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Beep-beep-beep… beep-beep-beep...
"Mm!"
Amidst the pitch-black darkness and the damp cool air, the figure buried beneath a thick blanket shifts sluggishly. Then, he reaches out, fumbling for the source of the most annoying and unwelcome sound in the morning. When his hand finally finds the phone, he pulls it under the blanket, glances at the numbers on the screen, and buries his face downward.
The figure then shifts, wrapping an arm tightly around the waist of someone else lying in the same bed.
Clutch.
He presses his face against the other’s back, making the deeply asleep person stir.
“Mm… what time is it?” A husky voice asks, prompting the one clinging to him to groggily respond.
“Five o’clock… Yawn… I have morning duty today. Just five more minutes.”
“Your five minutes turn into fifteen every time.” Tinn remarks with amusement because he is already waking up.
However, the one who actually has morning duty at the fitness center at six o’clock only tightens his grip on Tinn’s waist, showing every sign of dozing off again. Seeing this, Tinn has no choice but to turn over, facing him. He reaches out and gently brushes aside the strands of hair covering Khaen's face.
“Khaen, wake up.”
“Name is… five minutes,” the Pheuak Monkey mumbles in reply, making a move to pull the blanket over his head.
But after living together for so long, there is no way Tinn would fall for it. He grabs the duvet in time and leans in, peering through the darkness in search of those red lips before pressing a light kiss on them.
“Wake up now, or you’ll be late.”
No response from the number you are trying to reach.
The sight of someone on the verge of sinking back into deep sleep makes the young businessman's lips curve slyly. He slides a hand under the other’s pajama shirt, fingertips grazing soft skin.
Then, Tinn leans in and whispers in his ear. “If you don’t wake up, I’ll have my way with you… and this time, you’ll definitely be late for work.”
Push.
“You—Tinn, you idiot! I just asked for five more minutes! Why are you bothering me?”
The drowsy one shoves his romantic partner’s shoulder immediately, opening his eyes to meet a sharp gaze and a… cunning smirk.
Swipe.
Instead of answering, Tinn grabs his romantic partner’s phone and lights up the screen, showing that it is now 5:05 AM.
“Five minutes are up.”
Seeing this, the one who had hoped to negotiate for more sleep finally drags his body upright, rubbing his eyes like a small child rather than an adult of twenty-five.
Then, he sluggishly shuffles toward the bathroom while Tinn chuckles.
“Do you want coffee? I’ll make some.”
“Yes! And toast too, you!”
The still-half-asleep one shouts back immediately—because, as always, food is the biggest priority.
Then, the one who does not even need to wake up at this hour throws off the blanket and walks to the kitchen. He boils water to prepare coffee, his large hands opening a drawer to take out two matched mugs—one featuring a monkey sitting on an office chair and the other showing a monkey jumping in a tree. One is his, and the other belongs to Khaen.
Even though his romantic partner only orders toast, Tinn also turns on the stove to fry an egg, well-done, for the person whose tastes he knows well.
Before long, the coffee is ready, and breakfast is prepared.
"Ai'Tinn, is the housekeeper coming to pick up the laundry today?"
"You've been living here for half a year, and you still don't remember?" Instead of answering, Tinn responds with a question, making the one now wearing only jeans laugh.
"I'm just making sure. If you see her, ask about my green camouflage shirt, will you? I can't find it."
"I'll ask. Now, come eat, or you'll be late." Tinn calls his romantic partner, who is pulling on a T-shirt, to the dining table. Seeing the additional fried egg, Khaen grins widely, pleased.
"You always know exactly what I like." With that, Khaen settles into his usual seat and starts his light breakfast—though he plans to eat more at work—while the other sips coffee in silence.
"Wait, have I really been living with you for half a year?" Khaen asks, mouth full, making the other shake his head.
"Do you ever remember anything?"
"I remember loving you, clear as day."
Clink.
Tinn Metthanun is utterly defeated.
At this moment, the well-built man can only stare at his romantic partner, who is grinning wide enough to reveal bread crumbs, while his heart swells with joy, contentment, and deep comfort. More than anything, he feels at ease knowing that this person has become an even greater part of his life.
Truthfully, Tinn has been asking Khaen to move in for over a year, but Khaen had many things tying him down—until one day, in the middle of a meal, Khaen suddenly said:
"If I could wake up and have breakfast with you every day, that’d be great."
