Okay hear me out this is a purely selfish request…BUT!
Ram and Cassidy drabbles giving us workout motivation???
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I know nothing about workouts, but hey ho, lets see what happens
RAMATTRA
He watches from the doorway, leaning against it with his arms crossed over his chest. There's a satisfied hum that escapes his vocaliser as he watches you do your usual workout routine in the gym.
When you catch him lingering, most likely analysing your form and movements, you stand up straight. With your chest heaving and sweat beading on your forehead, you huff.
"Something the matter?" You ask, hands on your hips.
"No, nothing is wrong." He simply states, stepping towards you.
"Then why are you staring?"
"I am not staring," Ramattra circles you before placing his hands on your shoulders, thumbs pressing against the sore points. "How many more sets do you have?"
"I lost count a while ago." You admit almost sheepishly.
"Typical." He hums with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Do not let me stop you." And with that, Ramattra moves to the side, allowing you to resume your workout.
It was a little unsettling, but when you found your rhythm, the omnic watching you didn't faze you no more.
"Your form is near perfect."
"Good work."
"You are quite strong for someone your size."
Just those comments alone got your burning up and not from working out. Ramattra can give compliments, when he wants to .
CASSIDY
"Damn, doll." Cassidy drawls the moment he walks into the training room within the Overwatch facility. There's that mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he looks you up and down.
"How did I know you would come sauntering in here?" You jest, glaring at him from the side as you continue your current set.
The cowboy chuckles as he walks over and removes his cowl, dumping it onto the bench and then picking up a heavier weight than the one in your hand.
"Oh, showing off now?" You cock an eyebrow, the smirk still plastered on your face.
"I play to impress." He stands beside you, muscles flexing as he works out with you. "But, darlin', you're doing mighty fine yourself."
"Oh shut it." With a shake of your head, you huff a laugh.
"What? Last I checked, it wasn't illegal to compliment someone-" He grunts when your elbow connects with his side. "What was that for?"
"Being a smartass."
"Careful, darlin'. I won't hesitate in beating your pretty ass." Cassidy lets his eyes rove over your sweat slicked body and not subtly either.
With a roll of your eyes, you ignore him, but his comments on how well you're doing linger within your head.
"Keep going like that and you'll be stronger than me."
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KOFI