Title: The Workout
Author: phobosgirl (phobosgirl@hotmail.com)
Date: 1/9/05
Rating: PG
Authors notes: Not beta’d, blah blah blah. Feedback is more than welcome and can be sent to phobosgirl@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: This is only for fun. None of this is real nor should any implication be made based on this manuscript that I have any insider info on either of these two fine men.
Warnings: Gale/Randy (Queer As Folk) RPS
Complete: yes

The Workout

“What’re you doing?”

“What’s it look like, Blondie?”

“Sit ups.”

“Fuck, you’re good. Guess what I’m doing now.”

“Stop gesturing at me like that, it’s rude.”

“So is asking me what I’m doing when you can see what I’m doing AND that I’m not particularly enjoying it.”

“If you don’t enjoy it why do you do it?”

“Because not everyone can eat anything they want and still have a perfect body.”

“You think I have a perfect body?”

“Look, I’m sort of in the middle of sweating here, can we pick this up later or something?”

“You think I have a perfect body!”

“Yeah, but your timing leaves a lot to be desired.”

“My timing is perfect. I never come until you tell me to.”

“Ok, now you’ve made me lose count.”

“That’s not my fault.”

“Yes it is, you made me think about you coming and then I lost count.”

“You’re so gone for me.”

“Bitch. Go away until I’m done, please? I hate fucking push ups!”

“But you love fucking me.”

“Do you know how impossible it is to work out with a hard on?”

“I can help.”

“No, you can’t, and stop taking off your clothes! I need to do 50 more of these fuckers and then 30 minutes on the Stairmaster.”

“Let me help.”

“Oh that tone, I fucking die for that tone of voice. Please go away, Randy.”

“Come on babe, we’ll sweat together.”

“Mmmphf. Damn you.”

“I’ll be your Stairmaster, climb aboard.”

“Beautiful little fucker, you are.”

“Love you, too.”

The End