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Have you ever seen a wilted dog? What I am talking about is not an elderly dog with cloudy eyes, unable to walk, and panting heavily while staying in place. But what we mean is…
“Does he hate the start of the semester that much?” Âi'Shin-jang, his close, kinda-handsome friend, pointed at the somewhat-handsome face and asked Nǎai Athit, who was resting his chin on his hand, watching their small friend sighing heavily on the other side.
“No, as far as I remember, Âi'Dear likes the start of the semester because it means he will not be worked as hard by Jae Dream as during the holiday.” Sun answered while scooping rice into his mouth.
At this time, the three close friends were sitting in the cafeteria. Since there was no morning class, and it was the start of a new semester, they arranged to go out to eat something before the afternoon class. Instead of Nǎai Dranphat, the small one of the friends who usually found this and that to brag about what he did during the holiday (or complain about how much of a demon his Phîi was), he just kept sighing, using a straw to stir the ice in his glass.
“So why is he like that?” Shin pointed his chopsticks towards the “that,” making Sun shrug.
“Fighting with his Phûa, maybe.”
Gulp.
“I- am- not- fighting- with- Phîi- Porsche- Damn it!!!”
Then the person who had been sighing continuously grabbed his friend’s arm and lifted his head to speak with a cold voice. His large, round eyes, usually so bright they made many people fall for him, looked clouded and ready to kick his friend at any moment.
“Ah, okay, okay, not fighting. But your hand is pinching me.” Sun immediately used his other hand to point this out, making Dear let go before flopping his face onto the table.
“So what is wrong with you?” Shin asked with a laugh in his voice. The puppy placed his chin on the table, looked up at his friend, and made a pout.
“Phîi Porsche abandoned me.”
“Hey!!! Abandoned you!” Sun’s eyes widened so much he almost lunged to the other side, making Dear frown, wondering what his deal was. A moment later, he raised his hand to wave it.
“We did not break up! You do not need to make a face like you are going to race like that… But right now, I have been staying in the room alone for several days.” Dear said, sighing heavily again. He had moved back to the condo two days ago because he moved his things from home and found that the empty condo without the room’s owner… was extremely spacious.
“Right now, Phîi Porsche is in Germany. He went for work. He will not be back until the beginning of next week. And today… is just Monday.” After finishing, Dear flopped his face down again, making the two friends look at each other, and then each of them…
“Nonsense. I bothered to listen.” Shin shook his head before going back to dealing with his noodles with the demeanor of a nobleman, which made Sun nod in agreement.
“I thought Phîi Porsche secretly took a girl on a trip. Oh, just a few days. I can be apart from my Miia for a week or so too.” The engineering faculty student said boastfully, making the person currently staying alone in his room sigh heavily.
Ever since moving in together, he had never been apart from Phîi Porsche for more than three or four days.
This, this is only the third day and he is already terribly lonely.
“And someone like Âi'Shin has not seen his romantic partner for a whole month. He does not show any symptoms at all.” Sun shifted the topic back to the half-Thai young man who raised an eyebrow a little, in a way that made Dear also look up at his face, in a way that made Shin think he knew who the friends were teasing, and letting them misunderstand like this was also good.
“Hmm. I am the type who does not cling to my romantic partner.”
“See? Do not act like a dog that is too attached to its owner. Come on, you can eat now. I am hot. I want to go sit in an air-conditioned room.” Having said that, Sun pushed his rice plate over, making the listener reluctantly lift his head and then scoop rice into his mouth with a listless manner. He knows, of course, that being apart for just a few days is not a big deal at all.
But he feels lonely! What can he do about it!
Monday passed... The ownerless dog was gloomy.
Tuesday passed..... The ownerless dog was even more gloomy.
Wednesday passed..... The ownerless dog started to not feel like eating.
Thursday passed... The ownerless dog developed symptoms of insomnia and restlessness.
By Friday, the ownerless dog had transformed into a walking zombie, to the extent that friends who did not know what was wrong came to ask with concern. But the ownerless dog could only say... I am lonely.
“He is really bad.”
“Yes, I think so too. I used to wonder what Âi'Dear had in common with a dog, but now it is clear. It is like when my relative left their dog with us because they went traveling. Both gloomy, both not eating well, both startling every time the phone rings... This Âi'Dear is clearly Phîi Porsche’s dog.”
