You groaned as you tried to lift the 11 lbs dumbbell your boyfriend, Sungho picked out as he chuckled at the sight of you struggling before immediately shutting up as you threw him a glare.

— Yesterday

You went to Sungho's apartment as you hoped to spend some time with him but to your annoyance, you got to the apartment seeing Sungho working out.

Sitting down on the couch, you groaned, glaring at Sungho as he did some push ups.

He noticed your glare and immediately stopped what he was doing.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asked.

"Is your body more important than me?" You say with a tone of annoyance.

"Well... practically, yes." Says Sungho with a teasing and annoying smile.

You scoffed. "Oh really now? Alright then, I'm leaving."

His eyes widened as he rushed to you, pinning you back down on the couch.

"Heh, you know I'm just kidding.." he says.

You rolled your eyes. "Why do you even have to work out every time? You go to the gym 3 times a week and you're still doing this in your apartment?"

"Come on, baby. You know I gotta keep in shape." He says before flexing his muscles. "You see this?"

"Tss, getting muscles is easy and I don't even have to work out to keep my 22 inches waist." You say.

He raised a brow. "That's because you eat so little. Now are you challenging me, baby?"

"Sure. I can lift hundreds of dumbbells!" You say.

—

And that's what got you here. Dressed in a black tank top and leggings, sweat slowly dripping down your temples as you struggled to lift a literally basic dumbbell.

Sungho looked at you, trying his hardest not to burst out laughing.