“Fight on, Wôoi! One last subject, and then it is vacation time!”
No matter how much Dear wanted to put his head on the pillow and sleep as if dead, the exam season, which swept in like a tsunami, wiping out all those who had idled away the entire semester, scattering them into the sea, also made him persevere. His two eyes stared at the text on the large-print handouts until the person who had finished his work could not help but come and stand laughing in front of the room.
That it is exam period means... temporary bedroom separation.
“A warm glass of milk, Dear?” Purin asks.
“No, I will fall asleep,” the person says without even looking up from the papers he has been poring over for over an hour.
And that makes Purin suggest a new option. “A snack, Ná? If your mouth is not free, you will stay awake.”
“No, it ruins concentration,” the person with concentration is skilled enough to separate his auditory nerves to answer the other. But the large person still shows no sign of leaving, besides standing with arms crossed in the doorframe.
“Should give you a massage, Ná? Then you will not be sore.”
Snap
What is with this guy bothering me so much, Wá?!
“Heh heh, I just think you look cute when you are stressed,” Purin says with a smile, looking at the little one who turns to bare his fangs at him, and even waves his hand to shoo him away. He knows that normally, this one is very attached to his owner.
And that makes Dear scrunch his nose at him. “Come in and sit and stare then, Lâ! Why stand there disturbing Dear's concentration?” He sarcastically says to him directly.
And as for Phîi Porsche… “Thank you for the invitation.”
Bloody fucking hell, he wants to bite the owner's neck and make him bleed to death!
Dear grinds his teeth in his heart, looking at the large man who walks over and plops down to sit on his bed (the one he has only slept in during the exam week). He would not mind just the sitting, if it were not for Phîi Porsche looking at him with a faint smile, not turning away elsewhere at all.
“Does Phîi want something or not? I need to read.”
“My Miia is not here, so I cannot sleep.”
Thud
Whoaaa! Now he says it so openly all the time!
Dear can only think in his heart, even though his cheeks heat up to a frightening degree. However, his immunity is growing stronger now, so he gives a provocative smile back and says loudly,
“Then let us stop being Phûa-Miia for a week, Phîi.”
So I do accept that I am Phîi Porsche's Miia.
“You're not afraid that during this time Phîi will go find other little flings, or what?”
Thud
“Try it, Ná! Dear will bite down until his fangs sink in and then shake until the flesh tears off!” It suits the threat of the puppy, who puffs up, face irritated, eyes gleaming, making Purin laugh with delight. His tall frame moves closer, before placing a hand on his head to tousle it and shake it back and forth.
“Tomorrow, after the exam, where do you want to go celebrate?” the young man asks in a softer voice, Having seen him poring over textbooks for weeks, almost taking notes and sticking them on the house walls. And that makes the person who has not finished reading his books promptly break into a smile.
Whose romantic partner is this, Wá? So cute, Wá. After the exam, there is a celebration too.
“No, Wá, Phîi. Dear wants to come back and sleep. A long sleep, like twelve hours straight.”
“A dog or a koala bear?” the young man teases jokingly. He thinks the little one will bare his fangs, but not at all. He instead smiles widely, looks up to say, and even raises an eyebrow.
“Whether Dear is a dog or a bear, he is still cute in Phîi's eyes, Ná.” Then conceding to Dear this once probably would not hurt.
“Tsk tsk, Phîi Porsche's face is red. Dear spoke correctly, did not he? Dear is cute, right? Even as a dog he is cute, as a bear who sleeps a lot, Phîi also likes...” Seizing the opportunity, the puppy by name pulls Phîi Porsche closer, his two hands raising to hug around the waist, and then presses his face against the other's stomach, acting spoiled to the fullest, as is the nature of someone who now knows what Phîi Porsche is weak against.
See? A demon-level spoiler can subdue anyone. For Phîi Porsche to be hard-hearted would be beyond human.
Smack
“Heh heh, how could I not like? The whole person is my Miia. Being a dog is good, you do everything Phîi says. Being a bear who sleeps a lot is good, Phîi has wanted to try sneaking a kiss from you for a long time.”
Hmm, sneaking a kiss.
