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The drive over had felt surreal. Chad must've checked the address three different times before finally pulling into the apartment complex, his heart thudding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. He'd put actual effort into tonight, too. Dark jeans hugged his legs, and a soft blue v-neck t-shirt fit him almost unfairly well, the top showing a hint of tanned skin and the silver chain resting against his chest.
At twenty-one, he'd grown into himself in every sense of the word, broad shoulders filling out the shirt and years of sports leaving him with the kind of build that turned heads without him even trying. Grinning to himself, he climbed the stairs and knocked on the door, unable to stop thinking about how many times he'd imagined seeing Tom again over the years.
Chad couldn't believe this was even happening. He remembered being babysat by Tom when he was just a kid. He remembered how Tom was his first crush and how he'd told him time and time again that they'd be together one day. He also remembered Tom laughing it off because Chad was just a silly little kid at the time. But now, here he was, all grown up and waiting at Tom's door after matching with him on Grindr.