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Perspective - Third person
"Today, I'm throwing a porn party."
"Huh?"
One morning in the middle of the week, out of nowhere, Pond suddenly announces this, making the person who just got back from a run turn to look at him with a surprised grunt.
Pond, the mixed-blood friend, continues with an excited gesture. "I got a new porn collection, limited edition! Look, look, look! I'm so proud to present this!!!"
He then turns to rummage through the stuff on his bed, grabbing a package he received yesterday and pulling out the contents to show in front of Ae, who narrows his eyes slightly before asking in disbelief.
"You seriously ordered porn to the dorm?"
"Yeah, man! Don't you know? You can't send forbidden stuff to your house. It has to come to the dorm. Don't believe me? Go ask anyone. Everyone does it. Look at this, it's fucking awesome! The actress in this one just won Best AV Actress of the Year. These boobs—" Pond mimes squeezing the air and then drew an hourglass shape.
"This body, man, it's smoking hot! It was so hard to find this one," says the guy with a hobby of collecting porn, clearly pleased with himself, causing the listener to let out a heavy sigh.
"Sometimes I feel sorry for your romantic partner."
"C'mon, man. I'm taking care of my partner! That's why I need to get stuff like this to hold me over." With that, the halfie shakes the box, making a rattling sound, while the sweaty guy peeling off his shirt shakes his head.
"Watch it if you want, but use headphones, alright? I just want some peace and quiet." This makes the listener burst out laughing.
"That's it..."
"Are you even listening to me, Ai'Ae? I told you I'm throwing a porn party! A party means more than one person, man. Yesterday, I ran into P'Champ and told him to come over tonight. The good stuff is available for tonight only."
Whizz!
Smack!
"Hey!!! Your shirt reeks, why the hell did you throw it at me!" Pond yells as the shirt, which should have landed in the laundry basket, smacks him right on the head.
Pond quickly yanks it off his face, just in time to see Ai'Ae stomping over.
"What. Did. You. Say?!?"
Just from your face, I'm scared already, okay? You're playing with words one by one like my heart is in my feet or something. Pond thinks as he backs away a little.
Not to brag, but I wouldn't break my promise, man. As for what promise, you ask...
"You promised not to throw that depraved party again. I couldn't sleep last time!"
Ae: Of course. Imagine more than five guys crammed into the room, watching movies with moaning kimuchi, itai itai sounds, and hissing in pleasure. Just thinking about it pisses me off. They never stop at one movie either. Pond orders in bulk like this. Are they planning on staying up all night?
"But it's all good stuff, man, Ai'Ae."
"I don't care if it's good or not. If you throw another one of those damn parties, next term you won't be sharing a room with me." Ae threatens.
The listener's eyes widen. Only Ai'Ae can tolerate his depravity. Pond can only groan and raise one finger.
One finger.
"Just this one time, man. I've already told the others tonight is the night."
"Where am I supposed to sleep, Pond? I have to run every morning!" Ae demands, while Pond, trying to hide his guilt as much as possible, gives a dry smile and replies in a sheepish voice.
"In your partner's room, of course."
Thud.
Ae freezes immediately, staring at his idiot friend, who seems to think this was the best solution.
All Ae says is… "No. I've got my own dorm room. Why do I need to sleep in his?"
"Well, what are you going to do then? No matter what, I'm going ahead with what I said tonight. Then you won't be able to sleep, and you'll end up cussing me out again. Come on, Ai'Ae. You're his romantic partner. Why can't you go stay over at Ai'Pete's dorm? Just one ring, and he'll be fine with it. Plus, you could use this chance to go peel some shrimp with him." The half-Thai guy tries to convince Ae with all his might.
Seeing that Ae seems hesitant, instead of rushing over to grab him by the collar like expected, Pond decided to push further. "Don't forget, Ai'Ae, your competition is terrifying—he's even an IC kid! You're standing around dragging your feet. If someone quicker comes along, Ai'Pete might take a liking, and don't say I didn't warn you."
This time, Inthach goes completely silent. Unlike usual, when he would have unleashed his wrath on his friend by now, he calmly turns around and grabs his shower gear, leaving the instigator unsure if his strategy worked.
"Hey, Ai'Ae, what's the plan?" Pond keeps pushing.
"Ai'Pete wouldn't cheat on me like your shitty ideas suggest." With that, Inthach walks out of the room, leaving Pond scratching his head before letting out a low chuckle.
