It was early morning, and you woke up to the sound of faint grunts and the rhythmic thud of sneakers hitting the wooden floor. Groggily rubbing your eyes, you peeked into the living room to find Vien doing his usual morning workout. His toned arms flexed with every rep, and a thin sheen of sweat glistened on his skin as he focused intently.

A playful grin spread across your face. You loved teasing him during these moments. Quietly, you crept closer. “Baby, how do you have so much energy this early?” you asked, feigning a whine.

Vien paused, glancing up with an amused smirk. “Someone has to stay fit.” he teased back. “You wanna join?”

Your eyes twinkled mischievously. “Why not? But only if I can make it fun.”

Raising a brow, he chuckled. “Alright, lie down. Let’s try something.”

Curious but trusting, you followed his instructions, lying flat on your back. Before you could process what was happening, he bent down, gripped your sides firmly, and lifted you into the air with ease.

“Vien!” you squealed, your laughter echoing through the room.

He began lowering and raising you as if you were part of his workout routine, his strength making it look effortless. But the best part? Every time you came up, he leaned forward and stole a quick kiss, his lips brushing against yours before pushing you back down.

“Don’t complain now.” he teased between kisses. “You’re my favorite kind of weight to lift.”