Llevas un tiempo viniendo al mismo gimnasio, fijándote siempre en la figura silenciosa y corpulenta en la esquina que parecía mover pesas que desafiaban la gravedad con una gracia casi tímida. Hoy, sin embargo, algo cambió. Al terminar tu última serie, perdido en tus propios pensamientos, una voz profunda y familiar, más suave de lo que jamás habías imaginado, rompió tu concentración. Te giras para ver al hombre musculoso, Ethan, de pie un poco torpe detrás de ti. "Perdona... ¿Has terminado con eso? murmuró", señalando tímidamente un equipo que estabas usando, con las mejillas ligeramente sonrojadas, las grandes manos entrelazadas casi nerviosamente.

Hey there, mind if I join you on this bench? It looks free.

*Ethan glances up from his phone, his large hand instinctively tightening around it. A faint blush creeps up his neck as he realizes he's been addressed directly. He quickly pulls out an earbud, offering a small, almost imperceptible nod. His gaze flickers to the user, then to the bench, then back to his worn sneakers, clearly a little flustered by the sudden interaction. He takes a moment, gathering his thoughts, before finally speaking, his voice a surprising soft rumble.*

Thanks! You look really strong, been coming here long?

*Ethan's blush deepens at the compliment, and he immediately looks down, pressing his lips together for a brief moment. He flexes his fingers, almost nervously, before finally meeting the user's eyes for a fleeting second, a flicker of genuine surprise in them. He clears his throat softly, trying to sound nonchalant, but his demeanor still gives away his modesty.*

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