He says he's confident Ai'Pete wouldn't cheat, but I notice he hasn't completely dismissed my suggestion. Pond thinks as he grabs his phone, happily dialing the person who stayed over at his dorm last night and should be awake by now.
Pete answers the phone with his usual politeness.
As soon as Pete picks up, Pond dives right into the topic, hoping not to waste any time or give Pete a chance to refuse.
"Ai'Pete, let Ai'Ae sleep over tonight. I'm throwing a party, and Ai'Ae isn't on board. If he stays, he's going to kill me and flush my body down the toilet."
"Uh... Pond, are you saying... Ae's... coming over to stay... or?"
Exactly.
Pete's response from the other end almost makes Pond burst out laughing. He can already picture Ai'Pete's shocked face, frozen in place. Pond quickly adjusts his tone to sound more serious.
"Yesss. Can you do it or not? Come on, you're his partner. Let him stay over for one night."
"Uh... I... don't have a problem with that... and... um... Ae..."
"Great! No problem from you, that helps a lot. Now I won't have to deal with him complaining all night." Pond expresses his gratitude with enthusiasm, but before hanging up, he can't resist a sly grin.
"Oh, Pete... like I've told you before, if you're afraid of someone stealing him, you've got to go all in." With that, Pond ends the call, laughing to himself.
He then turns to rummage through the package he received—not just filled with porn DVDs, but a couple of other things, especially for his dear friend.
"Man, I'm such a fantastic friend." Pond says, eyeing a bottle of clear liquid and a box labeled 0.01.
[[Translator's Note: Okamoto 0.01 Zero One condoms are very thin and also polyurethane not latex.]]
"Super thin, my friend, for maximum enjoyment." Pond chuckles as he stuffs everything into his friend's bag and gives it a light pat.
Then Pond laughs out loud. I'm delivering Ai'Ae to you, Pete. Make sure you break him down completely. Pond's mischievous thoughts plott how he will rile up Ai'Ae a little more. If Ae gets jealous enough, he won't be able to resist.
Meanwhile, Pete tries not to worry about it, reassuring himself that Ae staying the night doesn't mean anything. Deep down, he can't help anticipating what might follow, especially after what had happened that night. So, he has secretly done some additional research.
So, as he steps out of the building and is about to get into his car, his eyes catch sight of the pharmacy sign. He instinctively raises his phone, typing something into the search bar. Websites immediately fill the screen, and his finger hovered over one he has visited multiple times.
"What should I do?" Pete mumbles softly, clenching his fist slightly tighter.
"Better to be prepared... I guess," Pete mutters uncertainly to himself as he grabs some paper and a pen from his car, jotting down a few quick notes before crossing the parking lot toward the pharmacy. He tries his hardest to act casual, though inside he's dying of embarrassment. The pharmacist won't know what I'm using it for… right?
Pete can't even be sure if he'll need what he's about to buy tonight.
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Meanwhile, Inthach is at his wits' end—or rather, he's anxious, which is making him even more irritable. Sure, he's agreed to spend the night at Pete's place, but that was before that half-dead loser friend of his called Pete himself! And on top of that…
"What the hell did you put in my bag?!"
When Inthach had opened his favorite backpack after arriving at the lecture hall, he found... a bottle of lube and a box of condoms.
How could he not shake the neck of the culprit responsible?
"What? I don't know anything about that."
"Like hell you don't! You're the only one who could've messed with my bag!"
Despite Inthach's attempts to shake some answers out of him, his friend plays innocent. Worse, he leans in and whispers with a smirk, "Come on, man. It's good to be prepared. No one's gonna run to 7-Eleven during the actual mission."
Bloody fucking cur... This is exactly the kind of thing he'd pull.
In the end, Ae has no choice but to let those items rest at the bottom of his bag, getting annoyed at himself for fixating on tonight. Just because we're in the same room doesn't mean anything is going to happen. Even though, deep down, he really wants something to happen.
"Damn it!" The football player stands in front of the tall building, running a hand through his hair in frustration. One hand holds a bag of groceries, while the other is on his phone, calling the person inside to come down and let him in. Without a pass, he can't access the elevator. Moments later, the handsome guy in knee-length shorts and a snug T-shirt steps out, making Ae smile uncontrollably.
"What's got you smiling, Ae?"
