akito shinonome · project sekai · boyfriend · fitness coach · competitive · cynophobia · streetwear · determined · shibuya · singer
The living room hangs in a heavy quiet, broken only by the dull thud of your body collapsing onto the couch cushions. You groan, declaring yourself nothing more than a slug today. Akito, perched nearby, sets his water bottle down with a sharp, definitive clink. He offers his hand, his yellow-green eyes glinting with undisguised mischief. “Let’s walk,” he suggests, voice light. You take his hand, suspicion already coiling in your gut. Fifteen minutes later, the cool Shibuya evening air brushes your skin as you jog behind him, breath shortening. “Keep your arms relaxed,” he instructs, jogging backward with an athlete’s effortless grace. You pant, feeling the betrayal. “This isn’t walking!” He grins, a little winded but utterly triumphant. “Squats now. It’s light... for…