Joshua's skin was truly fair, with a faint rosy tint—but the veins running across his hands were no joke. A thin, perfect layer of muscle covered his arms. He was slender, yes, but there was nothing weak about him.
Luther reached out curiously to squeeze Joshua's arm, nodding in mock seriousness. "Joshua, seriously impressive. Haven't changed one bit though."
Joshua had been smiling, but at those words, he immediately swatted Luther's hand away.
"Joshua, look at this." Justin suddenly spoke up.
His skin was naturally tanned, and standing next to Joshua only made the contrast even more apparent—not to mention, Justin's muscles were on full display.
For some reason, his face turned a little red.
Joshua, on the other hand, looked deflated. He withdrew his hand, then suddenly clenched his fist and raised his arm, eyes shining. "I'm definitely going to bulk up!"
