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Have you ever read a martial arts comic? No, let us take a general fighting comic as an example, where the hero fights the villain beyond his own limits and defeats the villain. But when he wakes up, he finds his body cannot move as he wishes. It feels like every part of his muscles is tearing apart, and they cry out... they have been overused.
Right now, this Dear person is feeling exactly like that... well, maybe it is a bit of an exaggeration.
“Ouch! Sssss” Dear slowly opened his eyes and saw the cream-colored ceiling of the room. But after moving just a little, his whole body cried out in pain. He could only blink his eyes rapidly and realize that he... was alone.
“Yesterday..."
The last memory he could recall was finishing who-knows-what round, seeing an utterly sweat-drenched Phîi Porsche above him, and then... he was too embarrassed to say it.
I passed out cold right on the bed.
The thought of the person who had bitten his own lip until it hurt, a wave of intense self-pity and resentment surged into his heart like a menopausal woman. Just turning to look at the side of the bed and finding no one who had caused him to pass out made him indescribably angry. If it were not for the fact that his whole body ached, and well, the stinging feeling down below was probably from tearing, he would have gotten up and made a huge scene, asking... where the hell has my Phûa gone!
Grek.
“Yes, send the name to be blacklisted everywhere... Khrap... I will pay any amount...”
Dear immediately turned his head sharply towards the bedroom door. He saw the person he was just cursing in his mind open the door and enter, phone in hand. His face was stern and serious, yet it shone brighter than ever. Of course, after how many rounds of releasing, he must have eaten soft-boiled eggs to replenish his energy. And then he left me lying stiff and helpless on the bed like a crippled dog.
I feel so sorry for myself. So sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. Very sorry indeed.
Thump!
The self-pity made the puppy grab a pillow and throw it with a thump towards the front of the room. But sorry, he did not have much strength. The damned pillow fell with a plop just beside the bed, which was utterly embarrassing. But it seemed his plan to demand attention worked, because the room's owner quickly ended his call and hurried over to him.
“Dear, how are you feeling?”
Well, seeing his concerned face made me feel a little better.
The puppy pouted, looking at the person who rushed to sit by the bed. Those large hands brushed his hair away. The sharp eyes shone with worry and also a guilty feeling that made Dear's heart soften momentarily.
“I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. If I had controlled myself, Dear would not be hurt this badly.” It might have been the first time the puppy had seen Phîi Porsche make such a devastated, almost dying expression. The hand holding his cheek trembled slightly before stroking him gently, unlike the person who usually rubbed his head vigorously to cheer him up. But... he was still not over his anger.
“Forget about the pain... Dear told Phîi to do it himself...” The puppy just realized his voice was hoarse, like someone with a fever. He really did not want to imagine what state he was in for Phîi Porsche to act as if he were dying like this.
“But I was still wrong.”
Well, good that you know.
Dear grumbled in his heart, staring silently at the person in front of him. The feeling before he passed out came back to him again... the feeling of seeing Phîi Porsche alone with that other woman, being intimate on the bed, and then the feeling of hearing Phîi Porsche say he would not have anything with anyone except him.
“Phîi... come closer to Dear.” The young man complied easily, leaning in closer.
“Bring your face a little closer.” Even though he did not understand what the little one wanted, Purin complied...
Smack!
“Ouch.” The tall figure could only let out a soft exclamation. As soon as he moved closer, the puppy landed a full punch on his cheek. Even though it did not hurt him much, when he turned to see those big, tear-filled eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
“Dear, I...”
“Does Phîi Porsche know how I felt when I came in and saw Phîi with that woman? Does Phîi know how hurt I was to see Phîi lying on the bed with someone else... I was hurt, Phîi Porsche, you damned... shit-lizard, it hurts like someone is squeezing inside here! Can you hear that I'm hurt!” Having said that, the person with almost no strength tried to throw more punches at the other party, some landing and some not, but it was considered a way to vent some of the anger in his heart.
But that was only the beginning of Dear venting his anger.
“Phîi told me not to worry, not to assume things. And what about you! Why did not Phîi say anything to make me feel secure? I do not know how that woman got in. I do not know why Phîi lied to make leave. And why did Phîi get drugged? Right now, I'm angry. I'm so damn angry at you! Yes, I am a person who worries, and right now I'm worrying about what else his romantic partner is hiding from him!!!”
I am crazy. I must be crazy. Moving my body already hurts. Shouting my lungs out sends shocks through my whole body. But I am so angry. So angry that my eyes feel hot all over, forcing me to wipe them hastily with the back of my hand.
Squeeze.
“Do not hug me, you stupid Phîi Porsche!”
