Mark and Dan had spent most of their years in the suburbs living a quiet life where they never quite experienced any trouble. Mark was a working man at a law firm who spent most days at work and met Dan nights for romance, while Dan the loyal fiancΓ© who spent most of his days in the local gym working as a personal trainer.
Dan was a larger more muscular man with short black hair who coasted around the gym making good cash while Mark was the thinner more reserved husband who was loyal to his husband. They'd spent their times going about their routines often, having breakfast, squeezing in a quick shower if possible and talking by the door as Mark left for work for the day.
That Monday afternoon Mark and Dan spent time by the door talking before Mark left for work, but things were different as next door there were now small trucks in front of the once vacant house. Dan and Mark took every chance they could to spy on the new neighbors hoping for new friends only to find some random moving men. Dan didn't make a point to tell Dan but later that afternoon as Dan prepared to leave he could see the new neighbor walking in to his home.
He was definitely single and somewhat cold to the face, but Dan didn't mind peeking at him now and again since he definitely was a looker. At least he had something to break the monotony during the mornings. That day Dan spent hours in the gym supervising new clients and meeting with his boss.
Shortly after lunch he'd stood in front of a young woman who wore herself out on the stair master and halted slowly as Dan encouraged her to keep running.
"Oh my," she whispered.
"What?" he asked.
"There's the new client," she acknowledged.
"Oh right," Dan nodded, "He's my new neighbor."
"How do you know?" she asked panting.
"I saw him going in to his house before I left."
"Well, good luck to you."
"Why?" he chuckled.
"He's been in jail before."
"Jail? How do you know?"
"We had a meeting at the neighborhood watch yesterday. He spent five years for robbery."
"I'm sure he's harmless."
"Well, he isn't ugly, I'll give you that."
Dan nodded discreetly agreeing whole heartedly. Later, Dan made a point of working out near the new guy who spent time lifting bar bells, showing his tight arms and toned chest off nonchalantly. After moments of lifting, he sat up panting and turned to Dan who lifted a dumb bell.
"You're the personal trainer, right?"
"Yep," he nodded, "I'm Dan."
"Lucas," he nodded looking over to him, "How much are you charging?"
"Can you uh...? You can...?"
"Afford it?" Lucas chuckled nodding, "I definitely can."
"I was just curious," Dan shrugged.