44. Squats ft YukAmo
**I've gotta get back into writing, I say every day as I continue not to write.**
**I don't own anything.**
_The perfect view..._
Minamo held back a grunt as she completed another squat (she felt increasingly desperate with every count) and Yukari was enjoying every second. Despite only being the "coach" aka keeping time, Yukari's cheeks were flushed. She openly gawked at the way Minamo's yoga pants tightened in just the right places. Then she would straightened and _how in the world did she keep that booty from her? _Minamo met her eyes and Yukari blinked several times.
_Oh yeah, _she should be timing her. She glanced down at the timer before blowing the whistle. Minamo doubled over in a second, clutching her burning thighs.
Out of breath, she complained. "Y-Yukari," As she tried to uncurl, she made a face and groaned. "Th-That was way longer than a minute."
"Yeah, it was two."
Minamo glared up at her trainer, "You've messed up my routine!"
"You'll live," Yukari once again admired her girlfriend's toned body. "Besides, it'll be totally worth it."
"Well, isn't it your turn to do 100 squats?" Minamo put a hand on her hip and held her hand out for the timer. "I wanna see you do it... That was torture."
Yukari waved her off. "Hey, hey. No complaining. If squats were easy, they'd be called your mom."
The eccentric woman was tackled to the ground in the blink of an eye.