Story Time 4

"Hello?"

"Hello. Is this Jong Dong Silver?"

"Ah-Ah yeah. Hold on just a minute..."

"...."

"Okay, I'm back. Who's this?"

"Tae~I mean Tim. It's Tim."

"Tim? Tim, Tim...Oh ! TimLeeker, the cutie at 75th and Coppola?"

"Yeah. You said to call when I can host. My roommates going to be gone for a couple of hours if you want to come over."

Taemin was nervous. It was a stupid idea to post a profile on Grindr. Even stupider to respond to one of the hundred guys that had reached out to him. But Kibum kept saying that he needed the release and he did. Jinki and Taemin were finally done, or at least Jinki was done if that lip lock with Joon was any indication, and Taemin wasn't about to waste an evening on the club circuit. No thank you. He just needed one night of pure, hard core ing. No strings attached with someone not too greasy or gross. Taemin and Kibum both had lots of friends on Grindr and just a couple of months ago, Kibum had started using the site and it seemed to work out okay for him. Sure, there were a couple of dogs in the pack but Kibum was smart enough to meet them in a neutral place and only the few that passed his intial sight inspection were invited to take the taste test. Honestly, only one had passed and Kibum had been happily ing Minho's brains out ever since.

Jong Dong Silver wasn't the first guy Taemin had sent a PM to, but if online chats were any mark of future conversation, then some of the past responders were obviously serial killers:

Or morons:

But Jong Dong, despite the horrible name, was actually kind of cool. Their chats had been straight forward, but fun and even in their raunchiest moments, were still filled with a humor that made Taemin confortable with the ual nature of the comment.

Still Taemin was hesitant about seeing Jong Dong in person. At least until he felt certain that it was right and tonight, it felt right.

Earlier in the evening, Taemin had been social stalking his ex on Facebook and noticed his new profile pic:

Apparently they're a PUBLIC item. Unlike Taemin and Jinki. And it pissed Taemin off enough to do the thing he had been scared to think of before.

*knock knock*

Knowing Jong was coming and having him actually standing outside Taemin's door were two entirely different things. What once felt like a reasonable thing to do now seemed bat crazy. Sweat started forming in odd places on Taemin's body and the stilling panic that rose in him was freezing his voice from answering. 'Deep breath' Taemin whispered to himself before opeing the door.