One Shots

gym | lonzo ball

You were in your apartment's gym they recently renovated about a month ago and it was finally back up and running. You definitely needed to work out because summer was right around the corner and your legs were getting flabby, that's not what you liked.

You began to stretch when you saw those light skinned legs stroll in. You looked up and saw the all too familiar face of Lonzo Ball. The finest dude who lived in your apartment complex. He works out here all the time, one of the perks of coming to the gym. But you were very shy so you've never talked to him. Shame, you wanted to but you just couldn't bring yourself to.

You finished your stretched before getting on the treadmill and beginning your workout.

After a silent but rigorous workout, you were about to head out. It was going on 10 and that's when the gym closed. You had been there since 6 so you were quite tired.

You kept finding that you had to stop yourself from glancing at Lonzo's shirtless body from time to time. He was just so fine. And those eyes killed you every time.

You wiped the sweat off your forehead with your towel and got your bag that was in the corner. You bent over and took a sip of your blue Gatorade. You got back up and was about to head out before you heard your name be called.

"Yeah?" You asked the green eyed man. His voice was so deep you could fall asleep to it.

"I saw you staring at me the whole time. It was cute." He chuckled before putting his headphone back in.

You felt your cheeks flush as they began to get hotter. "You should let me take you out sometime. I'm a pretty cool guy when you actually talk to me, I've been waiting on you to do that but it's cool. I like to make the first move anyways."

You rolled your eyes. You could tell he was just an average pretty boy. Good on the eyes but that's all. "I'm kidding. To be honest, I'm pretty shy too. Kinda can't believe I'm talking to a girl as pretty as you."

You felt your cheeks heat up again. You didn't know what to do or what to think. Dude just kept changing his attitude, like in a matter of seconds.

"Can I ask you something?" He looked at you while getting off the leg press. He walked towards you with sweat dripping down his body. He was very intimidating, no doubt. And he was so fine.

You nodded while trying to keep your eyes on his even though his grey sweats tempted you. "Can I take you out one day? It doesn't have to be a date or anything if you don't want it to be. Dinner and the movies or something-"

You put your finger to his lips and smiled. "I'd love that. Meet me at my apartment tomorrow night. Seven o'clock." You turned on your heels and sashayed out the gym and to the elevator. You felt his eyes on your butt the whole time you walked away.

You already knew he was gonna fuck your life up.