Well, Dean asked Chimon to spend the night together. Chimon agreed with it but only if he's going to be paid for it.
"How much are you?" Dean said.
"20$ per hour" Chimon smirked.
"Deal"
They both walked to a nearby cafè then they sat down. The first minute and two was really awkward for Chimon. They can only hear the music played in the cafè and the sound of the vehicles on the streets.
The clock is ticking and the meter is running.
"So, what now?" Chimon said.
"Start the conversation, you're being paid" Dean yawned because of boredom.
pffft....
"I think you're so lonely" Chimon plastered a smile on his face.
"How can you say that?" Dean replied.
"look how desperate you are, to pay someone you've just met. Just to spend time with you." Chimon looked at him.
"I'm not desperate nor lonely." the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.
"Then why am I here! You could invite your friends rather than paying me, a stranger" Chimon shouted.
"Chill Bro, I think we look good together."
"Say what!" Chimon's face turned pink.
Then Dean stood and left the payment on the table even though they didn't reached an hour yet.
"I have to go now, see you in a bit." Dean said, he left Chimon a wink and left the cafè.
Chimon puts his palm on his cheeks. After a minute when he calmed down he picked the money from the table.
He also left the place and went home. He jumped on his bed and opened his wallet then he noticed that something's in between the bills. He realized that it's a calling card from Dean.
He blushed, he felt an excitement about the scenario and he said to himself, "is this the beginning of my love life?"
"CHIMON, LOVE IS NOT FOR YOU!" he shouted!
"I can't handle this" then Chimon laughed so hard and rolled over his bed.
Chimon slept with his thoughts about Dean and what happened earlier that day.
6:30 A. M.
Chimon woke up and cooked his breakfast and bathed. While his taking a bath a thought came to his mind.
"What if I call him or send him a message?" that thought was all over his mind.
To be continued.....