Omniscient Narrator/ 3rd person (The narrator is literally omniscient, I kid you not)
Megan walked down to the gym early, deciding to get in a good workout before starting her day. She had stayed awake last night, crying and softly screaming into the pillow because she just couldn't cope with her brother's death. So naturally she was drowsy and foggy in the head, a good workout just might distract her and clear things up.
She walked into the gym to see a half-naked Steve bent over the bench press, doing bicep curls. Well, distracted I am Megan thought before realizing she let her thoughts wander to Steve again, she had to get over him, he left her after all. "Hey." She quipped and Steve looked up.
Now, Steve was from the 40's and back then, they knew how to treat women. However, he still couldn't stop himself from taking over Megan's appearance, she just had that effect on him. She had decided to train in the tiniest of shorts and just a simple sports bra and Steve was having to physically restrain his eyes from roaming further. Although, God knows he just wanted to drink her all in, everything about this woman made him go mad.
Steve got up, because he couldn't stay any longer in this room without shamefully watching Megan, "I'll leave." Megan laughed and Steve's heart skipped a few beats, "No, no. It's alright. There's only one gym." Megan added a joke to the end, "Besides, I don't hate you that much." Steve's face fell as he took in Megan's words, she hates me? he thought. Megan immediately felt bad as she saw Steve's face, "Oh no, I was just kidding Steve. I don't hate you." she whispered that last sentence and felt his eyes trained on her as she grabbed two boxing gloves and started to punch the punching bag. Steve resumed his exercise.
After a couple of very excruciatingly awkward minutes, Steve looked up at Megan, "You know, I could use a training partner." Megan looked up, smirking, "You remember that I beat your ass in gym class?" Steve scoffed, "I was being nice and language young lady." Megan and Steve both burst out laughing, then looked at one another and laughed again. For some time, it was just like the old days, where they would lie side by side in Megan's bed and laugh. Alas, the present caught up to them.
Megan wiped her eyes, smiling at Steve, "Sure, let's train." Steve hoisted himself off the bench and they both made their way into the small boxing stadium set up in the gym. "Alright, I know what you can do now. So no more Mr. Nice guy." Megan rolled her eyes at Steve, "Might want to tone down the testosterone." Steve smiled and beckoned Megan forwards, but she didn't make the first move. She wanted her opponent to tire themselves out and then she came in for the big kill.
So Steve charged at her, he tried to swipe a kick on her legs, so she would go down. But Megan had been indulging in combat for quite some time now so she simply jumped up and got Steve square in the chest with a swift kick. Steve groaned as he tried to pry himself off the floor, he could not appear weak in front of the girl he loved. He got up and in a blur pinned Megan's arms behind her back, his naked chest pressed against her naked back and for a while that's all that mattered, to both of them.
Megan could feel her heart start to beat faster and she knew she had to do something before Steve ended up winning. So she loosened her arms a bit, causing Steve to think she was trying to escape and tightening his hold on her, "Surely you didn't think it'd be that easy." He whispered in her ear and she smiled. She twisted her arms hard causing Steve to drop her hands if he wanted to keep his arms on his body and she jumped up, backing away from him. Megan let out a melodious laugh that warmed Steve up right to his insides, "No, no I didn't think it'd be that easy."
Steve came in again, only to have Megan kick him down and sit on top of him, her exposed thighs on either side of Steve. He looked up at her in wonderment, but he couldn't let her win. Megan looked down at Steve and smiled a victorious smile, just as she was about to boast her win, Steve flipped her over in one smooth move. He landed on top of her, one of his arms pinning both of hers on top of her head and the other supporting his weight. One of his knees was pressed against Megan's inner thigh and the other was pressed against her outer thigh. Megan looked up at Steve, "You know we've been in this position before." She tried to laugh off the tension but Steve was staring intently at her.
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