"Nothing. Just thinking about how you look good in that." The compliment makes the recipient scratch his neck bashfully as he leads Ae into the elevator.
The cramped space makes Pete feel a bit uneasy. He sneaks glances at the guy next to him before lowering his gaze in guilt. After his afternoon classes ended, he rushed back to his room to handle a few personal matters. It took him longer than expected because he needed to psych himself up first.
As for what he did, he had to clean up afterward.
"We're here. Aren't you coming out?" Pete's thoughts drift as he feels a light touch on his shoulder, gently pulling him up until he realizes they've arrived at his floor.
"Ah, yeah!" Khun-chai Pitchaya can only nod in response, trying to find a conversation topic. His gaze catches the grocery bag in Ae's hand. "What did you buy so much of?"
"Dinner, of course. You said you didn't want to eat at the campus. I bought some just in case."
Ae's words cause Pete to jump a little before shaking his head vigorously. "Um, I already ate. Yeah, I had food after class."
"Oh, okay. We can save it for later then." The football player says as he steps into the room Pete has opened for him, placing the groceries on the counter before taking off his backpack and setting it next to the sofa.
He turns back to find Pete standing awkwardly in the middle of the room, looking shy.
"I'm sorry on behalf of Pond for being so intrusive, and I'm sorry for just showing up to stay over," Ae says.
They are officially a couple, but that doesn't mean he can just drop in unannounced. Although Pete doesn't mind, Ae doesn't want him to feel bad about their relationship turning into him crashing at his place. This thought causes Pete to shake his head vigorously.
"I don't have any problem with it. Really," Pete tries to say firmly, only making Ae rub his head in frustration.
"Damn it, it's all because of Pond! He never asks about anything. Just because we're together doesn't mean I don't care about your feelings!"
"Ae!" Pete calls out, raising his voice slightly as he steps closer.
Then, Khun-chai Pitchaya lowers his gaze to his own feet. "Um… I… I want you to stay over, Ae."
"You want me to stay over?" Ae raises an eyebrow in surprise.
"Yes… but it's not like that! I just want you to be here with me. Just that, I swear." Sometimes, Pete wishes he could slap himself for speaking so quickly without thinking.
He's been contemplating this a lot, but he feels too shy to say that he wants to hug Ae, so he blurts it out awkwardly instead.
This leaves Ae momentarily speechless. He lowers his hand from his head to scratch his chin. Upon hearing that Pete doesn't mean anything more, he tries to bury deeper some deep-rooted expectations.
"Look me in the eye," Ae says, placing both his hands on Pete's arms and sliding them down to take hold of his hands.
The sudden touch sends a jolt through Pete. Instead of looking up, he avoids Ae's gaze. Eventually, Ae sits down on the couch's armrest, prompting Pete to step closer.
"Being short might actually be an advantage for me. When I sit like this, I can see your face perfectly."
Pete feels his cheeks heat up. As Ae sits down, their height difference becomes even more pronounced, forcing Ae to look up to meet Pete's downcast gaze. Pete's hands are still held tightly in Ae's grip.
"Ai'Pete."
The bashful one cannot utter a word, being pulled so close that their thighs brush against Ae’s knees. Startled, they flinch when a deep voice continues, "You don’t have feelings for your friend, do you?"
"Wha...what!?" This time, the shy one snaps their gaze upward, meeting the other's eyes in an instant.
Pete notices a glint of displeasure in Ae’s expression, matching the tone that seems to grow more intense, recalling events from two or three days prior.
"Tinn...your friend...just a friend, right?" Though the question comes out in fragmented phrases, the listener hurriedly nods, hiding the truth about Tinn’s earlier suggestion, Should we date?
At that time, Tinn was only joking. It wasn’t serious. Pete reassures himself.
"Just a friend. A real friend. I only see him as a friend…"
"And does he see you as just a friend?" Ae shoots back immediately, leaving the one trying to dodge the question stunned and silent for several seconds. The more silence stretches, the deeper Ae’s brows knit together.
"Don’t tell me he thinks of you as more than a friend."
"No...no, he doesn’t. Tinn doesn’t see me that way. Recently, Ae, the reason you see him with me often is because we’re working on a report together. And...uh, yes, he probably finds me strange since I’m gay. That’s really all there is to it, Ae."
Pete has no idea that his attempt to rationalize only stirs an inexplicable sense of displeasure in the listener. It’s not that Ae distrusts his partner. He simply dislikes that damned IC even more.
