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Gym Date with Consequences

LE SSERAFIM Kazuha x Male Reader

lenght: 2,000 Words

Genre: fluff

After meeting her in ballet school back in the Netherlands, it's safe to say you and Kazuha have been friends for quite some time. You were one of the very first to hear the news about her going to South Korea to become an idol. However, now her busy schedule as a member of one of the most famous K-pop groups in the world is standing in the way of spending time with her, and it’s frustrating.

As much as you cherish your friendship, and those rare texts and calls you exchange, you can't help but think of her as more than just a friend. Seeing her on screen, in performances and music videos, with all the film magic of post-production editing and makeup, feels like a dream to you. Especially knowing how incredibly pretty her natural self is.

It has now been a little over three years since you and Kazuha parted ways. She’s become a full-fledged idol, put her past as a ballerina behind her, and the texts between you two have become more infrequent… until; LE SSERAFIM announce their 2025 'Easy Crazy Hot' world tour.

In awe, you immediately check the tour stops and see exactly what you've been waiting for for years. They’re coming to you. Right to your doorstep, in fact.

“She really didn’t lie,” you say to yourself with a big smile on your face as you look at your chats with her. She’d already told you they would be coming, but you wouldn't have believed her until you heard the official announcement. “Let’s meet up when you come here!” you hit enter, getting surprised by the immediate read receipt popping up. She seems to have been anticipating your message. “Of course!” she replies. “I’m sending you the schedule before I arrive ❤️.” That message gave you the biggest smile you've had in a long time. Did you just arrange a date?

------------------------- 5 months later -----------------------------

“Ahhh,” Kazuha sighs after smacking her lips, “It’s so good to be back, and nothing really changed.” She strolls in relief, pushing open the door to the gym before stopping in the doorway. “Right, oppa?” she raises her voice slightly while looking back and catching you stuck in your thoughts.

An idol's schedule is nothing to take lightly, and you know that. It worries you. You don’t want to stand in the way of Zuha's success, but she doesn’t seem to mind. Walking up to you, she hits you with her everlasting smile. That smile which you kept deep in your memories, her dimples forming so clearly on either side of her face. Just being in her vicinity throws you back to the old times when you and she were besties. All the memories, all the experiences you've had together. The meals you shared and the sleepless nights you fought through…

“Hey, oppa…” a subtle yell fills your ears, “ya-!” mixed with pounding on your chest, which knocks you right out of your daydream. “I-I’m here,” you catch her fists before they hit your chest again. “Just been overwhelmed by some memories.”

You both freeze as you hold her fists in front of you, eyes locked onto each other. It feels as though time stops for hours, but you pull yourself out of it and turn her back around.

“Let’s go,” you exclaim enthusiastically yet shyly, eager to have your first mutual gym day in over three years… and to hide the fact that her eyes just completely melted you. Kazuha and you enter the gym and split up to go to your different changing rooms, but that eye contact still lingers in your brain. You saw it. Her eyes grew wide, and her cheeks turned red. How long were you even staring at each other? A second? A minute? She even seemed to pucker her lips the longer it went. There were sparks… but no, it can’t be. She’s an idol. Idols aren’t allowed to love or date. You’re friends and nothing more.

You change into your gym clothes and put your things in a locker, closing it before walking out to the machine.

As you sit down on the machine, getting ready to do your butterflies, you dare a short peek over to the mats and catch Kazuha doing her workout. She’s doing crunches. Wow, you think to yourself, mesmerized by how easy she’s making it look. She was incredibly fit before she left for Korea, but that idol routine must be intense.

Of course, you’ve seen her do these workouts a ton of times back when you two shared a gym in dance school, but somehow your eyes keep scanning her body subconsciously.

Her long, slightly wavy blonde hair, freshly styled just for her last comeback. Her tall and slender body, with curves that could rival those of supermodels. Her abs are magnificent, every mountain and valley on her stomach formed so perfectly that it’s making you question if she’s even real. Her legs in those LE SSERAFIM branded thigh-high leggings… the perfect length, the perfect form. Even her chest looks absolutely perfect underneath her sports bra.

"It’s unfair," you pout. "How is being this perfect even legal?"

It’s aching you. The urge to go up to her and make your move, but you can’t. “Why, just why,” you sigh as you finally start your set in frustration. Every repetition done while staring at Kazuha. While getting reminded constantly that confessing your feelings would not only risk your friendship but jeopardize her career as an idol.

Roughly two minutes after you finish your set, you notice that all the time you spent glaring at her gave Zuha enough time to finish her crunches, and now she’s started doing squats.