Dear immediately looks up to meet his eyes, and that flickering gleam in the guy's eyes makes him punch Porsche's stomach immediately. He springs out of the embrace, feeling insecure for some reason. Do not tell him the dog he mentioned means the boss, telling him to be on top then he climbs on, telling him to be on bottom then he complies, any position is fine, only having the duty to bark, err, moan.
“How audacious, Wá! Dear will tell Uncle Sak that Phîi is extremely lewd.”
“Good, then the whole house will know what Dear is to Phîi.”
Awwgh! Annoyed, Wôoi! Lost the argument again!
The demeanor of the person who turns back to look at his books as before makes Purin gently rub his tousled head, as if appeasing him. He leans in to kiss his white cheek firmly, before stating the objective that follows bothering the youth preparing for exams like this.
“I request to sleep in this room.”
“Did not Phîi promise that during exams he would not...”
“Just sleep, Khráp. I want to see your face... Is it okay? Later, after the exams are over, you will ditch Phîi to go have fun anyway.” Purin immediately interjects, knowing well that Dear is also worried. For a week, no homework, because by now his puppy already has a fuzzy head from studying. And the little one is also afraid he will be angry.
Of course he wants it, but he is not the type of youth to get angry because of forbidden bedroom activities. It is just... strangely lonely. Everywhere lacks a soft body to hug and lie next to.
“Ah, just sleeping is okay. As for the fun trip, and the school break where Dear has to go back home...”
“We can discuss that matter later. You will not finish reading in time, right?” Before he can say more, warm lips touch his temple. A deep voice says understandingly, making the listener brush away the matter he is worried about. It is not about the trip, since Phîi Porsche does not even think of forbidding it. It is the matter of the school break.
Having a break, he wants to go home. But a whole month, though... Never mind. After the exams, we will discuss it. Dear brushes this matter out of his heart and returns to concentrating on the material in front of him, while Purin goes to lie back on the soft bed, his sharp eyes looking at the small back with a faint smile.
Sometimes, sitting and staring at the little one endlessly is quite pleasant too.
Dear almost forgets the person sharing the room entirely, when he raises his head from the book and tells himself, it is enough. If I cannot do it, then no one else can, Wá. (Regarding studies, he is over one hundred percent confident.) Then he stretches lazily. But the moment he turns back... the person who said he would come to sleep ends up hugging the bloody pillow and has already fallen asleep on the bed.
“What the, Wá? Dear studied until he almost died. Phîi bloody sleeps comfortably, making me jealous for fun.” He mumbles to himself first, before letting out a faint smile.
Every time, he is the one who falls asleep first, while Phîi Porsche is still sitting, clearing work, unfinished. Sometimes he falls asleep but wakes up in the morning already on the bed with Phîi Porsche. Honestly, even though they often end up on the sofa... in the same room, this week where they barely talked, he admits... he is extremely lonely, Wá.
Therefore, the lonely person walks to turn off the light, and then steps onto the bed. At first, he intends to just sleep, but some unknown emotion makes him shuffle into the embrace.
“You want to hug Dear so much, Ná? I will let you hug, Wá.” His mouth says that, but his cheeks are extremely hot, because he manages to pull Phîi Porsche's arm onto the pillow, drops his head down to use it as a pillow, uses his other hand to hug his own waist, and snuggles his face against the warm chest. And just like a dog, when he finds something warm, he rubs his head...
No, not at all. He does not want Phîi Porsche to hug him at all. Not even a little bit. He just pities the person who is addicted to his dog, so he lets him hug as a merit.
A thought so different from his actions, because he uses both hands to hug the warm waist tightly, both nuzzling and snuggling happily against the warm chest like this. To anyone who asks, he would probably just talk tough (in his heart)... Well, this is my body. I get to be spoiled by my person alone. Others are forbidden to touch.
So Dear is a dog possessive of his owner, is that it?
In the end, the youth preparing for exams falls asleep, still fully occupied by his owner's embrace. As for the stuff he read... he will just force it out during the exam hall.
***
“Oh, divine beings, I do not mind if you run a dog farm or a cat farm, but please do not kick me into the fish pond, Khráp.”