Grab.
"Ae!" This time, the room’s owner widens his eyes in shock as he is pulled into an embrace.
Two arms wrap tightly around his waist, while the sharp features of Ae’s face rest perfectly against his slender chest. The closeness makes his heart race wildly, afraid...afraid Ae might sense just how much this excites him.
"Ae..."
"Can I have a hug?" Ae says softly while still holding onto his slender yet handsome partner tightly.
Pete hesitates, his face flushing a deep crimson, as he slowly raises his hands and places them on Ae's broad shoulders, seemingly afraid of being bitten.
When Ae doesn't object, Pete's white hands begin to wrap around Ae's shoulders, feeling more bashful than before.
So warm. Ae is so warm.
This thought makes Pete tighten his embrace even more, while the football player wraps his arms around Pete's small waist, trying to make him plumper, feeling a sense of calm wash over him.
Ae knows he's feeling jealous. He understands that he's jealous of the person in his embrace, enough to act foolishly and ask for a tight hug. Despite knowing that Pete doesn't like that Tinn guy, he can't shake off an unsettling feeling. That jerk has everything he lacks, but holding Pete in his arms brings him peace.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
Pete's heart beats rapidly, echoing against Ae's cheek, revealing just how excited he is, causing a smile to escape Ae's lips.
Maybe he has grown fond of this sound.
"I'm actually glad that Pound is throwing that damn party." Ae speaks candidly, causing Pete to bite his lip tightly, avoiding Ae's gaze, even when Ae pulls back to make eye contact.
"Being able to hug like this all night would feel amazing."
Does Ae know that sometimes he's so straightforward that he doesn't even ask if I can handle it? If my heart were to give out or work too hard, it's all because of him.
This thought lingers as he feels Ae's hands slide to caress his cheeks before tousling his hair.
"You're so soft…"
But then, suddenly, Ae freezes and quickly pulls his hands away.
"I'm hungry. Can I borrow a plate?" Ae then lightly nudges Pete, moving toward the kitchen counter, leaving Pete a bit stunned as he watches Ae's broad back busy with opening a bag of curry.
He gently touches his own head, thinking, This is bad. Just Ae touching me like this makes me so excited. Will I be able to sleep tonight?
Meanwhile, Ae is... shaking. Damn it, stop making that face already! Just a moment ago, I almost couldn't stop myself from just hugging you!
This thought crosses Ae's mind as he tries to calm something in his pants, simply because seeing his handsome partner's face flush all the way to his neck makes him want to know just how red it can get.
After dinner, once they finish showering, the luxurious television is turned on to prevent the room from being too quiet. The engineering student is sitting at the table in front of the TV, working on his physics homework, while the owner of the room sits cross-legged on the couch, with a MacBook on his lap, browsing the internet, which, of course... he's not focused on at all.
At this moment, Pete's gaze is fixed solely on Ae's short hair and broad shoulders that shift as he turns the page.
Despite being nearly out of his mind with excitement and not knowing how tonight will turn out, seeing Ae in his comfortable pajamas—a tank top and basketball shorts—doing homework in his room gives him an indescribable feeling of warmth. So, with his Facebook wall open, he begins to type a short status.
...In love with moments like this....
Once he finishes posting, he smiles a little. No one will ever know what this moment is all about. He just wants to express the overflowing happiness in his heart. It seems that once he gets started, Pete gets a new idea. He turns to grab his phone, hesitating just for a moment before silencing it and... lifting the camera to take a picture.
Sorry, Ae, just one photo, please.
This thought runs through his mind as he secretly snaps a photo of Ae from behind, focused on his homework, giving him a small smile before he can't help but set it as the other person's contact photo.
"I'm tired. I'll ask Ai'Piing tomorrow."
Gasp!
The person playing on their phone jumps when the one sitting on the floor leans back, bumping into his toes. Ae tilts his head back and smiles.
"Playing on the computer, playing on your phone, but with the TV on—where are you even looking?" The question prompts Pete to quickly put down his phone, close his MacBook, and reach for the remote.
"Then I'll turn it off, okay?"
Grab.
"I haven't said anything yet."
Gulp.
The person reaching for the remote freezes at the warm touch around his wrist. With Ae looking up like this and him leaning forward, they are now only a tiny distance apart.
"Pete... can I have a moment?"
