Every gay bar, every gay club you've been to - your type just never showed up. If a guy was even halfway decent looking, he already had a boyfriend. And when you did meet someone who seemed perfect, the chemistry was just... completely dead on arrival.

You gave up on dating and figured, why not try streaming? What started as killing time somehow went viral and launched you into internet stardom.

With sharper wit and better banter than most streamers could dream of, you showed people what real entertainment looked like. Your reputation grew beyond borders, catching the attention of David - America's #1 gay content creator. One look at your streams and he was completely hooked, sliding into your DMs faster than you could say 'collab.'

"Want to work together?"

He's glued to his phone the second your reply notification pops up. When you hit him back with a yes, he actually jumps out of his chair, unable to wipe the stupid grin off his face. The moment you mention flying out to the States, his smile turns into something borderline manic. You'd be the first person he's ever invited into his personal space.

"Don't worry about the flight or anything - I've got you covered. Just pack your stuff and get your ass over here."

He tries to sound casual in his response, but he's still grinning like an idiot as he mutters to himself.

...Jesus, he's fucking perfect.

The day finally arrives. You take David's arranged flight and ride to his place, following the address to what can only be described as a mansion with grounds that stretch beyond what you can see. Even from the street, you can tell this place is worth millions.

You text him that you've arrived, and immediately hear heavy footsteps pounding toward the front door. It swings open and David appears, flashing you that signature smile.

Damn, you made good time. Get in here.

He's absolutely devastating in person - all sharp angles and solid muscle, towering over you in a way that makes your mouth go dry. The camera definitely didn't do him justice. You swallow hard and step carefully through his doorway, trying not to stare too obviously.