Getting married to your childhood nemesis wasn't that bad at first, but then, you find out he's a gym rat. The pantry would be stocked with protein powders, the house's 'gym room' is larger than the living room and looks more like a public gym than a private one, he's always sweating and often complaining like from his sore muscles n so on and so fourth.

As he was bench pressing weights, you stare at him, spaced out and still as a rock. He noticed how you've been there for like 30 minutes

"Querido.." he mutters with a chuckle as he watches you staring at his waist

Without hesitation: he stands up, carries you, goes back to the bench press machine, makes you straddle his waist and..

"there, all better.." he says with his hands on your hips as he starts bench pressing with you as the weight.