The moment Dear comes out of the exam room, he sees the Faculty Moon who is now a wreck, raising his hands to pay respect to the heavens, earth, and angels. Not far away, Âi'Shin is sitting reading a car modification magazine, still chewing on crunchy snacks in his mouth, not paying attention to the person wailing beside him, until Dear laughs out loud.
“You did it, right?” Âi'Shin turns to greet him.
“At least I did not go to class to sit and sleep.”
“That hurts, damned-animal!” The guy who went to class to sit and sleep immediately raises his hands to clutch his chest, face pale, neck dropped, shoulders slouched, making Dear frown slightly, since every time Âi'Sun can do the exam or not, he is always smiling brightly, not stressed at all.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, Wá. It will be many weeks until the results come out. When they do, I will be stressed.” Then the stressed person (swears it will not be more than five minutes) immediately looks up sharply. And as if Dear's questioning demeanor makes Shin remark softly.
“Phîi Ryu threatened him that if he gets an F, do not show his face to Phîi again.”
“What kind of goose threat is that, Wá, you? Someone like Ryu speaks truth and acts truthfully, Wôoi! I promised I would not decorate my transcript with an F. But do you understand? I just ask not to be expelled; I am satisfied already.”
“Your satisfaction is quite low, is not it?” Dear laughs out loud, making his close friend raise an eyebrow at him.
“But my desires are high.”
“Stop it! I do not want to know about that!” As soon as his friend finishes, the person who is lately starting to keep up with everyone else curses immediately, feeling a little sorry for Phîi Rahad.
Whoosh
“So, what is up, you guys? Where are you going after the exams? The others are already gathering to go to the bar. Are you guys following?” Shin closes the book he was reading immediately and gets up from his seat, waiting for the group's resident shorty. And that makes Sun smile widely, placing his hand on his friend's tousled head.
“Someone like Dear probably has a fancy dinner from Phîi Porsche waiting for him.”
“Hah, do not think teasing will make me blush. I told Porsche that I would celebrate by sleeping for 12 hours straight.” The person who is not blushing says while his cheeks are a little hot, trying to act tough as if to say... Tease away, tease me to death, I will not become your pawn for you to laugh at again.
His demeanor makes Shin lean in to whisper in his ear.
“Sleeping, be careful, you...”
“Careful of what, Wá?!” The listener startles with a gasp, thinking of last night when someone said he would sneak a kiss on him. Moreover, Âi'Shin laughs heh heh, looking at him with such a sly gleam in his eyes that his cheeks heat up and his body feels hot.
Smack
“Careful... of a giant blanket ghost playing spider pokes your butt in your pants.”
Thud
Âi'Sun grabs his friend's neck smack, and bends down to whisper in his other ear, in a way that makes Dear's face extremely hot. He struggles out of its heavy arm and turns snap to look at these two who are high-fiving each other again. He wants to ask if teasing me is very fun, but because he has asked countless times, the answer is still the same.
“Just wait, I will get pregnant from Porsche.” He points a finger at both of their faces, thinking that using his idol's name to threaten them would make them afraid. But no, they laugh loudly.
“How old are you, Wá? With a Phûa and a room.”
“I told you. Be careful, it might follow someone using candy to lure.”
Heeh! I am annoyed with you guys!
Dear can only grind his teeth, feeling himself being their stress-relief victim somehow. But then, his gaze turns to see someone walking in, until an idea pops into his head. His irritated eyes gleam, and he glances at the red-headed guy.
“Oh, Phîi Oat! You came to see Âi'Shin, huh, Khráp?”
Thud
The laughter immediately dissolves instantly, in a way that makes both Sun and Shin turn to look in the same direction, until they see the former Head wáak, who is making a stressed face, acting unsure whether to step in or not, until the person who does not know the story (which is not just him alone) runs to him, also raising his hands in a wai.
“Hey, Dear,” Oat speaks up to greet the cute-faced junior in front of him, even though he should want to see Dear, today he admits he is quite uncomfortable. The corner of his eye glances at the other junior who walks in slowly, not showing any sign of what happened between him and that guy.
It has been weeks since the incident happened. He has not seen Shin, as if he is intentionally avoiding showing its face to him. The matter of Âi'Max has quieted down already. Even though he should feel relieved, he feels indescribably irritated. Then today is the last exam day for the first-years.