Yeah, I know that right now I am the one being stupid. But in this matter, Phîi Porsche is wrong!
At the same time, Purin tightened his embrace around the squirming body. It was not that he was afraid of being hit in the face by those light punches, but he was afraid the puppy would get even more hurt. Just last night, after the drug wore off and he cleaned Dear's body, he almost went crazy seeing the marks of their lovemaking on the puppy's body, not to mention the torn passage down below.
“Dear, I beg you, do not squirm. Dear is in pain, my good youth... When Dear is better, I will let you hit me as much as you want... Khrap.”
I hate myself. Why must my heart soften for Phîi Porsche? The thought of the person who lay still in the embrace, even though his eyes were getting hotter. Therefore, the voice that came out trembled uncontrollably.
“Tell me. Phîi, tell me how that woman got in. Tell me!” The person listening let out a long sigh. Purin had always thought he could handle it; with just one woman, he did not need to drag his lover into the stress. But at this moment, everything told him he was wrong.
All this time, this Purin person was confident in himself because no matter who he was with, he never had problems with third parties. But that was not because both parties were confident in each other. On the contrary, it was because he never loved those women that he did not care how the women he was with felt when someone else came into his life.
But it probably should not be like this. With Dear, it was different. He knew now that he had been overconfident. If he had told Dear...
Love is not just about trust, but also about showing him that he can trust me.
These were things Purin was just learning with his own "first love."
“Patty called me, saying she would tell everyone about us dating...” So, the perfect man who thought he could handle everything put his ego aside. He recounted how it all happened without feeling ashamed of where he had slipped up.
The whole time, Dear kept his mouth tightly shut, looking at the person confessing everything. But instead of his anger subsiding, for some reason, he became even angrier.
“Phîi Porsche lied to me.” As soon as everything was finished, Dear spoke up immediately, still looking at him with angry eyes.
“Phîi tricked me into going out with friends.”
“I'm sorry.”
“Phîi Porsche would not tell me what she was blackmailing Phîi with.”
“I'm sorry, Khrap.”
“And then Phîi Porsche fell for her trap and got drugged! If Dear had not come in and Phîi could not endure it, what would have happened!”
“I... am sorry...”
For every charge, Purin said he was sorry from the bottom of his heart. His two arms held the puppy's body tightly, and he pressed a soft kiss to his temple, as if asking for forgiveness. But do not think this puppy would soften his heart so easily, because Dear turned his face away in the other direction.
“Do not think that just because you said sorry, I will soften my heart. Not for this matter, that is for sure.”
I know I am acting stupid, because Phîi Porsche did not actually do anything with that underwear girl. But a person gets angry when they are angry.
“Then what do I need to do for Dear to stop being angry?” The question came from a person asking helplessly, making the listener merely pout and pull the blanket over his head.
“Phîi Porsche is so clever, you figure it out yourself how to appease me.” Having said that, the stubborn puppy buried his face in the pillow, refusing to lift his head to look at the person holding his waist, indicating that even though this Dear person might yield in everything else, it would not be for this matter.
Purin stared at the scene for a moment, before burying his face in the fluffy head hidden beneath the blanket too.
“But right now I'm a dim-wit... a dim-wit who does not know how to appease my romantic partner.”
Good Lord, you clever man, you are appeasing me right now. Do not call yourself a dim-wit. Do not soften, heart! Do not soften!
The sulking person told himself sternly. Of course, even though he was the one whose name meant 'of anyone,' during this period of being clever, he understood that the soft, pleading voice saying he himself was a dim-wit—Phîi Porsche must be trying to make him soften.
“I do not know! My romantic partner is unfaithful, I do not know anything. When I'm better, I will go back to sleep in my own room. I will not sleep in this room to be taken advantage of anymore.”
“Hey! Why is it like that?”
“That is how it is. No negotiations.” Actually, he considered downgrading their status back to senior and junior, but it was as if Dream's voice was whispering in his ear that if he did that and Phîi Porsche got involved with someone else, it would be a disaster. Separating bedrooms? Then I will insist on holding onto the title of romantic partner like this. The rest is Phîi Porsche's duty. Appealing a worrying youth should not be too difficult for his capabilities!
Purin's expression was both annoyed and fond of this brat who was taking advantage of the situation to act high and mighty. But it lasted only a moment before he smiled faintly, knowing he was wrong for not speaking out, and thus accepted his punishment.
“Then, does the sulking person want the appeasing person to do anything for him right now, hmm?” The soft tone made the sulking person's cheeks flush a little, but he tried to make his voice sound stronger.
“Hungry!” That one short word made Purin agree to get up from the bed.
