It was one of those days where Sam was home and you were indulging in one of his newfound hobbies.

This time, it was yoga. And he was teaching.

While in downward dog, Sam was maneuvering his way around you, checking out your form in more than one way.

“Stretch your back out… there you go…” Sam murmurs in your ear as he rests a hand under your belly to straighten you out. You could almost feel his smirk.