At this time, the two friends could only critique him amusingly, watching the person who seemed like his soul had left his body. No matter who asked anything, he just nodded blankly. Looking at him, he is quite cute, but one fears he might be dragged home midway.
“When is Phîi Porsche coming back?”
“I heard he postponed his return schedule. Maybe around Tuesday. That is why your friend is in that condition.”
Sun nodded towards their short friend, making Shin laugh.
“You say that as if you are not his friend.”
Squeak.
“I will go buy water first. I will be back.” But then, the person who was being gossiped about stood up with the demeanor of someone exhausted, making Sun quickly stand up to follow.
“Should I go with you?”
“No need. I can go by myself.” The listless person answered faintly and walked away swaying in another direction, making the two friends look at each other and laugh heartily.
Âi'Dear’s most important weakness... the man named Purin Akramethakorn.
Those shit-lizard guys can still laugh. Is it wrong? I miss someone! I'm lonely, extremely!
Dear told himself, while walking with his head down, looking at his own phone. He knows that Phîi Porsche has not called at this time, but he secretly hopes deeply. He also knows that he has a childlike personality like in the past; when he becomes attached to someone, he becomes very attached. After growing up and being in a relationship with Phîi Porsche, he then became attached to Phîi Porsche instead. When Phîi Porsche is not here...
The room becomes scarily larger.
The bed that he once thought was comfortable to sleep in alone becomes dauntingly bigger.
The food that he used to cook for the two of them, when cooking for himself alone, he never finishes.
Instead of the deep voice that always reminds him that it is very late, there is only empty silence.
“Dear really is too attached to Phîi.”
At home, there is still Jae Dream, but when he comes to stay at the condo, he feels lonely, very lonely. Even video calls are not the same as being in person. He used to whine that he could sleep alone, but when it actually happens, he thinks it is so cold.
“Come back quickly, Phîi Porsche. Not being able to sleep like this is so annoying.” The little one said to the phone. His absent-minded demeanor made a certain person who was passing by stop to look, and also hesitate considerably about coming to greet him, because he had been avoiding meeting this group of youths since the semester started.
He did not raise Dear, but he raised Dear’s friends.
“What is wrong, Dear? I saw you talking to the phone.” In the end, Oat stepped forward to greet him, making the junior look up and raise his hands in a wai.
“Nothing. It is nothing.”
“And where are you going... Where did your friends go?” The senior paused for a moment before speaking to ask again. His sharp eyes looked over his shoulder, as if both hoping to see, and not wanting to see, another person... the one who had been confusing him for the past month.
At this time, he still has no answer for the other person.
He does not know if he likes him or not. He only knows that he cannot push thoughts of Shin out of his mind.
“Uh, Dear is going to... where am I going?” But then, the junior’s answer pulled Oat back to his senses. He looked at the person scratching his head confusedly, Having already forgotten why he walked here, and also looked up to give a dry smile, showing a face not as bright as usual, making the onlooker ask with concern.
“Are you sick?”
“I am fine. No, I'm not well... I'm very unwell. Sigh.” The person who could not quite compose himself to talk properly answered with a listless manner, making the onlooker grow concerned.
His face sharpened. “Are you okay? Do you need medicine? I will go ask your friends.” The question made the person shake his head.
I am not physically sick, Phîi. I am lovesick. My romantic partner is not here.
The thought was let-me-die, but Dear would not say it out loud. Besides trying to deflect the topic away from himself, he remembered something.
“Is Phîi Oat free today?”
Thud.
If this were several months ago, the listener would probably be very happy when the other person spoke as if inviting him somewhere. But the silence seemed to not make the puppy named Dear realize, so he continued.
“Phîi once said you would take me to a delicious restaurant. Are you free tonight, Phîi? Come keep me company. Tonight, Âi'Sun is definitely going to guard his romantic partner. As for Âi'Shin-jang, he will probably be missing in action as usual. I am too lazy to go back to the room… It is bloody fucking so lonely.” At the end of the sentence, Dear mumbled to himself.
Friday evening is a time when friends often disappear. If Sun is not going to find Phîi Ryu, he goes to that bar. As for Âi'Shin, he always seems to have errands.
“Oh, or do you have business with Âi'Shin-jang?”
Yes, yes, those two are romantic partners. They might go together.
