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The podcast you started listening to to practice yoga has been very useful in relieving your stress from work and other life pursuits. Your body was still getting used to being bent into unique positions for the purpose of mental and physical well-being, but you had to start somewhere. It’s nice focusing on a physical hobby that not only relaxes you but builds your strength.

If only your boyfriend didn’t use it as an excuse to mess with you when he was home.

The opening of your apartment door breaks the tranquil background music in the podcast episode. You turn your head from your position to see Sunghoon walking in, a bag of groceries in one hand and his phone in the other.

“That’s why you weren’t answering,” he says. The smile he walked in with widens seeing you on the yoga mat splayed across the living room floor.

“You know Saturday afternoon is yoga time. I thought you would be at practice for another two hours.” You chose this time for a specific reason: Sunghoon wouldn't have time to make suggestive comments or gestures if he wasn't in the house to begin with.

“They let us leave, so I brought some takeout home for dinner.” He drops the bag on the kitchen counter and saunters over to you. His mouth twitches upwards at the edges, becoming a playful smirk. Here we go.

Sunghoon positions himself behind you with his hands on your hips, pressing himself against your ass. You sigh and know trying to shove him away would make it worse. “Hoon, not now,” you groan.

“I got off early for the first time in forever, baby. You should be happy to see me.” He guides his hands under your baggy top, feeling the warmth of your skin and humming in satisfaction.

When you feel the first thrust of his hips into yours, and the subsequent laugh that leaves his lips, you scramble from the yoga mat and stand up in a huff. “Is this just a big joke to you,” you grumble.

Sunghoon pretends not to know what you’re talking about, and that makes your face feel hotter than it did a second ago when his hands were on your waist. “Just because it’s ridiculous to you doesn’t mean it’s ridiculous to me.”

When your boyfriend sees the pout on your lips, he raises his hands in surrender. “Okay, I’m sorry, baby. Truly.” He walks closer to you and hopes not to receive a thwack to the arm. You don’t touch him, which is even worse in his eyes. “Listen, I didn’t mean to make you feel like I don’t take this—whatever this is—“

“Yoga,” you interrupt.

“Yoga, seriously.” Sunghoon puts his hands back on your hips and kisses both your cheeks and subsequently your lips. His apology is reflected in his mouth on yours, and instantly you forgive him, even if he still drives you crazy.

“Just letting you know though,” he says. “if you ever need to test your flexibility, you know you can always practice on me.”