaMario some athletic tape for his hands. "Sometimes you go to my equipment like you have something against them all. Just take it easy this time, okay?" The short, stubby man asked and waved at Mario while walking back to his desk. Smiling, he calls out to the man. "I 'preciate ya and I promise I won't break anything this time." DaMario replied, knowing good and well that the promise will be soon broken. After wrapping his hands in the tape, he stretches his fingers to loosen them up a bit then reaches into his black bag and pulls out his phone and earbuds. "Maybe I'll listen to some X today." Mario stated and chose the song "YuNg BrAtZ" by XXXTENTACTION. He puts his earbuds in and sets his phone in his pocket before getting into his stance in front of the punching bag. DaMario, already focused on the bag, places his knuckles in his palm and cracks them then does the same to his other hand. Finally, after prepping himself, he gives the punching bag a few soft hits and watches as it wobbles in different directions. Mario then looks back at the man from the front desk to check and see if he was watching or not before starting to throw serious punches. Huffing, DaMario continues to rush on the punching bag, not realizing how much damage he was causing already. Though, he was distracted by a couple of voices calling his name. He looked over and saw Pinkie but his eyes scan to Diana who was standing right next to her. The last punch he throws misses the bag and lands straight into the wall, cracking it. DaMario came here to keep his mind off of Diana, but it seems impossible. Pinkie was dressed in her signature colors, a pink crop top, yoga pants, and a pair of pink Jordans. Diana, who only wore a white t and a pair of black leggings and sneakers, waved awkwardly at DaMario which made him chuckle. She was cute. Pinkie leaves Diana behind with the rest of the gang that came in with her to come and talk to him. He didn't even notice that Pinkie was right in front of him since he was too busy eyeing one of the dudes trying to flirt with Diana. "Hey, nephew! What's going on?" Pinkie exclaimed with a smile, showing off her diamond-encrusted grill. Mario's never seen any female look good with grill, but Pinkie was an easy exception. It looked normal on her. He greets her with a playful shoulder nudge. "Aye, what's good with you, Malaysia~ you going to the Hachiman festival today?" DaMario asked her while trying his best not to move his hand around too much since it was broken from punching the wall. "Nah, That Hachiman dude is too overrated for me. He's lame~" Pinkie joked and winked at him. She knew his heroic identity and just wanted to tease. "I might go, I don't know. If I'm not busy. But I heard you were going with your new girlfriend over there. Don't you gotta make some sort of speech? How are you gonna do that and spend time with her at the same time?" DaMario waved Diana over to him, not wanting her to be stared down any longer by the same dude. "Firstly, jackass, she isn't my girl. I only invited her to go to the festival with me. I'll have Phoenix stall her or something while I'm doing my speech." They quickly stopped their conversation once Diana was within earshot. Her eyes immediately focus on DaMario's broken hand which was now bruised and bloody. "Oh my god, are you okay? You're hand is.." She looked up at him and saw that he was staring at her. "H-hey Mario..um, are you...are we..still going to the festival today?" The grin reappears on Mario's face and he explains to her that they were still going together. While the two chatted, Pinkie sat back and thought the little conversation was adorable. She also noticed the way DaMario looked at her fellow gang member when he was trying to flirt with Diana. Of course, he was territorial, who wouldn't be around their girl? Lee was the same way with Pinkie. God, how she missed that man...Fighting back tears, Pinkie clears her throat and stands up. "Well then, I'll definitely be there to support my favorite hero of Japan." She says and adjusts her fur around her shoulders. After hugging him, Pinkie leaves Diana with him then snaps her fingers, signaling the gang it was time to go. Diana watches as she tugs on the man that was flirting with her and whisper something in his ear before roughly letting him go. After watching them leave, Diana looks over at DaMario and then looks down at his hand. "Are you gonna be okay? That looks painful." She says with a worried expression on her face. "This? It's nothing serious, I'll be fine." DaMario tried to reassure her, but she wasn't gonna have that simple answer. "DaMario, it's clearly broken. Here, let me see." Diana insisted before gently grabbing his hand and bringing it close to her face to inspect it. Without warning, she brings his busted up knuckles up to her lips and kisses them. Quickly, DaMario pulls his hand away from her and not because he didn't like it, he just couldn't believe how soft her lips felt. Diana, realizing what she did, blushes bright red and immediately bows her head to him, as it was the Japanese custom that he knew far too well. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that!" It was something Diana used to do whenever Tyler's hand was injured. DaMario didn't mind it all, to be perfectly honest. Clearing his throat, he grabs his white shirt and slips it back on but Diana was able to get a quick glance at his sculpted stomach which made her blush even more. Mario gently gripped her shoulders and stood her up straight again then grabbed his black bag and threw the strap over his shoulder. "It's fine and since we're going to this thing today together, you might as well hang with me until it's time to go." Diana's eyes brightened up as she was excited to spend the whole day with him. She followed behind DaMario out through the front doors of the gym and the two head to a noodle joint for a quick bite to eat.