The thought made Dear wilt even more, while the onlooker could only stay silent. It was not heartache that the other person was pushing him onto another junior, but Oat was finding that talking to Dear did not hurt him as much as several months ago. On the contrary, he wondered more where Shin was going today, what he was doing, and… with whom.
“No.”
“Oh, then Phîi will go eat with me. Please, please, most handsome Head wáak, please, please.” Then the person who had not thought it through quickly broke into a smile. He just wanted to find a friend to go out to eat with. The pleasant smile that had once won the heart of the senior in front of him seemed to make Oat pause for a moment before raising a slight smile.
"Fine..."
“It seems Phîi has forgotten the appointment you made with me.”
Thud.
"Chonnon."
But then, a voice sounded, interrupting, before the red-haired young man stepped towards the two of them. His sharp eyes looked at his notorious best friend, and then turned to look at the former Head wáak. After a moment, he just smiled. The look in his eyes clearly showed pity for the senior, making Oat frown sharply.
“Oh, did not Phîi Oat say you did not have an appointment with him?” Dear asked without reading the atmosphere at all, making Shin, who had followed behind, afraid the puppy would get lost, want to sigh heavily.
Actually, Shin had been following Âi'Dear. But he had been observing the situation since Phîi Oat walked over.... the person he had not seen at all throughout the week since the semester started, as if the other party was intentionally avoiding him. Which Shin did not think to point out; he was not that kind of person anyway. But just seeing that Âi'Dear was about to give an opportunity without realizing it, he thus interrupted first.
Yes, he likes Phîi Oat, who is steadfast in love. But he also dislikes people who interfere when Âi'Dear is having problems.
Âi'Dear is not careful, he knows. He is not angry. But it is the person who knows perfectly well what is what that he hates.
“Oh, Phîi Oat must have forgotten that he owes me an answer that he has to give.”
Thud.
Shin looked at the person who could only stay silent, and who still did not turn to make eye contact with him, while the short friend beside him asked confusedly.
“What answer?”
“About tonight... whether I will be on top or Phîi Oat will be on top.”
“Ah... then, suit yourself. I better go back to find Âi'Sun.” Dear said. Of course, when it came to bed matters, the innocent friend always got embarrassed, because the listless puppy’s cheeks turned crimson. He scratched his head confusedly, thinking I should not have asked, and then walked away swaying back the way he came, his mind thinking that he did not want to get involved in other people's Phûa-Miia business, even though he was also secretly curious... which of this couple is on top and which is on bottom?
Âi'Dear walked away swaying and disappeared, while Shin still maintained eye contact with the senior in front of him, not looking away. Then he was the one to break the silence.
“Interfering while his owner is away, how very like a mistress, Phîi.”
Smack.
“I am not interfering between anyone!” Oat turned sharply, grabbing the junior’s shoulder immediately, speaking in a low voice as if warning. But that did not make Shin afraid. He just raised a corner of his mouth into a smile and said according to the script.
"I saw..."
“It is not what you think. I just saw Dear looking unwell, and he just invited me to eat. It is just eating...”
“Then why is Phîi getting worked up?” Oat fell silent immediately, looking at the person who was still smiling at him, even though it was a cold smile that cut deep into his feelings. For him, he was not worked up. He was just speaking to make the other understand that he was not thinking that way. At the very least, he did not think of Dear in that way anymore.
But for Âi'Chonnon, the person in front of him was getting worked up.
“I am not. I do not think anything of Dear anymore.”
“Does Phîi think I will believe that?” Shin asked with a laugh in his voice. Okay, he had hoped that the song he sent, the feelings confessed before the holiday, would make the other think something. But the attitude displayed towards Âi'Dear just now made him think Phîi Oat still could not let go.
Just seeing him act all tired like that, he readily agreed to go with him.
Smack.
“I- do- not- think- anything- of- Dear... I do not think of him anymore.” But then, Oat squeezed the other’s shoulder tightly, his sharp eyes staring as if confirming his own thoughts. Even though he could not find what he felt towards Shin, the entire holiday where he did not think of the other junior told him... he had let go of Dear.
At the very least, he thought he had let go. There were only ambiguous feelings towards the person in front of him.
The stubborn eyes that clearly stated this satisfied Shin deeply, before he reached out to remove the hand gripping his shoulder and pulled it away, then spoke with a smile.