That was the beginning of their life together. And now, here they are, sharing breakfast almost every morning.
"Ai'Tinn, Ai'Ae is moving his stuff into the condo today. I was thinking of helping him after work."
"That's today already?" Tinn asks, making Khaen widen his eyes.
"Hey, you own the condo Ai'Ae bought! How do you not remember?" Khaen exclaims, while Tinn only rolls his eyes.
"It's the company’s condo, not mine. I just gave him the basics on buying real estate and sent a sales rep to handle things. That’s all." Tinn explains.
He does not have time to keep track of whether his commoner friend has finished the paperwork and is moving in today or not.
"My romantic partner is so cold," Khaen jokes, though he does not mean it.
Tinn claims he only gave basic guidance, but in reality, he crammed every bit of knowledge into Ai'Ae’s head in just a few hours—advising on the best location, down payment, mortgage, and bank loans. It was a full crash course in buying a home, to the point that Ai'Ae even called to thank him afterward.
That was last year, when his close friend decided to buy a condo. And this year... It is finally happening.
Ai'Ae said this would be his and Pete’s home.
Khaen smiles at the thought, understanding exactly what it feels like to be in a relationship so deep that you want to share your life with your partner. But since they are both men, there is no wedding, no marriage certificate, nothing official to bind them.
Still, the desire to be closer pushed him to move into Tinn’s condo all the same.
We want to form a bond with life, feelings, and closeness... not just a single piece of paper.
"Didn't he already call everyone this week? If we go today, we’ll just be in the way. It’s not like their family won’t be there to help move things."
"Hahaha, this weekend, it’s Pond who’s calling. He says it’s a housewarming party… acting like he owns the place."
Khaen bursts out laughing, since the one calling to gather people at his friend's house is none other than that guy from the Three S gang. Saying, "An occasion like this calls for a celebration." Word has it, he even invited his high school friends.
This time, Ae’s new house is definitely going to be a mess.
"Alright, then today, I don't have to go. You go back to sleep—I’ll wash these. Are you going to the gym later?" Khaen changes the subject while gathering both their plates and coffee cups to bring to the sink.
Tinn shakes his head.
"I’m not going back to sleep. I still have to prepare meeting documents… I’ll probably head in around seven-thirty."
"Okay, got it. I don't have clients, then, so I'll wait." Khaen says while finishing up the few dishes, then returns to the table where Tinn is still sitting, checking—Email.
Grab.
Khaen comes up from behind, tilts Tinn’s face upward, and presses a light kiss to his well-shaped lips before pulling away with a smile.
"I am going to work now."
"Mhm, see you later."
With that, Khaen steps out of the room with a wide grin, because just that much is enough to fuel him through the day.
Living together might seem like a heavy commitment, but Khaen has come to understand that the happiness it brings far outweighs any of those concerns.
Right now, in this moment, they are happy to be together.
That is enough.
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Thud.
"Haah… I’m so exhausted."
"Just this much, and you're already tired?"
"Come on, Ae, we're moving house. How could I not be?"
After sorting some of their belongings into place, Pitchaya collapses onto the bed, completely drained. The other man, who has just finished placing his collection of trophies into the display cabinet, turns to look at him with an amused smile before walking over to stand by the bed. He glances down at the person smiling back at him.
Whoosh.
"This place is our home, right?"
Pete reaches out his hand, prompting Ae to take it. On his sharp-featured face, a tired yet utterly contented smile appears.
"Yes, this is our home."
Ae tightens his grip around that hand, then gently pulls Pete up to sit straight. His large hand brushes lightly over the other’s fair cheek.
"From now on, we will probably have to be exhausted for a long time."
"I am ready to be exhausted with you." Pete replies, tilting his head up.
Then, he wraps his arms around Ae’s waist, nestling his face against the firm muscles of his abdomen, while Ae takes a moment to look around, taking in the fact that he has finally made it here.
The condominium they chose belongs to the well-known Metthanun real estate group. It has two bedrooms, one bathroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a dining area. Although it isn’t situated along the train line—since they both own cars—the size and ready-to-move-in design convinced them to go for it. Ae knows now that this is going to be even more demanding than he initially thought.
The price was higher than what he originally planned, but with the savings he had set aside since he started working and his steadily increasing salary each year, he knows he can handle it.
When Pete’s mother first learned about this, she offered to buy the condo as a gift for their life together. However, Ae politely declined because he wants to achieve it on his own, refusing even a token amount for the down payment. The only thing he accepts is his romantic partner’s wish to share the household expenses.
