He was staring at his reflection in the gym mirror. The action reflected there by his co-workers were at odds with his still figure. He was standing motionless, examining his last thought when Gray managed to sneak up on him.
“Uh oh,” Gray said crestfallen.
Bryan jumped. “What?” He looked at his partner’s expression in surprise.
“It finally happened!” Grey turned to the rest of the room and announced, “He’s fallen in love with himself!”
Loud guffaws broke out across the room. Bryan threw his sweaty towel at Gray who ducked adroitly.
“Jealous, mocha?” Bryan goaded him.
“Only because I've been saving myself for you,” coffee-skinned Gray snickered.
“Saving what? Your mouth--? Cause I know where that’s been--!”
The room watched on in amusement as the familiar antics between the two deteriorated until it became a clearly unfair wrestling match between Gray’s whole body and Bryan’s bicep.
The bicep won.
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