You take a sip of your drink and swallow deeply, not quite comprehending the chance you have been given right now. You have a world-renowned idol doing squats not even ten meters in front of you.

Little did you know, you would get the chance to admire her leggings from another perspective. A perspective which so obviously gives you the perfect view of…- “No. No, I shouldn’t,” you abruptly stand up and quickly stop yourself from becoming a literal pervert. Taking your towel, your drink, you walk away.

“This was supposed to be a reunion and not a chance for me to perv over an old friend,” you murmur to yourself, little knowing that Kazuha noticed you leaving after just one set of your exercises.

Searching for a new place to sit and do your exercises fills your head with thoughts about what has just gotten into you. Thinking so lewdly about a friend… “Her body… her goddamn body,” the images in your head alone make you bite your lip.

No wonder she’s so popular with a body as perfect as hers. Built like an athlete, with her skin shining like….

“Oppa?” a faint voice appears in the back of your head, almost like someone is calling for you. “Hey… hello? Are you daydreaming again?” The voice gets louder, growing more familiar with every word. You could recognize that angelic voice from miles away… it’s…

“Zuha!” you jump up quickly, getting ripped right out of your dreams. She tilts her head and looks at you suspiciously with her arms crossed. “What’s going on with you today?” she asks with a concerned look on her face. “You’ve been seeming out of it since earlier.” “Y-Yeah… I’m fine,” you stutter, shyly looking at the floor, struggling to even look at her.

She suddenly grabs hold of your hands and looks you straight in the eyes. Your brain freezes, contemplating, trying to make sense of the whole situation. “Did I do something wrong?” Kazuha asks worriedly, patiently waiting for your answer. As you gather the courage to lift your head and look her in the eyes, reality hits you like a truck. Her big, dark, gorgeous eyes focused right on you, staring into your soul.

It feels like she could read your mind if you keep up eye contact.

Once again, everything goes silent, just like in front of the gym. Her touch feels so soothing, yet her eyes make you fall harder. It’s such a dangerous dynamic but so intoxicating. Dream-like, some might say, but before you even have the chance to fully embrace the moment, Zuha snaps out of it and hits you with the most painful “Sorry…” you’ve ever heard.

But she’s probably right, you think to yourself while watching her walk off back to the changing rooms, broken by what sounded like a very obvious rejection. But you have to stay positive. You’re reunited with Kazuha against all odds, and the day isn’t over yet.

So, you turn around and head to change, convincing yourself what she did was right. She knows any relationship could ruin her career in an instant… but she felt it too, right? This time, you’re sure… there were sparks. “Stop it,” you burst out and hit your head to finally shut those thoughts. At the same time, however, you come up with countless scenarios where you tell her how you feel.

“FUCK,” you shout, unintentionally drawing the attention of everyone else in the room. Sitting down to let your head fall into your hands, you realize every scenario ends at the same place; rejection by your friend, followed by her going back to Korea and leaving you heartbroken.

I gotta get out of here, you think while suppressing the emotions in your head and your face, starting to pack your things. Grabbing your backpack, leaving the changing rooms, and sitting down on one of the couches in the front of the gym, waiting for Kazuha to meet up for your goodbye.

Roughly 15 minutes later, Kazuha finally appears, visibly distraught with her head almost hanging. For a second, you hesitate, but if those 15 minutes of being alone and stuck in your thoughts taught you anything, it’s that you have to make a move. You can’t let her go. Not like that. It would hurt you so badly knowing you never made your move.

Confident, you get up and walk up to her, only to get knocked right down when she walks past without even looking at you. “Let’s eat!” you yell after her, which makes her pause. Shocked yourself that you would propose something so unworldly to her. “Eat?” Kazuha asks and slowly turns around with a rising smile on her face. “Yeah… do you remember that Korean place by the seaside we used to go after every gym session?”

She giggles, trying to hide her smile behind her hair and turning red in the face. Her smile is so addictive it spreads to you and gives you the courage to walk up to her.

“I can drive…” you ask softly, showing her your car keys, careful not to go too far, especially considering that she seems happy about going to eat. “Damn,” she jolts in excitement and hits your chest playfully. “You have a license now? Aww, you’re all grown up.”

Now it’s your turn to get shy, and oh boy, does it show. Not only is your face red like a tomato, you’re also grinning ear to ear and stuttering your next words like you've never talked to anyone before in your life.

“S-Should we… go…?” which gets answered by Kazuha’s enthusiastic nod as you both make your way to your car.

To be continued.