The Outsiders: Dar-Bit

Gym Buddies

Two-Bit and Darrel go to the gym together.

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Darrel is very proud of his body. Specifically, his muscles. He takes pride in his strenuous work in order to sculpt and perfect them. His job as carrying roof bundles helps, but him going to the gym three to four times a week does the trick.

Two-Bit, on the other hand, was more passive when it comes to having a toned body. Whenever he felt fat, he would do something every now and then, but he didn't really care about having the biggest biceps in town. However, when it comes to his slight hourglass figure, he makes sure that it stays nice and curvy. A few months after him and Darrel got together, he started noticing that Darrel's hands seemed to like resting on his hips and squeezing them.

Darrel mentioned the idea of "gym dates" and at first, Two-Bit was not that keen on it. Going to a place that reeks with the thick smell of sweat and hearing other guys grunt loudly is not his cup of tea. However, watching Darrel workout might be. The mere thought of Darrel lifting weights makes the redhead bite his lip. So, he agreed.

They chose the perfect day to go to the gym. It was nice and sunny; perfect for an after-gym run. Darrel would usually go for one, but he didn't want to tucker Two-Bit out.

"You know, we could've walked there and gotten some cardio in," the redhead suggested, watching town buildings zoom by as Darrel drove down the street.

"As if you would be up for walking," Darrel responded, noticing the gym's parking lot coming up.

"Hey! I'm not that lazy," Two-Bit said, sounding deeply offended.

"Well, your mom and the gang beg to differ," Darrel said.

Darrel parked his truck and the couple jumped out of it, each holding a full bottle of cold water in their hand.

"So, uh, you excited?" Darrel said.

"Oh yes. I can't wait to smell sweaty dudes!" Two-Bit exclaimed sarcastically.

Darrel rolled his eyes, a soft smile spreading across his face.

"But you agreed to it, didn't you?" he said.

"Look, just know that if anyone else asked me to do this, I would've said no," the redhead said honestly.

Darrel couldn't help but gloat inwardly from that comment. With a confident look on his face, Darrel barged into the gym with his boyfriend next to him. The redhead had a look of determination on his face, which was immediately soiled by the hot smell of sweat. Two-Bit quickly lifted up his T-shirt and covered his nose, fighting the urge to vomit. The couple walked further into the gym while Two-Bit kept giving Darrel looks of confusion.

"What?" Darrel whispered, finally noticing Two-Bit.

"Don't you smell that?" Two-Bit snapped, "It smells like old gym clothes that have been stored in a wet locker for 30 years."

"Well, the more time you spend in here, the more you get used to the smell," Darrel said.

The redhead ignored the subtle insult, muttering to himself as he tried to breathe through his mouth.

They finally reached their destination: a corner where a rack of weights awaited them.

"Okay. We're gonna start with some arm stuff," Darrel said, "You cool with that?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," Two-Bit said, already imaging the brunet's muscles bulging as he tried to lift some weights.

Darrel gravitated towards the 120 LB weights, grabbing them as he let out a couple of grunts. Two-Bit watched in awe as Darrel performed three sets of curls, observing Darrel's muscles swell under his skin. Once the brunet completed his exercise, he smirked at his boyfriend staring at him.