Hypothetical #4 (Patreon)

There is that nagging feeling that something is off, as you go through your normal routine coming back from work. Walking through the living room you almost miss him, as he sits completely still and silent on the floor. You freeze and just stare. The boy is muscular, tanned, fit and groomed, but totally naked save for a pair of compression shorts. He is sitting on all four, staring down into the floor just waiting. You don’t even have time to get scared; he is clearly not attempting to threaten you. Soap! That’s what you felt coming through the door. Someone has been cleaning. It looks like you have to be the one to make the first move, but what will it be? Say hello?