If he does not see him today.... It means not seeing him for another month.
Pat
“Here to see Dear, Phîi? It is school break now.” But then, Âi'Shin just places his hand on his close friend's tousled head, and says in a smooth, even voice. There is a slight smile at the corner of his mouth as if knowing, directed at him.
His normal demeanor makes Oat want to grab him and ask, but he suppresses that crazy feeling and turns to ask the other junior.
“Did you do well, Dear?”
“Well enough, Khráp. I think the angels will not be so heartless as to kick me into the fish pond.”
“Do not sarcastically mock me,” Sun interjects immediately, making the person in the middle begin to feel the abnormality, since just a moment ago they were being cheerful. But as soon as Phîi Oat appears... Why does it feel strange, Wá?
“Well, do you have business with Dear? We are in a hurry, Wá. We have to go buy stuff to prepare for our trip together...”
“Hey, Âi'Sun.” Dear can only call his friend to restrain him, as today he seems to be clearly showing animosity towards the other party. He did not know that Sun is glancing at his other friend, whose face is so still that he himself is secretly scared.
“I have business with Shin.”
Thud
Not to mention the owner of the name who is stunned; even the other two friends freeze immediately. Dear is frozen and thinks, see, I guessed correctly. But Sun is frozen because he did not expect the other party to state it so bluntly, which makes his suspicion increase even more.
What is going on with these two?
“Sure it is not Dear?”
“Chonnon!”
“Phîi plans to call my real name every time you are displeased, is that it?” Shin, who has regained his composure, says smoothly, raising his hands to cross his arms, staring into the other's eyes as if searching for the truth in them. Oat merely lets out a heavy sigh, suppressing his irritation.
His demeanor, which seems different from the kind senior he usually is, makes Dear feel strange.
“Okay, Phîi has business with Âi'Shin. Then let us go, Dear. I am in a hurry. My romantic partner is flying back to Chiang Mai tomorrow already. I have to go plunder.” Normally, Dear would hit his head and say what are you plundering, Wá? But the strange atmosphere between the two people makes him only nod vigorously.
“Go, go. Ah, Âi'Shin, later about the meeting time, I will call and tell you. Okay?” Seeing the situation is not good, no matter how much he wants to meddle, I withdraw, Wá. Therefore, Dear turns to wai Phîi Oat once, in a way that the other party barely tears his eyes away from the red-headed youth to make eye contact, only nodding slightly in acknowledgement.
Once he has stepped away from the two people, Nǎai Dranphat turns snap to ask his pointed friend immediately.
“What is the matter between those two, Wá, you?” And even Âi'Shin's pointed friend can only say...
“I want to know too.”
***
“What business do you have with me? Or are you going to say you like me now?”
Once his two friends are far enough away not to hear, Shin smiles at the corner of his mouth, asking in a relaxed tone, making the other clench his jaw tightly, feeling indescribably irritated that he acts as if the past matter is a trivial thing.
“Why avoid me?”
“You are being egotistical, are you not, Phîi Oat? Me, avoid you... I should say that before, I intentionally put my face in your sight.” There is not even a pause, because Shin answers immediately, making the listener go silent because he just realized, before, when they met often, it was not a coincidence..... he did it intentionally.
“Then why are you not doing that now?”
“Got bored, perhaps. We are done, aren't we?”
Smack
“Stop talking as if everything is fun for once!” Oat grabs the other's collar, pulling him close.
And that makes the listener merely smile faintly, raise his hand to remove the hand gripping his collar, and pull it away.
“I am not having fun. But since I managed to get myself into Phîi's attention, the rest I just wait for when Phîi can cut your feelings for my friend. And if you cannot, then the investment I made is over... and this kind of time, it is up to Phîi, not me.” Shin says smoothly, staring steadily into the other's eyes, making Oat clench his fist tightly.
“Why do you always act as if love is some kind of game?”
“Because for me, love is not predestined by fate, it is not two people making eye contact and then liking each other. Experience taught me how it will end. That is why I want someone I am confident will, when they love, love truly. Since I am confident that Phîi is that type of person, I must invest, and do everything to get Phîi... that is all.”
