[Since it sounds like they're not actually gonna be working out, David heads right to the gym in his board shorts and loose tank top. He's been out of the pool long enough for his shorts to be dry, after all. Not to mention his hair, which gets wavier and messier than ever when it's left to dry naturally.]
(( Incorrect! When David arrives, he'll find Lucas running laps on the track in the gym. He slows down to an eventual stop when he spots David who is obviously still in his poolwear. Would David believe he's been here running the whole time they've been texting? He's worked up a sweat which wouldn't be possible in the short time it took David to get from the pool to the gym. His eyes flick over the tall man and his nose scrunches. ))
David freezes in his tracks at the sight of Lucas, mouth falling open and eyes glazing over just a bit. He's - not exactly a slouch in the body department either, is he? Those are nice arms, and holy shit his thighs are massive, and the way that sweat sheen emphasizes all of his muscle tone...]
Uh. [Brilliant answer.] I don't... actually have any gym clothes.
(( He's going to pretend not to notice that look on David's face. For David's sake, of course, of course! Not because he doubted David liked him like that or anything. They have a marriage relationship, after all! Why should he be surprised at David looking him that way?
Maybe because he usually dresses in clothes that don't reveal much of his body and this is David's first time getting more of a glimpse of it? Couldn't be that!
Lucas looks him over with a little huff and steps off the track (he doesn't want to block it if anyone else wants to run). ))
Yeeeeah, no. Owning any would've just been fooling myself.
[He's a hacker, Lucas! Just because he's skinny doesn't mean he's done anything at all to maintain that! He's also 19 years old, which means his metabolism has always done all the work.
Now David's more embarrassed than ever. Skinny, so out of shape he doesn't even have the necessary clothing to improve himself, and now standing in front of a guy who's ten times hotter than David realized (though he didn't think Lucas was unattractive before) and happens to be judging him mercilessly...]
I'm going back to the pool. The bottom of the pool. Don't you dare save me.
[It's so damn hard to be melodramatic when Lucas just pretends not to understand. This is a much better tactic for him than trying to tell David not to be a drama queen. There's no way he can explain without looking even more pathetic, and that realization makes him burst out laughing at himself.]
(( Lucas knows what he's doing. He gives David a melodramatic look before clapping a hand on his shoulder. ))
Anything? Just be more agreeable.
(( Yes, David, he is planning to go shopping dressed in his gym clothes and bathed in sweat. If he takes a few minutes to shower and change, the hacker might go fling himself into the pool! ))
[David glances down at Lucas's hand, his smile waning. Every time he brings up this silly marriage thing, it's always an attempt to figure out how Lucas actually feels about him and what he actually wants - and he still has yet to get an answer. Aside from whatever he did to get David here, this is the first time Lucas has even touched him!]
I'm agreeable. We can go right now if you want, I just gotta grab my wallet. And, y'know, you should probably change.
[The sweat makes it even worse. Everything's so clingy. David needs Lucas back in his usual clothes, stat.]
(( A sing-song quip just before skipping off toward the locker room to wash up and change. He's maybe ten minutes before he comes back out in something more like what he normally wears: loose fitting blue jeans and reasonably baggy t-shirt. Sorry, David, it's short sleeved so you still get a little glimpse at the arms. His hair's still damp from sweat and he's flopping it around with his fingers as he walks back out, a backpack slung on one shoulder. ))
[David jabs an accusing finger at Lucas. Apparently the gym gambit has brought on some sort of epiphany.]
This is my punishment, isn't it? You were all magnanimous when I decided to join you guys, like "oh you wanna do what's right now, I won't hold the bombing against you," but now you know I like guys and this place is full of really fucking hot ones so you're gonna turn me into an incel by insisting we're married and keeping them all away from me!
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[Keeping in mind that David doesn't believe a word Lucas says about most things.]
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Good thing angels just declare things and then they're true.
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This is a very unfulfilling marriage
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How so?
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Is it because I'm so skinny
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You are never ever getting any of this I hope you know
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[Since it sounds like they're not actually gonna be working out, David heads right to the gym in his board shorts and loose tank top. He's been out of the pool long enough for his shorts to be dry, after all. Not to mention his hair, which gets wavier and messier than ever when it's left to dry naturally.]
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You're not dressed right.
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David freezes in his tracks at the sight of Lucas, mouth falling open and eyes glazing over just a bit. He's - not exactly a slouch in the body department either, is he? Those are nice arms, and holy shit his thighs are massive, and the way that sweat sheen emphasizes all of his muscle tone...]
Uh. [Brilliant answer.] I don't... actually have any gym clothes.
[Time to go drown himself.]
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Maybe because he usually dresses in clothes that don't reveal much of his body and this is David's first time getting more of a glimpse of it? Couldn't be that!
Lucas looks him over with a little huff and steps off the track (he doesn't want to block it if anyone else wants to run). ))
No trainers, either?
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[He's a hacker, Lucas! Just because he's skinny doesn't mean he's done anything at all to maintain that! He's also 19 years old, which means his metabolism has always done all the work.
Now David's more embarrassed than ever. Skinny, so out of shape he doesn't even have the necessary clothing to improve himself, and now standing in front of a guy who's ten times hotter than David realized (though he didn't think Lucas was unattractive before) and happens to be judging him mercilessly...]
I'm going back to the pool. The bottom of the pool. Don't you dare save me.
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(( Blink blink blink. ))
Let's just go shopping instead.
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Sure. Why not. Anything to save the marriage.
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Anything? Just be more agreeable.
(( Yes, David, he is planning to go shopping dressed in his gym clothes and bathed in sweat. If he takes a few minutes to shower and change, the hacker might go fling himself into the pool! ))
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I'm agreeable. We can go right now if you want, I just gotta grab my wallet. And, y'know, you should probably change.
[The sweat makes it even worse. Everything's so clingy. David needs Lucas back in his usual clothes, stat.]
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At the mention of changing, Lucas purses his lips then nods. He lifts his hand off David's shoulder only to keep it extended toward him, pinky out. ))
Promise you're not going to drown yourself while I do.
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No drowning myself. I'll just get so buff that the whole hotel ends up fighting over me.
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(( A sing-song quip just before skipping off toward the locker room to wash up and change. He's maybe ten minutes before he comes back out in something more like what he normally wears: loose fitting blue jeans and reasonably baggy t-shirt. Sorry, David, it's short sleeved so you still get a little glimpse at the arms. His hair's still damp from sweat and he's flopping it around with his fingers as he walks back out, a backpack slung on one shoulder. ))
Ready?
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[David jabs an accusing finger at Lucas. Apparently the gym gambit has brought on some sort of epiphany.]
This is my punishment, isn't it? You were all magnanimous when I decided to join you guys, like "oh you wanna do what's right now, I won't hold the bombing against you," but now you know I like guys and this place is full of really fucking hot ones so you're gonna turn me into an incel by insisting we're married and keeping them all away from me!
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