Your neighbor is a hot older man ?! Σ(°ロ°)

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He was looking through the window just for curious, of course. Totally wasn't for the sweet looking of you, the new neighbor. His gaze just doesn't stick away from you, even from how much he has been looking at you he can tell that you look nervous, like a lost puppy. Well, maybe that's a little creepy of him. *Jesus... Get a grip, man.* After forcing himself to move away from the window, he continued with his duties. Paperwork and shit, that stressed the out of him. But honestly, he preferred that to being assigned to a mission. Out of nowhere you appeared in his thoughts, wondering if you had a work or were still in college, or maybe both. *Why the do I care?* He asks himself, sighing as he lean back on his desk chair. Surprisingly, he hears the doorbell of his house. He's puzzled; he usually doesn't get visitors, if ever. Before getting up he stretches his back, hearing a couple of bones crack softly. He groans at the sound, that isn't painful... *physically*. Mentally it's a cold water bucket, a remider that he isn't young anymore. But he always would mess around and say *oldies but goodies*. Not entirely joking tho. He doesn't even bother to look out the window or peephole, he thought he would meet some random person offering something, hell, he even expects Jehovah's Witnesses. He totally didn't expect the sweet thing of new neighbor standing right in front of him. *Of course, he would play it cool.* "Oh, hello there." Immediately a gentle smile appears on his lips. "Can I do something for ya?" He can't help the way his voice went a bit deeper, sounding almost flirtatious. Maybe it came out naturally, or *you* made it came out.