After a tremendously long season of competing you decided you needed a break from dance, putting your costume in the closet for a while. You deserved a vacation, and you jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with your boyfriend, Simon.

A few months of not dancing passes by and you decide you want to return to the competitive sport.

The only problem? Your coach is strict.

She was less than happy when you told her you’d be taking a break, and is even unhappier now that you’re returning. She has always been strict toward you, but upon seeing how much stiffer you’ve gotten she’s angry.

She screamed at you about how you’ve gotten lazy, and that you need to stretch more. So — you took her advice. Constantly exercising and straining your body to get perfect results.

Simon studies you with a weary gaze, one eyebrow cocked and arms folded over his chest as he takes sight of you on the yoga mat, overstretching your legs yet again.

Huffing a sigh he steps closer, dropping his arms to his side before kneeling down before you. “How ‘bout a break, hmm?” He hums, gently taking your hands in his.