“Then prove it, Phîi.”
“Prove it?”
“Tonight I will stop by to see you at your room. I hope I will get an answer that satisfies me.” Shin let go of the hand he was holding, then walked away with his hands in his pockets back the way he came, leaving the person who had been avoiding him all week just standing still. And he was not so stupid as to not know how the other wanted him to prove it.
He had to find the answer for himself first.... tonight.
***
After forcing Âi'Sun to take Âi'Dear to find dinner to eat, Shin went for a drive to kill time. When he saw it was nearly six o'clock, he came and parked under the dorm he had been to before, then walked up to the room without hurry, even though in his heart the red-haired young man's heart was beating rapidly, making him quite irritated.
Shin is a person who likes to confront the truth, but at this time he had to admit he was deeply apprehensive.
“Hah, you are not so pitiful after all,” he told himself, before knocking on the door loudly.
Click.
“Come in.” The room’s owner was already waiting, and that made the visitor step in with a relaxed manner.
“About Dear...” The listener rolled his eyes, not thinking the other would get to the point immediately. But he just sighed and turned back to make eye contact.
Two pairs of eyes met and held still, before Oat spoke with a heavy voice.
“I have let go of Dear... I know well that he has an owner, and I do not think of interfering. I realized even before anything happened with you that he and I have no chance. For me now, Dear is a junior... just a junior that I think I need to look after more than others... that is all.”
Smooch.
“!!!” Oat could only freeze when suddenly the person in front of him grabbed his neck, pulled him close, and pressed a quick kiss onto him. A kiss he had once pushed away. However, this time, the former Head wáak was the one to pull the other closer and grind his lips against his firmly.
“Heh. This is all I want.” Shin pulled away and gave a sly smile, before being the one to press another kiss onto the well-shaped lips.
This method of proof from Âi'Shin-jang.
Enough. Even though he never thought about free sex or anything like that, just the lips of the youth kissing, the tip of his tongue probing deep inside, made Oat have to respond violently. The half-Thai pressed down, it awakened something in him until he did not want to think about heavy matters.
The passionate kiss continued, until the sound of kissing echoed throughout the large room, as neither party cared about the clear fluid flowing and smearing the corners of their mouths. The hands of both wandered to caress the other's body, letting instinct take the lead.
Whoosh.
Shin pulled away just a bit to quickly take off his own shirt, at the same time as Oat used that moment to pull his shirt off over his head. Then the half-Thai young man pushed the senior's body until his back was against the wall. Their lips still yearning for each other's kisses until low growls sounded in both their throats.
“And have you got the answer yet whether Phîi will be on top or bottom?” Shin panted heavily as he asked, his sharp eyes sparkling, in a way that made Oat answer with a heavy voice.
“I do not think of being under anyone.”
“Heh.” The listener laughed in his throat, before being the one to lead the way into the bedroom and taking off his own clothes carelessly. Then he pulled something out of his pants pocket and threw it onto the middle of the bed... lubricant.
“This time, do not be lousy.” The taunt made Oat look at him with fierce eyes. Even though he knew well what he was doing, but as they say... he had found the answer for himself.
The former Head wáak’s clothes were completely removed by the time Shin moved to kneel in front of him, before taking hold of the large, stiffened member that had hardened just from the kiss earlier. But he did not say anything, besides sending the tip of his tongue to lick the tip, and rubbing it vigorously until Oat growled lowly, looking at the well-shaped head covered with vivid red hair that was continuously arousing him.
“Has anyone told you... that you are good... hmm... very good.”
“We can still switch... Gluck... Phîi...” Shin made a sound before opening his mouth and taking the large part in without disgust. The tip of his tongue licked from the base to the tip, and then he sucked strongly with his lips, like someone who knew well how to make the other feel good.
These lips, these actions, made Oat throw his head back, clenching his jaw tightly against the pleasurable happiness he received from...
The happiness he had dreamed of seeing all month.
“Enough... enough, Shin...” The words made Shin willingly pull away, still using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. He looked up with a challenging gaze.
Smooch
"Hmm!"
Crash!!!
Neither party cared when Oat grabbed the junior's arm and pulled him up. His lips crushed against his violently, before pushing the other to fall onto the bed, with himself following to press down until their bodies rubbed together. A large hand stroked along the broad chest, squeezing and kneading the soft nipples hard, making Shin pull the other's head to deliver a more violent kiss.
