Okay, so I’ve seen a few fics where Keith met Shiro on Grindr, but not one where Shiro messages Keith first. So...here that is. #nsfw (probably, eventually) #sheith #grindrAU (Is that a tag?) Also probably #transkeith, because you know me.

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It’s exam season, and Shiro is ready to let off some steam. After scrolling through Facebook for what feels like forever, he finally opens Grindr. He doesn’t really know why. He’s not exactly in the mood for a hookup (or for talking to random strangers on an app),

but if he studies any more, he swears his brain will burst.
Expecting an endless sea of torso pics and bad selfies, he’s surprised to find one nearby person who...doesn’t look that bad, actually.

His picture is a face pic, of a guy who looks surprisingly pretty, in a masculine kind of way. Longish black hair frames his slender face, and his lips are set into a small smile. Shiro appreciates the rare guy who can smile in his profile pic on this app.

His profile reads as follows:
“Looking for whatever comes my way, so please don’t ask if I’m ‘looking’
Not masc4masc
Face pic or no chat”

Shiro is glad he put a picture of his face in his own profile. (His second picture is a torso shot.

Hey, he’s got to show off what he’s worked hard for, right?) He spends a little too long thinking about what to say, but eventually he just sends a “Hey, what’s up? :(“

Panicking at his mistake, he sends a “*:)” to make up for it. Hopefully this guy doesn’t think he’s a dumbass.

After waiting a moment, he gets no response. Panicking even more, he quickly types and sends, “Sorry, I just typed too fast because you’re really cute.”

Oh god, that’s even worse.

A message from the guy quickly appears. “haha, it’s fine. i’ll take it as a compliment.”

Well, at least he didn’t freak him out.

“what are u doing on here?” the guy asks. “guys who look like u shouldnt have to use grindr.”

Is that...a compliment too? Cautiously, Shiro types back.

“Mostly just bored, honestly. And sick of studying.”

He looks down at his desk, his chemistry textbook splayed wide open like it’s mocking him. Sighing, he shuts it as his phone buzzes again.

“haha, college life, huh? what are u studying?”

Shiro’s fingers fly on the keyboard. “Chemistry.”

After a moment, he adds, “What are you up to?”

“not much. just hanging with the dog,” the guy writes.

Oh, he has a dog. That’s so cute. Before Shiro can think of what to say next, the guy sends a picture of a gigantic black dog chewing on a bone.

“He’s so big!

What’s his name?” Shiro types and sends.

“idk, honestly. i just got him. the people at the shelter named him kosmo with a k, but i feel like he’ll tell me his real name when he’s ready.”

That’s...weird. But also cute.

“do u want to meet him?” the guy asks.

Is this...a date?

A pretext to get Shiro’s pants off? Or does the guy legit just want him to meet his dog?

Shiro decides he’s okay with all three options. “Sure!” he types back. “Where are you at?”

The guy sends him his location and a message reading, “i’m keith, btw.”

“I’m Shiro. Nice to meet you.” Is that a weird thing to say on a dating app?

“u too,” Keith writes back. Maybe it isn’t a weird thing to say after all.

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(How Keith flirts: “Hey, uh, wanna meet my dog?” Keith there were a bajillion pickup lines about chemistry RIGHT THERE)

Heyyy, here I am, arriving months late with Starbucks. Sorry it’s taken me so long to update this thread, y’all. Heads up for #nsfw, #transkeith, and #nonbinaryshiro (who’s still okay with he/him pronouns). Probably AMAB/neutral language for both, although I’ll add a warning if

AFAB language sneaks its way in there.

Oh, and probably #bottomshiro. (I haven’t written the smut yet, but that’s where it’s going.)

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Keith’s location is in the middle of nowhere, a tiny house just outside of campus. Shiro wonders briefly if he’s about to be murdered.