You'd just move to L.A. And were looking for a new gym like your old one back home in England. This was the 8th gym you were being shown around, and so far it looked promising. It had what you wanted. A gym, a pool and more importantly, a Turkish heat room, a sauna, plunge pool and a jacuzzi. This was always your treat after a work out. Whilst being shown around the baths you saw a cute brunette sat in the jacuzzi. He had his head rested back with his eyes shut. But when he heard voices, he ripped them open and looked in your direction. He smiled at you. You smiled back then the guide took you back out to the front.
You'd been going to the gym early most mornings since you joined 2 weeks ago, But hadn't seen the brunette since. Today you woke up later than normal and by the time you got into the sauna it was 3 hours later than you would usually be there. And there he was. Sat in the jacuzzi, with his head back and his eyes shut. You quietly got in and sat across from him. After 5 minutes the bubbles stopped and he opened his eyes, jumping, not realising you were there.
"Sorry" you giggled
"That's ok, I didn't hear anybody get it. Are you going in the sauna until these come back on?" He laughed
"Yes I am. My names y/n by the way" you say, holding your hand out
He takes your hand, shaking it "Dylan. After you"
He stands up and you can have a good but sneaky look at his body. It was nice. He was toned but not too muscley. You could feel his eyes look you up and down as you got out of the jacuzzi and walked into the sauna. You sit next to each other and start making small talk. You find out he's 24, an actor and he's obsessed with the mets! He learns a lot about you too. You're 27, you're English, and he's surprised to learn that you love American football, hockey and baseball. He's not too pleased with your team choices though.
"Please, Broncos are so much better than the jets. We are currently 7-0 in week 8" you laugh
"Yeah well, at least the mets are better than the Rockies. We got to the World Series" he scoffs
"And then fucked it up" you say quietly, but he heard you.
This goes on back and forth for a while until you notice the time.
"Oh my god.. I need to go. I have work soon" you say quickly, getting up
"Y/n wait. I had a nice time today. Will you be back soon? There's never normally anyone here. And I get bored" he says hopefully, looking at you.
"How about tomorrow? Say 8am?" You smile
He grins "ok it's a date"
"Bye Dylan" you say walking out
"See you tomorrow y/n" he waves
