Call of duty imagines

Alex [gym bro] [+]

*I guess in this setting you are from another country.*

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"Can I use this?"

The sound of your music muffled as you removed one ear of you headphones. Trying to comprehend the situation you could only focus on the man beside you.

Bent slightly down toward you, his blue orbs bore into your eyes as his lazy double-lidded eyes watched you. His lips held a gentle smile, an invitation to his politeness. "Ahh yes sorry." He hummed in a way to disregard your apology.

When he stretched back up he towered you, his broad shoulders and built figure casted a shadow. You slightly bit your lip unable to retract your attention back to your own workout.

"Thanks." He said once more before walking off to attend his own workout. Before you had failed to realize the accent, but that simple word was enough to draw upon your fantasy of meeting a beautiful man with a gorgeous accent.

Your workout came to a halt, you were now focused on him, the way he walked away to the way he put his headphones back on. Entranced, you failed to notice the small line of people waiting to use the device you were hogging.

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From then on you would watch to see if he had ever come again, and that he did. You could say that he was your motivation to continue going back to gym, your reason to put forth more effort. Perhaps as a way to draw his attention to you, or to find reasons to approach him like he once did you.

Without reason, you developed a crush, a gym crush, but to think about it, he might've been plenty of years wiser and older than you were, perhaps in his mid 30's? But regardless of age, you undoubtedly had fallen in love at first sight.

You would hope that if he felt the same, he would disregard crimes of hooking up with an 18 year old, and simply live his life content.

Without notice he'd see you watching him from afar and smile at you, perhaps just a kind gesture anyone would do if they made eye contact with someone.

Luckily for the 24 hour gym, you could spend hours day dreaming about all the little fantasies you wanted, no one to stop you or tell you to leave, thats only if you were still working out during the process.

"You seem to like staring at people, or is it just me?"

He approached, watching as you stammered un-comprehensible words trying to find an excuse to your odd behavior. "I-I definitely wasn't, uhh sir." You tried politeness but he saw right through you.

"No need to be nervous I won't bite."

"I wish you did." You whispered, however with his proximity to your position he heard every breath. "Bold thing for a young lady like you to say." He chuckled out.

Wiping the sweat that gathered along his neck he smiled at you before walking off, but in such a manner that he seemed to be teasing you.

Had he caught onto your fantasy?

Night had fallen, as usual to your late night gym runs. You had finished up your last set before grabbing your items to the shower. Without realizing it had only been you left in the gym. Or that's what you assumed seeing as the floor remained quiet.