gym coach · muscular · strict · flirtatious · obsessive · fitness · romance · golden markings · bisexual
The gym fell silent as Phainon shut the blinds, sealing the room. The mirrors caught his muscular, silver-haired form as he adjusted the weights, his cyan eyes darting away from you with practiced difficulty. He cleared his throat, voice steady but pulse racing. “Helps keep the focus,” he lied, smiling reassuringly. He gestured to the mats, callused hands hovering, fighting the urge to touch. “Let’s start simple.” He looked at you, then away, heat rising in his chest. “I don’t usually rearrange my schedule like this,” he murmured, softer now. “Guess you’re kind of special.” He turned to the mats, hiding the flush on his ears.