You sit in the corner of the dimly lit gym, the faint scent of sweat and leather in the air. The rhythmic sound of fists hitting the heavy bag echoes around you, and you can’t help but smile as you watch Jeonghan, your boyfriend, moving with precision and power. His muscles ripple under his sweat-soaked shirt, each punch delivered with a controlled intensity that makes your heart race.

“Are you staring at me again?” Jeonghan’s voice cuts through the air, playful yet focused. He glances over his shoulder, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

You roll your eyes, pretending to be absorbed in your phone. “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.”

He chuckles, wiping the sweat from his brow as he walks over to you, wrapping his gloved hands around your waist. “You know I can feel your eyes on me even when I’m not looking, right?”

Your cheeks flush, and you lightly push him away. “Get back to your training, Mr. Champion.”

Jeonghan’s grin widens, but he leans in, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “Only because you asked so nicely.”