Ae knows that Pete has enough savings to buy this condo outright in cash, but he will not take advantage of that money.
If Pete helps, it will–at most–be an equal share; they will contribute equally.
Inthach has been planning for this home for over two years, and now, it is finally his.
That’s right. Pete has been back in Thailand for two years now.
Two years filled with happiness. Two years that might have had occasional disagreements, but never enough to let emotions take over. Two years so valuable and meaningful that Ae wishes the words two years could turn into forever.
“Let’s eat first. My mother has already used the kitchen for the first time.”
Ae pulls his affectionate romantic partner up, and Pete follows, looking toward the kitchen where dinner has been prepared. Both Khun Ae’s mother and Aunt Jeab worked together to cook the meal an hour ago before the family members left. That happened after Phii Nut suddenly blurted out—
"We’ll head out now. We won’t get in the way of a couple’s first night together."
That alone is enough to make the adults quickly decide to leave, not even staying for dinner, saying that this time belongs to the two of them.
"So, this place is our newlywed home, Ae?"
The listener smiles as they help set the food on the dining table. Then, they begin their first meal in their first home together.
"But at first, we might still have to go back and forth between here and home," Pete says. He cannot move in permanently just yet because he still worries too much about his mother to leave completely.
This makes the listener laugh. "Do you remember last year when we were planning to buy this condo?"
Pete nods, and that prompts Inthach to repeat the words Pete once said.
"I will wait for you. No matter when, I will be waiting for you here."
Thud.
Pete falls silent because he is the one who originally said this to Ae.
A year ago, their condo purchase was still in the planning stage because Ae was still working in Rayong. At that time, they were joking that Pete would probably be the one living in this place more since his job was in Bangkok, while Ae, the one who initiated the idea, would only come over on weekends.
Then, Ae unknowingly gave him the biggest surprise.
Without telling Pete, Ae secretly applied to one of the country’s leading companies with headquarters in the city. He quietly took the test, went through the interviews, and only informed Pete when he was about to move back to work in Bangkok.
This was one of the reasons they ended up buying the condo sooner than expected, even though their original plan was to wait another year.
The experience from working in both places made Ae’s salary jump significantly. The job is demanding, exhausting even, but Ae insists that nothing compares to the hardship of being separated in different provinces.
That is why Ae fought through it all with everything he has, and Pete knows all too well that he has lost completely to this determined man.
Ae always follows through on his words—he is the most trustworthy person Pete has ever known.
Pete smiles. Ae once said he dreams too big, but everyone knows just how much effort this man puts into turning his dreams into reality. Ae never just dreams and stays in place—he always pushes forward.
And Pete is beyond happy that Ae’s destination is him.
"Do not cry."
Then, Pete realizes he is crying when Ae reaches out to touch his cheek and gently wipes away the tears.
"I am happy," the tall figure murmurs as he wipes away the remaining tears. He then changes the subject to discuss their household responsibilities. Eventually, both of them come to feel it—this place is truly their home.
Grab.
"What are you looking at?"
After finishing dinner, Pitchaya, who had planned to take a shower, stops at the balcony. He gazes out at the colorful city lights at night, recalling how such a sight once made him feel miserable back in England. But now, it looks like a dream. A strong pair of arms wraps around his waist, and a deep voice whispers in his ear.
Pete leans back against his lover’s chest, placing his hand over the firm arm holding him.
"I am thinking... should we grow some plants on the balcony? You like gardening, Ae."
"Then let us plant roses," the bigger man whispers into Pete's ear while nuzzling into the pale nape of his neck, pressing a light kiss there.
"Why roses?" Pete tilts his head, confused. Ae whispers,
"For your mother’s birthday and..."
Flick.
Two large hands slip under the soft fabric of his shirt, caressing his smooth abdomen. The gentle stroke of fingertips makes Pete shudder. A deep, alluring voice murmurs against his ear,
"For you... when you wake up, along with breakfast."
"Ah... Ae, you are spoiling me."
"Good. I want to spoil you a lot more."
The larger man says this as he flicks out his tongue to lick the pale nape before him, tasting the mix of sweat and his lover’s natural scent. His large hands roam tenderly over soft skin, making the one in his arms let out a low moan.
"Ae has become sweet these days," Pete mumbles before jerking slightly when a strong hand slides up to his lightly-colored nipple and rubs it gently.
