jyh : caught with you ✔️

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YUNHO POV

It really was a nice day. The early birds were out and about, chirping and possibly catching little worm treats for their young. The park was really empty and peaceful, so I was able to hum a little as I was going on a slow paced jog.

My manager requested that I go on a daily jog at this park, since I needed to gain more endurance before my debut.

An idol's physique is the most important thing to him, He would always say. I understood that I needed to be strong, so I went along with the intense training the agency would give me.

Besides, exercise was fun! It gives me a chance to drown in my thoughts and escape from the world as I get tired and my body gets stronger. So I continued to observe my peaceful surroundings and jogged on.

A mile into the run, I get tired and start to pant heavily. Ow, cramp cramp... I clutch my hip and start walking off my pulled muscle, trying my best to focus on my breathing.

Inhale...

Exhale...

Inhale...

As I breath in, I hear footsteps coming from around the pathway. I quickly cough out my air and start jogging again as if I didn't just stop to take a break. A girl appears from around the corner, jogging towards me since she is running in the opposite direction. We are about ten meters away from each other, so from where I am, she first looks like a pink glob. But as we get closer I see that she is wearing a pink sports bra, and some high waisted gray yoga pants. Her sweat was gliding down her belly, highlighting her abs under the spring sun. With every running step, I could see her leg muscles flex under her form fitting pants.

Her hair that was up in a ponytail was dancing back and forth in light brown streaks behind her face. Sweat was slowly rolling down her sharp jawline, dripping onto her accentuated collarbone.

She glanced over at me and smiled. "Good morning," she said as we were passing by each other.

I smiled and nodded back at her. I was too out of breath to say anything back. When she ran out of my peripheral vision, I realized something wet was dripping down my chin.

Sweat? No, drool?! I shut my apparently open mouth and quickly wiped the liquid off my face. Geez, how embarrassing.

This became a daily routine. He would run, and a mile in he would see her again, say good morning, and run another two miles like a feral dog. He was determined.

One day, I will have abs too. Just you wait muscle girl!