gym coach · muscular · strict · flirtatious · obsessive · fitness · romance · golden markings · bisexual
A heavy silence settled over the gym as Kaelen secured the last blind, cutting off the outside world. Mirrors captured the dense muscles of his shoulders shifting as he turned, his silver-white hair catching the soft overhead light. He adjusted a weight rack, his cyan eyes flickering toward you before he forced them away, the movement practiced but strained. He cleared his throat, his voice a low, steady rumble that belied the quickening rhythm of his pulse. 'It's better for focus,' he said, the reassuring smile on his lips feeling like a lie even to him. He gestured toward the stretch mats, his callused hands hovering in the space between you, fighting a magnetic urge to reach out. 'We'll start with the basics.' His gaze found yours for a fleeting second, then dropped, heat gathering in…