Yuna Lee just wants to help (to_zanarkand) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-03-14 15:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, thor odinson, yuna |
Who: Yuna, Thor
What: Yuna has hormones, Thor is distracting.
When: Today, 12ish.
Where: A gym!
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for Thor's Abs. Mainly tho, this log is just adorable.
Status: Complete!
Exercising was supposed to be happening, but Yuna was distracted. She was the one that had asked Thor to exercise again. At the time, she liked to think that her reasons for that were completely benign; The energy boost she’d gotten last week had been wonderful, and she thought it was good to keep that up.
But now that they were back in the gym, she was beginning to wonder if some part of her hadn’t had some kind of ulterior motive. Thor was big, and strong, and somewhat like a gigantic fuzzy teddy bear. And such a gentleman! It made her think of Him a little bit, but mainly she was just torn between staring at his abs and trying to resist the urge to cuddle him.
It was definitely bad to be distracted while running on the treadmill. She tripped a bit, and found herself flailing to catch back up with the belt. It was one of her less than graceful moments, though somewhat hysterical from an outsider’s point of view. At least until she lost traction and went sliding backwards, tumbling off the belt.
Thor did his best to dissuade her of any notion that he had ulterior motives himself. He made sure she was settled on the treadmill before moving over to use the weights. She could handle that much on her own, he thought. She really was adorable, and he grinned at her as she ran.
He was half way through a repetition on his weights when she lost her balance. Thor ran up and loomed over her as he leaned to help. "Miss Yuna, are you all right?"
It had been a combination of the grin and the ripple of his muscles as he'd lifted the weights that had thrown Yuna off to begin with. She felt like stars were rolling around her head as Thor loomed over her. Maybe some of them were rolling around Thor's head like some kind of crown, too. The man was gorgeous. Her pulse was doing things it had never done in all the times she'd checked it.
Why was this suddenly an issue? She'd gone through her entire life without even looking twice at a boy before now.
Yuna was annoyed with herself, but she put that to the back of her mind and tried to collect herself, "Oh, yes, I just... slipped. That's all."
Gently, he picked Yuna up and settled her on her feet. He wasn’t unaware of the effect he sometimes had on women. It was really easy to break a heart so he tried to avoid letting things get to that level. Varda had been nice because she’d had no expectations after. “Perhaps you are a bit distracted?”
As if it wasn't embarrassing enough that she'd fallen off a treadmill while Thor had been watching. Yuna had started blushing furiously when Thor lifted her up, and now she was hugging one of her arms against her, trying not to stammer like a schoolgirl.
Which is exactly what she felt like. A younger child who'd just been scolded by a teacher. Or an older student. A cute older student. Yuna took a deep breath, and let it out, "I... may be a little distracted, yes. But that's no excuse. I should have been paying more attention to my footing."
Thor rubbed his hand in circles on Yuna’s back, then guided her back to the treadmill. He gave her some respectful space. “Try again. It’s better to get right back on than to give up. Just like riding a bicycle.”
And now he was touching her back. Yuna tried very hard to remember to breathe, and nodded her head. How was she going to get through the harder things? Like when he helped her lift weights, or watched her do pull ups?
That was it. She just had to put her game face on. She was a Summoner. If she could embark on a pilgrimage as a teenager and try to defeat Sin, surely she could handle Thor's abs. She nodded, looking determined, "I will conquer this treadmill. I will."
She probably wanted to handle Thor’s abs, right? Thor gave her a thumbs up, then returned to his weights to finish his repetitions, but this time he kept a closer eye on Yuna. She was intriguing - anyone in the medical profession automatically had his respect. He wondered if there was more he could do - doctors had saved his life twice.
She might have wanted to handle Thor's abs. Yuna had no idea what her hormones were doing. Well, no, she understood the chemicals. She understood the biology of it. But she'd never had time to notice men before, not even in her dreams. Not until he had come along.
Now she felt like she was making up for all of those lost years. She tried not to look at Thor as she finished her treadmill work out. Instead, that look of determination stayed on her face.
...But she probably looked in his direction at least a dozen times without even realising it.
This could potentially be a problem, Thor realized. He didn’t want to move on a woman that was both innocent and who was doing such a good thing as medical school. He finished his repetitions, then walked up to Yuna and rested a hand on her arm. “I think you can take a break now.”
Fire and lightning streaked up Yuna's arm, and she blushed even more brightly. She didn't really trust her voice or her ability to use coherent words, and instead nodded her head.
Not wanting a repeat of a few moments ago, she was careful to turn the treadmill off before dismounting the thing this time. Then she grabbed her water and her towel, and tried not to look at Thor or his muscles or the way they gleamed in the lights of the gym. He was sweaty and smelly but it wasn't remotely unattractive.
It should have been, maybe. She wiped her forehead down, and smiled at him shyly, "Alright. What's next?"
Thor grinned at her. His own hair was sticking to his shoulders and neck. “Why don’t we shower, and then I’ll treat you to lunch. How does that sound?” Probably more than he intended, and he held up a hand. “I mean that, in a friendly way.”
Yuna ducked her head, "Yes, I understand. A friendly lunch. I think... I would like that. Let me just get cleaned up."
Of course he had to designate that it would just be friendly, and she realised that she'd probably been making a fool of herself this entire time. Blushing and giggling and acting like some teenager. She was a little angry at herself, but she smiled at Thor and waved at him, "Okay, yes. So, off to the showers we go. I'll meet you at the entrance!"
“I’ll try not to peek,” He joked, nodding his head at her, before grabbing a towel and heading off to take his own shower.