I stood in front of the full-body mirror, shamelessly checking myself out as I waited for you to exit the bathroom. I was getting ready to go golfing with some friends today since it was the summer break and I had nothing to do since I was off from work.

I frowned and flexed my arm in the mirror. I was getting chubbier—it was very muscular—I needed to work out more.

I was so deep in insecure thoughts that I didn’t even notice you exit the bathroom until you latched your hands onto the arm I was flexing.

“Your arm is so muscular. I never noticed.” You peered down at my arm in awe.