It started innocent enough.

LoveIsLove: Hey cutie.

MetalInTheBullets: What do you want?

LoveIsLove: Don't hate me so fast. You're just cute.

MetalInTheBullets: Who are you?

LoveIsLove: Just check my profile, Jacky. Lmao

He did. And what he found...excited him on some levels, worried him in others.

An Instagram model. Abs, ass, good hair and clear skin. 30,000 followers. Every sexy pose you could think of on one account. His name was Alexander, and damn, the worst part of John wanted him instantly.

MetalInTheBullets: So, why'd you DM me?

LoveIsLove: I was scrolling through, and I saw you...you're really pretty.

MetalInTheBullets: What, are you looking to sleep with someone for money? You've got the wrong guy, I'm broke.

LoveIsLove: You have a weird concept of Instagram models. I'm not looking to sleep around.

MetalInTheBullets: Then what do you do? For money, I mean.

LoveIsLove: I have an internship at a law firm, but I get most of my money from sponsors. I have a YouTube channel that brings in enough to sustain me.

MetalInTheBullets: I don't have anything against it, but why would you want to 'sell your body' if you don't mind the phrase, when you have all this money coming in?

LoveIsLove: Come meet me on 56th for dinner, maybe I'll tell you.

MetalInTheBullets: ...really?

LoveIsLove: Give me a chance?

MetalInTheBullets: Okay, maybe I'll be there. If you try to pull some dumb shit, I'll fuck up your pretty face, no questions.

LoveIsLove: Sounds fair. See you at 5 😘

Pretentious bastard. Thought he could get any guy just by hitting them up. John was ready to prove him wrong, and then what? He accepted his invitation for a date.

But damn, maybe they could be something...

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