App

Chapter 1

The app has been downloaded and hidden somewhere in the folders of his phone for weeks before Gavi finally convinces himself that the world won't end and that not everyone will somehow find out about this if he actually makes an account. He still almost deletes it about twenty times while filling in the initial form for signing up, grimacing as he types all the personal information the app keeps asking. He hesitates only for a moment or two when he reaches the required field for sexual preference, before choosing the option men, feeling a bit proud of himself when he's finally done.

He's been thinking about this for months and it took him a very long time to finally convince himself to actually go through with it, but he's here now.

He scrolls around on the app to see how it works, pretends he's not scared and nervous as fuck as he leaves a few hearts on the profiles that seem interesting.

He wishes he didn't have to hide his face in his profile picture but that's clearly not an option, so he had to settle for cropping a shirtless photo of himself, making sure it goes only up to his neck and then all the way down to the pair of swim trunks he's wearing in that picture. He doesn't quite like it, knows that people will think he's there for only one thing when they see his photo, but he doesn't quite know what other options he has that will attract people but also let them know that he's there just to talk.

It goes as badly as he was expecting the first few days and he starts regretting the whole thing, trying to make peace with the fact that this is just not for him, that he's clearly meant to hide forever and live his life without even a little taste of freedom, at least until he's old and retired and people have stopped caring about his personal life, that thought only managing to make him feel worse.

He's disappointed and has already decided to delete the app, when a profile draws his attention. The guy's picture is similar to his own, but also much, much better Gavi can't help but think as he looks at it. The guy - J, 20 years old - is shirtless and showing off his muscles and broad shoulders, the sharp cut of his v-line disappearing into the gray sweats sitting low on his hips. And because that all wasn't enough, there's the hint of a bulge between his legs, just teasing and promising more to the lucky guys that'll get to talk to him.

And while Gavi admits the guy is undeniably attractive, it's what the profile info says that makes him give this whole thing another chance and he touches the like button on the screen. Among all the random information about his hobbies and his interests and his height - and okay that's actually impressive, Gavi can't say he doesn't like that; quite the opposite actually - J states very clearly that he's there to chat, but he's not interested in meeting with anyone.

And that's literally perfect for Gavi. It almost feels like fate, J appearing right before he was about to delete the app. He wonders if he should add something else to his profile, make it a bit more interesting. It's currently quite empty, just his name and his age, no more information whatsoever. He doubts that'll draw J's attention, but he feels kind of lost, trying to talk about himself without mentioning football and Barca. He's busy trying to think of something to add, worried that J will find his profile too boring - no personal information and no face in his photo, what is he even doing there - when his phone buzzes with a notification from the app.

He sighs and checks what it is, expecting another dick picture from some random guy, but instead he sees a text from J.

J
> You must be new here
> No way you've been lurking around here and I haven't noticed you

Gavi bites down at his lower lip, feels a smile spread on his face. Fuck, he's pathetic, isn't he, almost getting fucking butterflies in his stomach because a random guy decided to speak to him. Then again, it's kind of hard to blame himself for getting excited, when receiving attention from hot guys is basically forbidden in real life.