“Then I will go now. And do not cover yourself with the blanket like that, you will have trouble breathing.”
Bang.
The bedroom door closed, but the puppy in top form still lay motionless like that.
Only when he was sure Phîi Porsche had left did he pull the blanket off as the other had told him to, before breaking into a stubborn smile.
“Consider this compensation for making me lie here helpless and for hiding things from Dear. I will be stubborn until you indulge me.”
I rarely hold the winning cards, so I have to make it count when I do.
***
I am sulking, Khrap...
Right now, the person holding the winning cards did not know what expression to make, whether to laugh, feel shy, or call himself an idiot. Who would have thought that Nai Purin Akramethakorn would have such a cute side to him?
Okay, this Dear person absolutely loves omelette with minced pork. And the appeasing person hit the mark by frying an omelette over hot steamed rice. But... this ketchup squeezed into the words 'I am sulking, Khrap'...
“Phîi Porsche is so damned.”
“Then why are you smiling?”
“No!!! Why the hell would I be smiling?” The puppy said in a high-pitched voice, trying to put on a stern face to say 'I am still angry, damn it,' making the other party merely smile faintly and raise a hand to stroke his soft hair gently.
“Not smiling then, not smiling. Eat, before it gets cold.” And the fact that Phîi Porsche spoke in such a soft voice made the angry person lower his head and eat obediently. But for some reason, he did not really dare to use his spoon to cut through that dense ketchup message much.
“Phîi will write it again for you later. Eat now.”
“I do not feel sorry for wasting it, you know.” Having said that, he smeared the spoon all over the omelette and scooped it into his mouth, chewing vigorously. He just realized how very hungry he was, to the point he could eat a whole water buffalo right now. Since yesterday, nothing had reached his stomach, and now it was a new morning... ten o'clock.
Crick.
“Hah? Ten o'clock! I have class!” This time, the person who just remembered almost jumped up to sit straight, before hissing in pain from the stinging sensation in his lower body, making the other person push his shoulder back down first.
“You cannot go today. Phîi will get a medical certificate for you later.”
“But if I do not attend today, Dear will not understand the material.”
“I beg you.”
Thud.
The angry person fell silent immediately, looking at the face of the person who clearly showed just how worried he was, making him agree to sit still, pressing his lips together. At the moment when Phîi Porsche raised his hand to gently brush away the locks of hair covering his face.
“Phîi knows Dear is angry with me. But trust Phîi, take a rest for just one day today. Otherwise, Phîi will just be worried about you the whole time.”
Actually, even if Porsche had not said anything, he could not have gone to class anyway. Just moving made his whole body ache. He knew well that after passing out on the bed like that, even getting up to argue was quite an achievement. Besides, going to the university right now would just be exposing himself, showing that he had made love all night.
“And what about Phîi... not going to work?” His heart was still angry, but he could not help being worried. This made Phîi Porsche lean over to press a soft kiss on his temple, making him almost jerk away, if not for the deep voice that spoke up.
“My romantic partner is sick like this. I cannot go to work.”
“W-well, it is because of Phîi Porsche that Dear is sick.”
“I know, Khrap... I will go get you some water now.” Having said that, Phîi Porsche gave a soft smile before stepping out of the room. His demeanor showed he felt guilty, making the person looking at him feel his heart soften momentarily. He looked down at the omelette rice, now smeared red all over, and pressed his lips together tightly.
Let me be angry for a little while longer. Let me be angry at the person who told me not to worry but would not say anything himself for a little while longer.
***
“Nong Shin, it is like this..."
“I am sorry, Phîi. I am not free today.”
At the same time, Nai Chonnon was wandering around the faculty building of a certain someone. But he was intercepted by a senior. His expression and demeanor indicated he wanted something, making the owner merely state flatly, causing the other party to look a bit disappointed, but he still spoke with hope.
“Phîi heard from friends that Shin is okay with..."
“That is old news. Please tell everyone that right now I am not free for any one-night stands with anyone.” But then, the half-Thai young man who never rejected anyone easily complied, making the listener quickly grab his arm, only to have to let go when Shin looked down at him.
“Does Nong Shin have a real one now?” The listener was silent for a moment before shrugging.
“It is not Phîi's business.”
“That is true, I suppose.” The other party was quiet for a moment before reluctantly letting go, allowing the person who intended to quit fooling around everywhere to sigh. Really, if asked whether he had a real one now, probably not. Because the person he had his eye on right now was not someone he loved or liked; it would be more accurate to say he was interested... interested in the stability he felt towards that one person.