"I can be even sweeter... do you want to try?" Intouch murmurs, teasing the sensitive bud with his fingers, rolling it between them. The soft gasps escaping Pete’s lips tell him everything.
"Ah... Ae..."
"Well? Do you want to try?"
Pete tilts his head to meet Ae’s gaze, then whispers back in a sweet voice,
"Have I ever refused you?"
The answer makes Ae smile. Pete smiles, too.
Then... their lips meet.
"Smooch... smooch..." The sound of their kisses fills the quiet air as large hands continue to play with the hardened buds. Pete arches into the touch, moaning softly, parting his lips to welcome the scorching tongue that delves deeper, alternating between licking and lightly sucking his lips.
Grab.
Pete reaches up to cup Ae’s nape, pulling him closer, deepening their kiss.
"Ah... mmh... Ae, you really like playing with my chest."
"Because it is cute."
Ae whispers as he kisses along Pete’s cheek, temple, and down to his pale neck. Their breaths grow hotter. Pete tilts his hips back, rubbing against the hard length pressing into his lower back, feeling the firm heat through their clothes.
Grab.
“Mmfh!” At the same time, a large hand slips into the pants, touching the adorable, feverishly hot part, making Pete jolt. One hand grips the window, while the other wraps around the neck of the person behind him as their bodies press together with barely any space in between.
Pete’s pants drop to the floor, followed by his underwear. He tilts his head, giving his lover space to whisper.
“Ae… close the curtain… someone might see.”
Clang.
The moment Inthach hears the request, he practically yanks the front curtain shut in an instant. Then, he turns his attention back to the one looking at him—sharp eyes glistening with moisture, luscious orange lips glistening even more, and a face so full of passion that he never finds the strength to hold himself back.
Whoosh.
Ae pulls the t-shirt in one swift motion, and it slips right off that pale body, leaving nothing but bare skin tinged with a delicate pink hue in full view.
Pete no longer feels embarrassed about being naked in front of him, and that only makes the one watching want to sink his teeth into this enticing body even more.
Grab.
“Ahh… Mmm… Kiss…”
Ae takes only a few seconds to admire his lover’s form before they move toward each other, lips crashing together, exchanging a sweet and electrifying kiss, neither willing to yield. Pete, in turn, tugs at his lover’s football jersey, pulling it off over his head before diving right back into another kiss as if they already know each other’s rhythm perfectly.
"Ha!" Then, the larger man pushes his lover's body against the curtain behind them. Hot lips scatter kisses down to the pale nipples. Then, he forcefully flicks his tongue against them, causing Pete to let out a trembling moan. Both hands grip the sensitive nubs tightly as Pete arches his back, responding to the electrifying sensations.
"Ah... ah... oh... Huh..." The moans only fuel the passion, making him kneel down in front of his lover. He takes the adorable, reddened tip into his mouth, savoring the sweet, melodic whimpers escaping from the lips of the man who is breathing heavily.
Smooch... slurp...
"Oh... hmm... oh..."
The hot breath that spills over, the wet mouth that envelops, and the scorching touch that spreads across every inch of the heated flesh make Pete shiver. His handsome face tilts upward, gazing at the ceiling, while one hand clutches the thick, dark hair to release the overwhelming passion.
Then, the young engineer, who knows his lover's body well, reaches behind. He squeezes and kneads the softness firmly before slipping a finger into the tight passage, causing Pete to jolt and gasp. Yet, he spreads his legs wider, allowing his lover to explore even deeper.
Squish
"Mmm... slurp... smooch..." He pushes one hand into his lover's mouth, delving deep inside. Pete mimics the rhythm of his lover's fingers, the sound of sucking echoing throughout the room. The hot tongue licks along the grooves of the fingers, driving the recipient to the edge of endurance.
No one in the hotel knows that the talented young executive can be this seductive.
The thought crosses his mind as he pulls his fingers out of the mouth and shifts them to the tight passage. Then, he stands up straight, looking at the man whose face is flushed red, fully aware of what is about to happen.
"Ah...ha...ik."
"Does it hurt?"
"No...no, eh...ah, no," Pete shakes his head vigorously, wrapping both hands around his lover's neck as long fingers delve deeper inside. He feels the foreign object, causing a moan to escape his throat. His heart races, his breath quickens and shudders, before his pale body twitches, almost burying his face into the shoulder of the person in front of him.
