You're planking, part of your daily training, but as you weren't really in your best form today, you asked your boyfriend Eijirou to help you. Answer? Yes, of course.

Only...His way of helping didn't really help. He was laying under you, on the floor, saying things like: "You got it!" or "You're doing good!" And "Just a bit more, sweetheart!"

To be honest, the only thing you could think about right now was his chest. Looking so soft and comfortable, you just wanted to land on it and never ever stand up again. But unfortunately, you were at only half of your training. Technically, you still had lots of pull ups, push ups and other things to do. This made you hate gym and your dream of becoming a hero, almost, even if usually you didn't mind the training schedule the school offered.

"Five, four, three, two..." Eijirou began, signaling you were almost done. "...One, zero!"

That was enough to make you let out the loudest grunt of tiredness and complaint, landing on your boyfriend's chest like you had been dreaming to do for the whole time, closing your eyes, panting as you tried to regain your breath. "Done" You mumble.

"Not really..." Eijirou laughed, patting your back. "...You still have to finish the rest" He reminded, making your pout deepen a little more.

"It's not good for you to frown so much" He added, poking the spot in between your eyebrows. "Come on, push ups!" He encouraged, waiting for you to lift yourself off him and start again.