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The fates loved to play games, especially on those who didn’t see them. Logico had come to understand an esoteric way of thinking, especially given how many ‘coincidences’ kept happening to him. The amount of murders that he didn’t need to be called to was frightening, not to mention how may people reappeared. Reprieve from his thoughts could be nice, and one such way was exercise. It wasn’t uncommon for Logico to work out, it gave him great time to think and had benefits for his mental health. Irratino, however, did as he pleased. Usually, Logico and Irratino didn’t work out, either due to clashing schedules or ideas of what ‘working out’ meant
“Logico? Darling, what are you doing here?”
However, usually does not mean always. Logico hummed as he walked over to the man in purple, setting down his mat
“I go to this gym often and wanted to do a free class. Yoga is not my forte, but it’ll be nice to stretch”
Irratinos smile, as dazzling as ever, seemed softer today. More thoughtful.
“Oh, it’ll be a delight to have you. If you’d like I could pay your fee~!”
“Again, I will not be paid for like a child.”
The two looked at eachother, stubbornly gridlocked before the teacher began the class. After solving who murdered the first teacher, it went well. It was nice to stretch his body, his hips stiff from sitting in an office chair. However, seeing his beloved next to him made him feel a bit better about being inflexible.
…Mostly because Irratino wasn’t flexible. At all. Logico laughed softly and stretched to slip his hand into the other man’s as they barely reached past his mid shin.
Maybe he would come again next time.