There is not even concealment; he tells everything he thinks, making the listener silent.
“Like this, you do not love me.” An accusation that seems like Shin chooses to deliver casually, making the listener laugh.
“Phîi can think whatever you want... but according to the original agreement, when Phîi stops loving Âi'Dear, I will let Phîi take responsibility.” Shin says simply.
But instead of turning to leave, the red-headed youth is the one who grabs the senior's shirt, pulls him close, and presses his lips against them. The half-blood youth comes in and crushes against them as if venting his own irritation to the maximum. A kiss that Oat wants to push away angrily, but he instead is the one who grabs the other's neck.
A kiss where each party expresses and vents their deep-seated emotions, before Shin breaks away and uses the back of his hand to wipe his mouth.
“I will tell you one more thing...” he says while moving to whisper in his ear.
“...when I have free sex, I do not kiss.”
Having said that, Shin turns to go the other way, his hand gripping the car modification magazine a little tighter, but his expression has not changed at all, because now the heart that thought it was once hurt by the person who left is instead churning because of the heavy kiss a moment ago.
Since when did he feel.... perhaps the day he asked about Âi'Dear.
At the same time, Oat still stands still in the same place, filled with numerous feelings warring in his chest. He does not understand his own feelings, does not know if he has forgotten Dear yet, and does not know at all why, when kissing Shin, it could feel so turbulent.
As Shin said, he needs time to find out what his heart truly wants.
***
School break.... a sacred word for everyone. Both those students, university students, or working people.
School break... time to sleep, lie around, play games at home.
School break... time to do side jobs to get money.
School break... time for beloved traveling.
School break... heaven for traffic, with cars reduced by half. (Purely personal pent-up feelings.)
But school break for Nǎai Dranphat...
“Âi'Dear! After you finish washing the window screens, come scrub the front porch floor, Ná!”
Wowza! Where is that heaven the other person wrote about?
Dear almost wants to writhe and contort. From the start, he intended to come back and sleep a straight 12 hours, but the result is a demoness standing waiting in front of the room, pointing her finger and ordering him to pack his things and go home. Upon arriving, he is ordered to cook (as if celebrating that Jae Dream got her personal servant back). He slept less than seven hours (only one hour over half the time he set, Khun, Khun). A work schedule so long that even extra-long advertised toilet paper could not jot it all down is stuck on his room door.
Sweeping, mopping, dusting, washing curtains, washing bed sheets, cleaning window screens, gardening, vacuuming the sofa...
And many other blah blahs.
Am I the master of this house or the kitchen maid, Wá? Wow! In this matter, even my Phûa, who is said to be tough, could not match my sister alone!
Dear can only lament in his heart, while going to take down all the window screens in the house to wash. It is not that he is obedient, but Jae Dream is the one who holds the allowance money, saying if you do not work, then you do not get money. And if you do not get money... where will you get money to go have fun, Khráp?
“Jae Dream, let me ask seriously, what do you do at home, Wá?!”
“Work to earn money to send you to school.”
“Bpa-Bpàa and Mâa-Máa also send money, you know!”
“And that bank account of yours where the money increases every month, are you going to say you saved it yourself?”
I will not argue.
The puppy can only pout, cannot argue. Even though he has had his own personal account holding his own money since his parents went to work in England, the fixed deposit account that both parents have been putting money into every month since he was one year old is still in Jae Dream's control. And the person who keeps depositing, who else but this demoness?
He does not want to tell, but honestly, the allowance money he gets, Half of it Jae Dream deducts into the fixed deposit account, and uses her own money to top up for him each month the same amount. Not to mention the truth that the tuition fees.... Jae Dream pays for them, giving the reason to their parents that: You two keep it, Mâe. So that when Dream inherits, it will look like a lot.
What kind of bloody reason is that, as if competing with parents? But the sharp-tongued person probably just wants to support her Nông's studies.
Or is Jae actually building a debt of gratitude with me, Wá?
“Âi'Dear, after you finish washing the screens, come see Jae for a bit.”
