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âalright guys, we're going to be going into downward dogâŠ.â brooklyn was teaching his yoga class out on the beach that bright morning, getting into position as he pushed his ass upward and hands down onto the ground. âwe're going to stay like this for a few minutes.â his head looked over to the class of demigods. a mix of demigods, satyrs, and nymphs who were all following along.Â
âokay, now i want all of you to go into savasana. so lay down like a corpse.â he got up and walked up and down each of the aisles, the sound of his voice along with the rhythmic tide crashing into the shore provided a relaxing for the class. after about five minutes, they were dismissed and most people were heading to breakfast at the dining hall.Â
âyou did really great today, huge improvement in your posture.â he used that as an excuse to talk to the cute demigod he'd been checking out all week. âhave you been practicing on your own?â
beau joined the yoga class on a whim. heâd done it a few times before getting to olympus, but knew barely any poses. he was mainly excited about the excuse to spend time with brooklyn; he could ogle the instructor and hopefully get to know him better. the opportunity to see broklyn in compromising positions was a bonus.
beau followed the instructions, bending down into a downward dog. beau held the pose as long as he could, hiding a wince. he continued following brooklyn, laying flat on his back. his chest heaved as he caught his breath. beau looked around as the class lay there, sneaking a few glances at the instructor. beau sat up as the class started filing out. he turned as brooklyn spoke, grinning immediately at the compliment. âthanks. of course itâs because of your great instructing.â he nodded at the second question, âyes iâve just been watching some youtube videos. havenât had anyone to practice with.â he got to his knees, reaching across to shake his hand. âbeau by the way, not sure if you knew that or notâŠâ