Good you do a thick where the reader and kovic go to the same gym and he helps them out and stuff and then flirting happens 😁
I gotta do this.
You’ve been repeating that to yourself for the past year. Last year you made a resolution, this year was the same one. Go to the damn fucking gym. Your friends have convinced you multiple times to go, but you just haven’t been motivated enough to leave your bed. But after treating yourself to some gym gear, you felt motivated enough to actually get up at the light of dawn.
You slip on your black sneakers, carefully doubling-knotting the laces, inhaling the new shoe smell. It was the little things that made life worth it. You step towards you mirror, checking out each part of your body. The gym gear made you look slimmer, but you knew you were far from your reflection in the mirror.
Grabbing your keys and water-bottle, you were out the door. Luckily your apartment complex had a gym on the bottom level open to all so you didn’t need to haul your lazy ass very far. Instead of taking the elevator, you decided to jog down the 3 flights of stairs. By the time you got to the second flight, you regretted your decision and started pacing your steps to catch your breath. You probably looked all hot and flustered. But hey, you weren’t out to impress anyone.
You make it to the 3rd and final flight of stairs and follow the sign that said ‘gym’. Now that’s just teasing at this point. You follow the arrow and arrive at a glass door, you push it in and are immediately greeted with the smell of b.o and stale water. You quietly dry-retch as you walk through. In your mind you already made up your mind as to where you wanted to go.
You make your way over to the weights where a reasonably fit guy laid, pushing the weights up and down. You quickly look away and browse through the various sets of weights. You found the lowest one, oh well, we’ve all got to start somewhere.
It was a small one, so it only required one hand. As you flexed, your muscles ached and you lost your grip. Fuck.
The guy that was doing weights seamlessly before made his way towards you. “Hey, are you okay?” He smiles warmly, you could tell he was trying not to burst out laughing. As you took a closer look, you noticed he had a single tattoo that wrapped around his bicep. Nice.
“Hey? Are you alright?”
“Hmm, what?” Fuck, He caught you out of your trance. You prayed to whatever higher being that was around that he didn’t notice that you were checking him out. This would definitely be one story for the books.
“Oh yeah I’m fine,” You murmur, collecting yourself together, flushed.
“I’m Adam by the way. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before...?”
You shake your head “Yeah, I’m Y/N, today is actually my first day but it looks like I’ve already embarrassed myself enough to hide in my apartment for the rest of my life,”
Adam laughs, picking up your dropped weight and placing it on the rack next to you delicately. His muscles flexed. Fuck. Stop drooling Y/N he’s probably already got someone.
“Oh what number are you if you don’t mind me asking?”
“47,”
“Oh really? I’m 42. What a coincidence!” Adam smiles warmly. Oh god oh god oh god. Adam wipes the sweat from his forehead, his hair was drenched and mattered.
“You planning on coming here often?”
“Maybe,” You shrug, honestly you had no idea before but now, the gym might not be such a bad idea.
“Well, I’d like a gym buddy if wouldn’t mind Y/N. Besides, I might start coming to the gym more often if you’re gonna be here.” He winks smiling. Again. Him and that god damn smile. You felt yourself completely crumble into yourself.
“Neither,” You agree, your heart beating a million beats per second. “Well, I’m going to the change rooms. I’ll be a few, you wouldn’t mind waiting would you? We can get to know each other at breakfast,” Adam suggests you just nod and watch him walk away.