“Well, look who it is. The famous half-Thai youth.” But then, Shin turned to look in the direction of the greeting and saw a familiar face like Phîi Sai-fah, who greeted him cheerfully, making him have to raise his hand in a wai.
“What are you doing around here?”
“I came to see Phîi Oat.” Sai-fah was silent immediately, thinking of his close friend's strange behavior recently. He was even more surprised that this first-year was coming to see his friend. He had heard they hated each other's guts back in the cheer club room.
“What business do you have with him?”
“Just came to check on his condition, see how he is after the motorcycle accident.”
“Hmm, you know?” Sai-fah asked in surprise. Âi Oat did not really mingle with first-years. Besides, he heard this youth was a huge drama-queen; he should not be interested in a senior's motorcycle accident. And that made Shin speak casually, as if he did not care much.
“I was at the scene. I saw when Phîi Oat was racing his motorcycle..."
“Shh, shh, shh! Quietly! Âi Oat does not want anyone to know he races motorcycles.” Before he could even finish speaking properly, Sai-fah raised a finger to his lips, then beckoned him to a corner of the hallway. He looked left and right before turning back to look at the face of this handsome youth and asked seriously.
“What do you know?”
“I was driving behind him, so I saw everything from when Phîi Oat accepted the challenge. And then that person played dirty, ramming the rear of bike until it spun off the road.” Since the senior in front of him knew, he did not need to hide it. These words seemed to upset the listener even more.
“Damn it! Hearing this makes me angry! Âi Oat, he should have been patient and waited for the race on Friday. Should have gathered the gang to surround and beat them up!”
“Motorcycle race on Friday?”
Thud.
The person who had slipped up was silent for a moment, staring at the face of the junior in front of him. Now what? He thought this youth was not a blabbermouth who would spread it everywhere. Otherwise, the news Âi Oat had accepted their challenge would have spread all over the university already. Besides, he must be worried, otherwise he would not have come to ask about his condition.
“Yeah, he is racing this Friday at two in the morning. They close the road... the whole route. It happens twice a month. Âi Oat said he would get payback on the track.” Sai-fah mentioned the name of a famous road in central Bangkok. The listener nodded because he had heard about the closed-road races in that area, but no one dared to do anything about it because the organizers were the children of influential people.
“Yeah, do not tell him I told you.” The speaker preempted him, making Shin frown.
“Then why did Phîi agree to tell me?”
“Heh heh, the other day I heard Âi Oat mention you, so I thought he probably would not mind. But if you want to go, ask him yourself. I cannot take you in. Âi Oat will be angry with me again.” Just by looking into his eyes, he could see that this red-headed youth was interested. But as they say, if Oat found out he had brought a junior into the race venue, he would definitely kill him.
“So that means the pass is Phîi Oat himself.”
“Correct.” Sai-fah said with a laugh before going his separate way in another direction, while the owner was thinking deeply. The news from Dok Khem said this youth was gay, so he guessed playfully that he might like his friend. And, you know, this Sai-fah person thought a strong, forceful youth like this suited Âi Oat.
Even though he acted like a kind senior to the juniors, Âi Oat loved challenges the most. Who knows, this youth Shin might be one of the challenges he needs to try.
***
“Let go of me right now, you damned-animal.”
“That is not polite language, Khrap. For this, you must be punished.”
“Hey!!!"
Right after class ended, Nai Athit performed his duty as a good romantic partner by ambushing and dragging Phîi Ryu from the parking lot, then forcing him to go walk around the mall together. But, as expected of someone deeply in love, as soon as they got out of the car, he grabbed Phîi Ryu's hand to hold. The result? That Phîi Ryu spat curses right in his face, so cute.
Being with Phîi Ryu, I could almost transform into a four-legged animal. How many animals has it been now, damn it?
Even though he thought that, his actions surpassed his words. As soon as he looked left and right and saw no one, he kissed his damned cheek. And what was the result? The owner of the cheek blushed accordingly, making a move as if to spit something out but ended up closing his mouth.
“If we were not outside, you!”
Phîi Ryu walked off grumpily ahead, making the person deeply in love quickly follow. He could not help but feel that recently, Phîi Ryu had been acting cuter somehow. No, ever since he acted all tsundere when I was sick, Phîi Ryu has been... getting cuter and cuter.
Normally, you know, from before, if idle, he would throw a punch; if moving, he would kick. Now he seemed to be holding back more than before. “Phîi Ryu, Phîi Ryu, I want to eat KFC.” As they passed the famous chicken restaurant, he hooked onto Phîi Ryu's collar.
“You heel! Coming here to eat chicken? If you want chicken, you could just call and order it.”
“Then what does Phîi want to eat?”
