You didn't reply after that, and you weren't sure if you still had the face to enter the gym tomorrow.

How embarrassing.

You wished sleep went by slowly how your least favorite class would slow down time during your high-school years. You wished it would also slow down during your sleep.

Because morning went by pretty quick.

You begrudgingly walked towards the gym's glass door. You stood there and watched people in their workout attires carrying dumbbells, running on the treadmill, stretching, being guided by their trainers,

holy shit, your trainer was there stretching on the right side of the gym.

You sighed. You might as well just face it. You were caught pleasuring yourself. It's up to Katsuki anyway on how he'll see you starting today onwards.

Then again, it's not like you cared what anyone thinks of you, but being caught in that malicious act really got you paranoid.

You placed your I.D. on the scanner and put it inside your gym bag. The sound of the scanner beeping caught Katsuki's attention, and he immediately whipped his head behind him. He grins as he sees you, but you can't bring yourself to look him in the eye.

"You're late," Katsuki said as he stood up and faced you. Your eyes were glued to the mirror where you could see Katsuki's reflection.

His condescending grin.

You check the time above the mirror. "I believe I arrived on time." You said.

Katsuki shrugged. "Let's begin stretching first. Follow my lead."

Then, the torturous session began.

After an hour, you were already sweating buckets. Katsuki's workout plan was the step-sister of an angel.

Step-sisters aren't blood-related per se, so not even an ounce of heaven can be seen in the planner. It was hell-like. How can he be cruel to someone new to the gym like yourself?

"Let's begin to cool things down," Katsuki said, and you couldn't be more relieved. He turned two treadmills on and motioned you to follow him.

"Every time you hear a sound, press this button. That means the speed will increase. Begin." He instructs.

After that, you at least heard three beeping sounds from his treadmill, and you couldn't say that it was like a walk in the park at all.

"You're catching up pretty easily," Katsuki says as the two of you finally end the session with one last stretching.

It wasn't like you were catching up to Katsuki that quick. You were just reasonably good at hiding how tired you were. It must've seemed you were untroubled.

"Not really." You replied as you sat down on the mat and sprawled your long legs.

Katsuki went behind you and slowly pushed your back. "What are you doing?" You asked and turned your head behind to glance at him.

You regretted now that you realized how close your face was to his. "Helping you stretch. What do you think?" He retorts with a grin. You faced back in front and saw his face in the reflection.

That shit-eating grin doesn't seem to come off.

You extend your arms forward as he slowly pushes your back, your fingers reaching far on the ground.

"You're quite flexible, don't you think?" Katsuki says, and lets go of your back. Then put them on both your legs to maintain them flat on the ground.

You almost flinched at where he placed his hands. They were pretty close to your hips. He was so close. Dangerously close to you. You couldn't tell if he was doing this on purpose or not.

Then, slowly, his hands moved closer to where your groin was. "I believe you should be placing your hands on my knees, Bakugo." You said.

You could feel his airy chuckle on your nape.

That was hot. Hell, you couldn't even deny it anymore.

"Okay," Katsuki says and slides his hands to your knees. The problem now was that you could feel his upper body on your back.

"So you prefer this?" Katsuki says in a teasing manner.

"Maybe." You said, not backing down. You leaned a little to the back as you felt his groin, and his breath hitched.

You inwardly smirk. "I'm good now." You said.

"Huh?" Katsuki says as if in a daze.

"You can let go of me now." You clarified, and that's when Katsuki backed away from you.

Katsuki clears his throat as you stand up. "Will that be all for today?" You asked him and grabbed your towel from the side.

"Yes, and follow the workout plan that I gave you," Katsuki says.

You nodded and headed to the changing room when Katsuki walked with you.

"Don't you have any clients today?" You asked and entered the male's changing room.

"Nah," Katsuki replies as you head to a private cubicle. You could hear the footsteps following behind you.

"Why are you following me?" You asked and faced him.

The both of you stood outside a cubicle. Surprisingly, no one was around the changing room but the two of you.

"I'm not, idiot," Katsuki grumbles and walks past you to head to another cubicle.

You dropped your bag on the floor and grabbed Katsuki, pulled him inside the cubicle, and caged him in between your arms with his back on the door.

"Is this the reason why you're following me?" You boldly asked as you looked down on him.

Katsuki scoffed with a smirk. "You're full of yourself."

"Says the one who's a self-proclaimed number one trainer on his calling card." You retorted immediately, and he glared.

"Well, aren't I? To the point you'd touch yourself with lewd thoughts of me, pervert." Katsuki smirks and crosses his arms.

You brought your face to the crook of his neck and let out an airy chuckle.

Katsuki stiffens. You inwardly smirk once again.

"I wasn't the one touching the other's body maliciously." You said, and Katsuki could feel a chill run down his spine. Katsuki's muted response made you smirk this time.

"So you prefer this?" You said and purposely ground your groin to his.

"Oh? You're hard, Bakugo." You amusingly said, and Katsuki placed his palms on your chest, putting less effort into pushing you away.

That very situation decides what you've been trying to identify yourself as for a long time.

You were gay for this man.