"Is it here?"
"Mm...eh, mm...there...more..."
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"Huuu..." Just a touch on that spot inside, and Ae thrusts his fingertips forcefully, making the other person flinch and cling to him, panting near his ear. The long fingers increase in number, up to three, and move, skillfully widening the passage.
They are no longer just first-year students but full-fledged adults who know how to make their partner feel good.
Kiss.
Smack.
At that moment, Pete grabs his lover's cheek before being the one to lean in for a kiss first. His hand reaches out to pull the large core out of the shorts, then rubs the same part against it, until both moan intensely through each other's lips.
Kiss.
“Ah! Ae!!!” Suddenly, Pete feels his body floating up, forcing him to let go. He sees the larger person, who had just removed their finger from his entrance, now holding him by the hips. His legs instinctively wrap around the trim waist, and his hands grip his lover's neck tightly, afraid of falling. Ae, too, presses his lover’s back against the curtain behind them.
Swish.
“Ha! Ae... Hmm... It’s tingling... Eek... This position is so sensitive...”
Then, the person holding him slowly pushes their heated body into the warm, soft passage. This causes the one being held to shudder, letting out trembling moans, biting their own lips tightly as they feel the scorching heat pressing in deeper and deeper, until it reaches the very core. Their legs tighten around their lover’s waist.
Snap.
At the same time, Ae buries his face into his lover’s chest, using his tongue to tease the beautiful peaks, causing the other to gasp and shudder. The slender hips begin to move slowly but sensually, stirring the emotions of the one being held until they can barely breathe.
Swish, swish, swish
“Ah... Ah... It’s... Eek... Ae... Ae...” The rising pace of passion makes Pete moan in unison with Ae’s low, heated voice, which burns with intensity for his lover.
The slow, deliberate movements, the scorching breaths mingling, the bodies pressed tightly together, the sweat dripping down their backs, the moans blending with the rhythm of their desire—all of it is turning their intimate space into a fiery, explosive atmosphere.
Thud.
Ae grips his lover’s hips as they thrust deeply, causing the other to shudder intensely each time. The warm passage clenches rapidly, responding to the strong, firm intrusion, driving their passion higher and higher.
"Uh... I can't... take it anymore... Ha... Ah... It's so deep..."
Pete whispers, as he moves closer, the sound of skin against skin echoing throughout the room. The other person matches the rhythm, both ascending to pleasure together, until the narrow passage is soaked with a cloudy white fluid, while their stomachs are slick with warm liquid.
Squirt.
Ae doesn't let his lover stand properly yet, but instead presses his back against the mirror.
Closing the curtain behind, he buries his face in the white chest, breathing heavily as he slowly pulls out the hot member, until the cloudy liquid drips onto the parquet floor.
Pete gently strokes his lover's hair, breathing heavily as well, and in that moment...
Ae says, "Next year... let's go to 'America'."
"America?" Pete responds, still panting, confused by the other's words. Then Ae looks up and smiles.
"We can go to California. I want to study more languages." The listener is even more puzzled, thinking Ae just wants to travel. As Ae says this, Pete starts wondering when he can take a break. But then, a deep, serious voice continues.
"Let's go register our marriage."
"Ae!!!" The listener can only groan the other's name, looking at the sweaty face, but Ae insists again.
"You're the only one I want to be with until I die."
Sniff Kiss
As soon as he hears those words, Pete wraps his arms around the strong neck, burying his face in the shoulder, about to burst into tears, making the one who just proposed smile widely.
"I mean it."
"Hic... Sob..." The crybaby who had disappeared for years returns, as snot and tears drip down, making Ae laugh... a laugh full of happiness, because he can already guess the answer.
"But now I have to take you to shower. Can you walk?"
Swish swish swish
The listener shakes his head on the shoulder, indicating that not only can he not walk, but he can't even think straight. The athlete then carries him to the bathroom, listening to the trembling voice that stutters.
Pause.
"I... also want... to be with Ae for the rest of my life... too."
That alone is the best answer.
After that, in the bathroom, there isn't just the sound of water caressing skin, but also the passionate sounds of the soon-to-be married couple expressing their endless love. As they say, tonight might truly be their wedding night, and the night they promise... to be together forever.
And from this day on, they will have a place that always welcomes them back... a place called home... a home that is more than a home, because it's a home... where the one they love the most is always waiting.
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