“Fuji.”
“No, I do not have money to feed my Mia.”
Crack.
Ouch, where has my cute Phîi Ryu gone?
Sun smiled widely, looking at the person who was dumbfounded. He turned to look at him with wide eyes, acting as if he was deciding whether to raise a fist to threaten him or open his mouth to curse. But just him looking from head to toe with sparkling eyes made the person in front of him bite his lip, his face red, not knowing whether he was angry or shy. Normally, he would definitely curse, but now he just...
“Ah... well, well, then let us go eat KFC.”
Squeeze.
“Hey, where has the cute Phîi Ryu gone?” He really could not help but swoop in to hug Ryu's neck tightly, making the person being hugged widen his eyes and squirm vigorously, then quickly whisper fiercely.
“Let me go, damn it! Soon everyone will know what we are to each other.”
“Well, then what are we to each other, Phîi?” He teased right back.
Damn it. He is silent again. If not for the fact that we are in the middle of the mall, I would grab and kiss him right here.
“We are... well... that thing!”
“Hahaha, come on, Phîi Ryu. If Phîi Ryu does not struggle and run away, no one will know. Friends can hug each other's necks and walk; there are plenty who do.” Sun whispered softly, letting the other party know that just walking with arms around necks was common among youths. And that seemed to reassure Phîi Ryu a little, because he used both hands to hold the arm Sun had locked around his neck. But no matter what.
“Then it is settled, we eat KFC.”
See, this is why I say my Mia is cute. He indulges me, damn it.
“Forget it. We can eat Fuji. As punishment for Phîi Ryu acting cute, Sunny agrees to let his wallet get torn.” He said this with a supremely generous heart. But Phîi Ryu merely stretched his mouth and said in a voice trying to sound firm.
[[Translator's Note: The term Fuji (ฟูจิ) in this context refers to "Fuji Japanese Restaurant," a popular and widespread chain of Japanese casual dining restaurants in Thailand. It is a common point of reference for characters discussing where to eat, akin to mentioning "Applebee's" or "The Cheesecake Factory" in an American context.]]
“Who told you to pay? I have my own money to spend... But that Sun, he definitely does not know, right?” The beautiful person could not help but ask softly. He really wanted to elbow or punch this youth, but for some reason, he felt shy. Lately, every time that Sun touched him, he felt hot and cold, as if getting a fever. The moon of the faculty pressed his lips together.
“You are needlessly worrying, Phîi Ryu. Come on, come on, let us go eat and then watch a movie, huh?”
“I am the one choosing the movie.” And the demeanor of the fierce tiger who lifted his head and smiled widely, saying happily, made the person looking at him suppress the feeling of wanting to pinch those beautiful lips. Did no one tell him, damn it, not to act so cute, or he might lose his virtue without even realizing it.
“Whoa, what the hell, Phîi? You choose the food, let me choose the movie too!”
“Not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, then let go of my neck, you nuisance!” The words made the listener put on a sad face, pouting like a child, which looked more irritating than cute.
“Yes, sir. Sunny is Phîi Ryu's underling here. Anything and everything must be according to your wishes.”
He whispered by his ear, “Heh, correct. You must be my underling.” Ryu nodded with satisfaction, and that made the person looking at him...
“Khrap.”
“I agree to be the underling in everything. But when we are on the bed, I am always on top.”
“...”
This time, that Phîi Ryu fell completely silent, grinding his teeth, then raised his foot and stomped hard on Sun's foot, making him cry out loudly. The person who stomped then slipped out from the arm locked around his neck, turned, and said in a voice trying to sound fierce.
“I am not talking to you anymore. I am going to get a table!”
“Ouch, Phîi Ryu, ah, it hurts. It really hurts.” Even though Sun cried out in pain, the type to slump down sitting in the middle of the mall, the beautiful cat did not even turn to look at him, striding far ahead, making the person who was lamenting exaggeratedly stand up. His sharp face broke into a wide, satisfied smile.
I have never seen anyone as cute as Phîi Ryu, really, damn it.
“Are you two romantic partners or something?” Then, it was as if the faint voice of a young woman in a sailor-style school uniform made Sun turn to look. It made the whole group of schoolgirls startle. But would the moon of the faculty feel shy? Of course not, except to say...
“Oh, he is my sulking romantic partner, Khrap.” That was all. Screams and shrieks followed. Did the speaker care? Not at all, besides walking with his hands in his pockets, following after with a relaxed mood.
Phîi Ryu said not to tell people close to us. Here, I told strangers, so that means it is okay, right? When it comes to showing ownership, Nai Athit is second to none, you know.
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