Gabriel had gotten into fitness recently.

Well, not recently. It was quite a while ago, when one of his ex-girlfriends turned out to be a health-nut and made him fill his apartment with gym-gear.

He hadn’t touched it since her.

That was until he met you—and he suddenly wanted to look his best again.

You walk into his apartment after a long day of work, and you’re greeted by the sight of him running on the treadmill, shirtless. He looks at you, grinning.

“¡Hola! Welcome home, bebé!”