“Hmm...” The half-Thai young man groaned softly when hot lips traveled along his neck, before pressing kisses on the light-colored nipples, biting and sucking alternately with gently massaging fingertips, making the owner throw his head back.
“Good.” A low, moaning sound when Oat was traveling along the stomach. His lips sprinkled heavy kisses before being the one to use his tongue on the central part of the torso that was fully expanded.
Lips that slid along the length, and also used the tip of the tongue to rub the end vigorously, made Shin grip the other's hair tightly and push to take the hot, piercing part of him deeper. He felt tingling all over, until he let out low moans of satisfaction.
Better than I thought.
Whoosh.
Two legs were spread wide apart, revealing the tight, pink passage. Oat also grabbed the bottle of lubricant and held it, his fingertips gently stroking that part, making the sweaty person laugh hoarsely.
“This place really has never been touched by anyone, Has it?”
“Do you think... I would let anyone press... me down? No way.”
“Then why do you let me?”
Shin looked up to make eye contact, then raised a pleasant smile. “Because I am serious about you, that is why. Who cares about top or bottom...”
Whoosh.
“Ugh! Shit!” Shin could not help but swear when a long fingertip, soaked with cold liquid, pressed and inserted inside, making him tilt his head back, feeling a piercing pain shooting throughout his body. The pained expression made Oat speak up to ask.
“Can you take it?”
“Do it... go ahead... hmm... Phîi...” Shin gritted his teeth tightly as the long fingertip probed inside him. In this life, he has only done this to others; it is the first time he has been treated like this. Moreover, he could not help but moan when Phîi Oat added another finger, and thrust in and out with a stronger rhythm.
The pair of sharp eyes looked down at his own lower part, then smiled, even though his face was flushed crimson with arousal.
“Will Phîi use your finger..... ah.... for much longer...?” The challenge did not make Oat angry, but rather stimulated his desire to blaze even more, until his fingertip pressed and thrust in hard, looking at the junior who was writhing slightly and panting on the bed, before pulling his finger out.
“Shin...” Oat called out hoarsely, making the person underneath turn to make eye contact.
Whoosh.
“More, Hmmmmmmmmm!!!” The half-Thai young man could not help but let out a sound when the large part pressed and inserted inside. Both hands dropped onto the other's shoulders, his body tensing to receive the hot rod that was pressed in until it was fully sheathed, amidst the panting breaths of both, before their lips pressed together again when Oat began to move.
The forceful movements inside his body made Shin jerk all over. If the previous time was utterly lousy, this time was so good that his body responded excellently.
“Ah... Shin... inside you is hot... very hot...”
“More, hmm, Harder, Phîi, hmm.”
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
The sound of the hot rod thrusting frequently into his body grew more violent as Oat repeatedly pressed kisses. One hand braced against the bed, the other pushed his leg to lift higher, before thrusting into him recklessly, only knowing that the piercing heat inside almost drove him crazy.
At the same time, Shin panted heavily, looking at the sharp, Handsome face covered in sweat but with wild eyes, also containing lust for him, more or less.
The ultimate feeling that he did not think he would receive when being the receptive party like this made the owner thrust his hips up violently, until the bed made soft sounds from the violence of the person on top.
Smack.
“Good, Phîi, like this is good, hmm, ah....” Shin held the other's cheek, then spoke in a low voice while his body was responding to the actions happening, and was the one to pull the Head wáak down to press a passionate kiss.
“Like this... ah... still lousy...?” Oat asked, while thrusting in until fully sheathed and then pulling out, until the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the bedroom.
The question made Shin laugh hoarsely and then hug the other's neck tightly, as desire was about to overflow.
“It is better... Ah, then I thought, Phîi. Harder. More. Hmmmmmm.”
Squelch.
Shin said that, before throwing his head back fully when desire spurted out, smearing and dirtying both their stomachs, in a way that Phîi Oat also thrust in, panting heavily, before pulling out quickly at the last second and releasing with his own hand.
Thump.
Oat dropped his body down to cover the other's form when the sound of panting echoed throughout the room, as the half-Thai young man stroked the hair of the person lying on top of him lightly, while telling himself.
On the contrary, it is not just better than thought. It is the best sex of his life.
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