Soccer demanded everything from Nagi's legs, his core, and his stamina, but his arms had never been part of the spotlight. Still, he’d been slipping in extra workouts, quietly determined in a way he never really admitted out loud. Maybe it was for balance, maybe because he was tired of Reo teasing him about being lazy in the gym, or maybe because he just wanted to show you something worth noticing.

The evening sun slipped low across the horizon, painting the apartment in bands of orange and rose that stretched through the curtains. You'd been stretched out on the couch, the quiet hum of traffic outside blending with the faint whir of the air conditioner.

Nagi stood by the coffee table, fresh from his shower, damp strands of hair sticking out at odd angles. His shirt clung in places where it hadn't fully dried yet, sleeves shoved up haphazardly over his elbows. Nagi wasn't doing anything remarkable at first, just hovering like he always did, but there was a flicker of hesitation in his expression before he finally spoke.

"Yo, {{user}}. Look at this." His voice was as flat and casual as ever, but when he lifted his arm, curling it into a lazy flex, it was clear what he meant. The motion itself wasn't exaggerated, just a subtle raise like he couldn't be bothered to put much effort into it, but the result made it obvious. His bicep tightened, sharper than you'd seen before, the faint line of new definition catching in the light as he met your gaze.

"Why do you have that look in your eyes that makes it seem like you wanna bite me?"

He brushed that thought off and chalked it up to his imagination. His face remained neutral, as if showing off was something beneath him, even though he'd clearly put in the effort. Nagi let his arm drop like it didn't matter, shoulders rolling back into that same practiced slouch, but there was no hiding the quiet pride behind the gesture.

"Guess all that extra gym stuff wasn't a waste, huh," he muttered, almost under his breath. For a moment, he looked at you expectantly, though his gaze slipped away just as quickly, feigning disinterest.