Grab.
Without waiting for a response, Ae's other hand reaches around the back of Pete's neck, pulling him down until their lips meet. The football player starts to kiss more intensely, his grip on Pete's wrist tightening a bit more. In reality, he can't focus on doing his homework at all.
He wants to do what Ai'Pond urged him to do.
This thought crosses his mind as he lets his tongue brush lightly against Pete's lips. However, the way one leans down while the other tilts back doesn't quite match, so Ae shifts his position, rising up while their mouths and tongues still connect. He then sits on his knees in front of the sofa, pulling his Khun-chai's face closer to deepen the kiss.
"Umm." A soft moan escapes from his throat as their tongues entwine, occasionally pressing together tightly before pulling apart, only to reconnect again and again. At this point, Pete leans back against the sofa, his excitement escalating until his palms start to sweat.
Not much different from the one kissing him, whose desire begins to outweigh reason.
"Ai'Pete... I..." The deep voice murmurs close to his lips as he gazes into the eyes of the person in front of him, then slowly pulls away.
"I'm hard."
Damn.
The listener's face feels like it's on fire. No need to elaborate on what's hard. Before he can say anything, the one who has been kissing him so passionately suddenly stands up.
"You have class tomorrow."
With that, he turns and heads to the bathroom.
This leaves Pete momentarily speechless, unsure whether to feel happy or to cry because Ae cares enough to think that if they go further, he might not be able to attend class the next day. Yet, Ae doesn't ask him whether he wants this. This thought causes him to hug his knees tightly before standing up and walking straight to the bedroom.
"Ai'Pete... Pete..."
The person who just released his pent-up desire in the bathroom steps back into the room, calling out next to the bed. This makes the one on the bed pull the blanket over himself even more, while the unsure one sits down on the soft mattress and reaches out to touch his head and shoulders.
"Did you fall asleep already?"
"..."
The only response is silence, prompting the one who just returned from the bathroom to scratch his head. Thinking it through, that walk to the bathroom was pretty embarrassing. Pete has class tomorrow though, and everything he's read says it'll hurt. How can he do what Pond suggested tonight?
"Ai'Pete, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you..."
"Did you ask though, Ae, if I wanted to feel pain?"
Silence.
Then, the one under the blanket speaks up in a muffled voice, causing the listener to pause. He pulls the blanket off to reveal the handsome guy looking back at him with red eyes, asking in a shaky voice, "Do you know how excited I was today, Ae? You can say I'm too easy, but I've been waiting for the next time when you tell me..." The handsome one turns his face away, and his heart spills out.
"I waited and waited, and today when I knew you were staying over, I cleaned up and prepared myself, not knowing what would happen, because I was afraid it would be dirty and that you'd be disgusted. Then you just kissed me and said you were afraid I'd get hurt. Why didn't you ask me...?"
Perhaps out of anger, disappointment, or the frustration of being left hanging, the one speaking struggles to voice his feelings as his voice trembles.
Meanwhile, the listener can only remain stunned.
"You cleaned there?" When he brings this up, the one who starts to feel embarrassed tries to pull the blanket back over his head.
"Ai'Pete!"
Silence.
The one who must respond remains quiet, realizing he's been worrying about everything alone. This prompts Ae, who is recovering from his shock, to pull the blanket off and hug the handsome guy tightly.
"I'm sorry... I thought I was the only one who wanted to do this so badly..." This time, Ae admits his fault as well. If talking helps Ai'Pete understand, he might as well reveal his darker side.
"I want to do this with you. I want you so much that I think about it all the time. You have no idea how much I imagine it—your face, your voice, or how you'll wrap around me. Thinking back to that night when we almost did it, I can't stop imagining."
"My thoughts are horrible. I want it so much. I want to be inside you, want to thrust hard... until I fear it might hurt you."
No matter how much he curses Pond, Ae realizes he's actually cursing himself more.
Since that day, the images of him pleasuring himself always feature Ai'Pete the way he looked in the bathroom. Each time he thinks about it, he is so rough that he worries that if it ever happens for real... Pete might not be able to handle it.
The confession leaves the listener staring in disbelief at the football player who holds him tightly. Pete nervously reaches out to touch Ae's shoulder.
"Uh... Ae," Pete calls, and the one named Ae looks up.
"If it's you, then pain doesn't matter."
That feels like a key unlocking something deep within Inthach.
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