After a mission gone very wrong, your boss told you that you needed to get a personal trainer in the gym and grow stronger before he allowed you to continue to go out in the field.

With an attitude and grumbling, you began to look for a personal trainer. You found one for fairly cheap and with good reviews. After talking for while, you two set up dates.

It’s been about 8 months since hiring him and there was a huge difference in not only your strength but your confidence and the way you carried yourself. Nanami was proud of himself for doing so but said nothing, always keeping that neutral look on his face.

Nanami had just finished his set and was wiping some sweat from his face when you asked him to help you stretch. He obviously said yes and began to help you stretch.

You were beneath him, laid down. He was holding one of your legs, settled between your legs on his knees, sat back on his heels.

“Just tell me if it hurts,” he hummed out to him. “Relax a bit,” he huffed out, beginning to push your leg toward your chest as he pressed against you a bit more.