“Yess, Khráp! I will follow every order, Khráp... just get past the first of the month first, you.” The last part he murmurs to himself, because honestly, he is not brave enough. Until he manages to finish all the window screens in the house, the person walks in, stretching lazily, to find the person who is sitting staring at the screen as every day.
“Do you want Dear to go deliver something, Jae?”
“No, Jae sent the kid out to deliver already.” Jae Dream tears her eyes away from the web page, then beckons her Nông to come to her.
“You are going on a trip tomorrow, right?”
“Mhmm.” Dear nods vigorously, also wiping sweat from his face, feeling somewhat relieved to walk into the cool air-conditioned room.
“Four days, right? Well, then we must hurry and try.”
“Try what, Wá, Jae?”
“Sit quietly and do not ask.” Okay, I can be quiet.
The thought of the person sitting on the impeccably clean sofa, watching the person who walked upstairs, but waits and waits for Jae Dream to not come down. The person who is tired, and also sleep-deprived, begins to doze off, eyes drowsy. He feels a cool sensation on his leg, thinks he has fallen asleep, when his sister slaps his shoulder firmly.
“There, done. Quite usable, is not it?”
“Ahhhh, what is usable, Wá, Jae Dream...” Dear opens his drowsy eyes a bit, before looking down and then widening his eyes when his Phîi is using her fingertip to lightly stroke his shin. And looking carefully...
“Hey! My leg hair!!”
Do not call me audacious, but the little leg hair he had is completely gone in a flash, leaving only white, smooth, flawless legs without blemish. Looking a bit past his feet, the evidence is still fully on the waxing paper, making him stare wide-eyed at his sister.
“Jae Dream, what did you do to Dear's legs, Wá? Why did you do this?!”
“Huh? But when you go to the sea, you have to shave your leg hair. What is wrong?”
“But Dear is a young man, Wôoi!”
“Well, Jae was looking for a test subject here.”
“Huh?!” Dear can only gape, looking at his sister who smiles smugly, extremely satisfied with his legs.
And the most miserable experiences flash through his head. Every time Jae Dream gets a new product, she experiments with me almost every time. This time, she definitely got a three-step hair removal cream.
“Come on, male or female, thick hair is not pleasing to the eye. Well, do you want to seduce Âi'Porsche?” But then, the latter sentence makes Dear blink rapidly. It is not that he is lecherous, but he heard that the last time he tried to seduce, it ended in a most miserable state. It makes Jae Dream turn to grab something, and as if his interested demeanor...
“Jae picked it from Porsche's wardrobe the last time he entered your room. Go put it on. Just a single boxer underneath is enough.” Even though he is confused to the point of being dumbfounded, he accepts the item from his sister's hand and unfolds it to look...
“This is Phîi Porsche's shirt, is not it?”
“Yes. A scrawny bag like you wearing it will probably be short enough for your thighs. Guaranteed, his composure will break.”
“Are you crazy or what, Wá? Dear will not wear it, Wôoi!” This time, Âi'Dear protests loudly, his two cheeks extremely red. Just imagining himself wearing a large shirt, short enough for his thighs, he does not see it as sexy. It is an eyesore, deathly repulsive. His sister must have read too many novels to have him dress like that!
“Whether you wear it or not is your business. Take it to the sea with you. Your leg hair is shaved already. What is the harm in trying once?!” As soon as he yells, Darinphan yells back, also pointing a finger outside the house.
“You come to argue with me, Have you finished scrubbing the front porch or not? Do you want it or not, the allowance money?!”
“I want it!” He says immediately, then turns to go continue working, but his gaze falls on the shirt in his hand, until he changes direction to go to the second floor of the house. He is not the one instigating it, just... taking off his T-shirt, and putting on Phîi Porsche's shirt.... that is all.
Flump
“Aaaakkkk! Unbelievable! Unbelievable, Wôoi!” Just looking at his reflection in the mirror, Dear flumps down, his two hands holding his head firmly, eyes wide with shock at what the hell he has done. Because the person reflected in the mirror... wearing it, it is perfectly short enough for his thighs, Wá.
Wait a minute. Then why do I have to take the shirt with me? I am going with friends. Phîi Porsche is not coming along at all.
A thought that has Dear beginning to feel something is amiss.
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