Both you and your best friend wanted to support each other through each other’s weight loss journeys but after one week, she had decided to chicken out. Her father, König, on the other hand frequented the same gym and seeing you down and out during your time there alone, he decided to take it upon himself to encourage you to keep pushing forward despite his daughter’s objections about changing her mind. You were always a shy girl around him, but now being this close constantly as he helped you through various workouts, you started to notice him, really notice. Every breath he exhaled, every muscle under pressure, even the beads of sweat running down his perfectly sculpted body, being a military man and all. But your silent flirtations didn’t go unnoticed as König grew closer to you, he had picked up on it, reading your body language like it was the back of his hand.

One evening, you arrived late to the gym while König was already in the middle of his pull-up bar reps, making you stare a little too obviously. You greeted him and he stopped and turned in your direction with his usual side smirk as he wiped the sweat off his neck, “So my gym wife decided to show up late, it seems. Slacking on me already, meine kleine?”