➱Gym

@‡ Hyunwoo The idea of the gym was more exciting than actually working out and Seunghyun had been ridiculous about it, bringing a gym bag with a fancy dumb water bottle and attempting to wear gym clothes that were, for a lack of a better term, riding up his . He saw Hyunwoo and followed him inside, staring around as he felt nosey about the place. Scanning the lockers he picked the 87th locker which for once luck was on his side and it was free. He turned the key to open it, stuffing his bag inside. "Sweet, you can just help yourself to any of them?"

He couldn't help but have a sneaky peek at the man beside him, briefly admiring his muscular body before snapping himself out of it and lightly slapping his own cheek. He shrugged off his jacket and stuffed it inside the locker, unpicking his pants before he nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be Hyuntwoo, what do you like to do first? Run on the treadmill? Stretch?"

@† Seunghyun the late afternoon was the perfect time to visit the gym. the weight room would be quiet since most of hyunwoo's clients preferred a morning or an evening appointment. having met seunghyun outside the gym, hyunwoo beckoned his friend to follow him to the locker room. "pick any locker that has a key."

opening the locker that he usually used, hyunwoo started to change, pulling his shirt off over his head, hanging it up before he tackled his jeans, stepping out of his shoes before he pushed the denim down his legs. clad only in his boxers and socks, hyunwoo grabbed a pair of shirts, putting them on before he slipped a plain white tshirt on over his head. stepping back onto his trainers, he grabbed a towel, throwing it over his shoulder. "ready to sweat, hyunone?"

Geonhak hadn't really allowed himself to get out lately and he needed a breath of fresh air. He wasn't looking for anyone or anything specifically. He hadn't let himself workout lately since he had been pouring his all into working with the kids again, to the point that, yet again, he was being forced to take some time off. It was happening more frequently and he was finally beginning to believe, even a little, that his supervisors were right. It was just that he adored being around the kids. He didn't talk much to his family at this point. It wasn't because of a falling out or anything of that sort either. They all had just gotten busy over the years and the most they ever seemed to talk lately was whenever it was just a phone call to reach out to one another for their birthdays. They didn't even really visit one another for the holidays anymore, which was a weird feeling at first but they all got used to it.

He took a deep breath, and then another. He'd taken a light jog to the gym, happy to be back among the equipment, even though it may not have shown entirely over his face, which was definitely more stoic than he thought. He got one of the cloths available, wiping down the nearest treadmill before going ahead and getting started with another light jog, gradually doing a bit of cardio first. It had been a while so he was going to take it a bit slow but he was more than elated with the thought of working out his entire body, which he was undeniably planning to do.

ten sighed as he entered the large gym. it smelled of sweat and he couldn't help but crinkle his nose in a quiet disgust before making his way to any empty device. he had a new shoot coming up in a couple of weeks and was instructed to work on shaping his body, needing to be lean and fit in the prettiest ways. if only he liked exercising, it would make this whole ordeal easier. he had no idea what to do or where to start and to top it off, he could feel the lecherous gazes of the men around him.

@† Luke Junhong walked into the gym, honestly feeling pretty self conscious rather quickly with just how many people around him were seemingly 3 and 4 times the size of the already tall boy, around him. He rubbed his neck as he walked over before giving a sheepish grin as he bowed his head some. "Ah yeah but it's uh... Junhong." He corrected a bit embarrassedly though just stood back up and tilted his head a bit. "You're the trainer I talked to over the phone, right? Luke?"

@† Hoseok maybe it was. don't you tell me you really thought I was going to tease you this whole time only to leave you high and dry? what kind of husband do you think i am, daddy?
/my lip curls a bit and I fist your shirt, tugging you in the last few centimeters needed for your lips to meet mine
good. not like i was going to give up so easily anyway...
/mumbles softly against your lips, the movements from the start firm but controlled as if holding back for the moment

@† Hoseok i mean-- if we don't want to get kicked out. though i'll admit i like giving a little show here and there sometimes.
/bites back a chuckle, following along next to you; as soon as we make it into the room, i raise an eyebrow at your comment/
really now? all that to get to the gym to /actually/ let me work out? tsk. and here i thought you knew me better than that, sir.