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Inside the bedroom, Shin sits with his back against the headboard, while the person beside him lies on his back looking up at him. His eyes are filled with curiosity, until the half-blood young man, who is inspecting himself and making a face at the red kiss marks on his chest, speaks up.
“Do you have something to ask me?”
“Why did you agree to sleep with me?”
Or because of the words he said before... at the very least, if he could forget Dear.
“Because I want responsibility, Khráp,” This time, Shin turns to give him a smile. A smile that looks more suspicious than a normally handsome one, until Oat moves to sit against the headboard too. His sharp eyes stare silently at the other party, until the red-haired young man continues.
“Phîi grabbed me to be his Miia again. Phîi should ask me something.”
“Responsibility,” Oat mumbles softly, remembering the previous time he said he would take responsibility, and the other party refused. And that makes the listener snap his fingers.
“Okay, since Phîi will take responsibility, then we are romantic partners.”
“Hey!!!” Oat’s eyes widen dramatically. Before he can say anything, Shin laughs softly and turns to make eye contact.
“Oh, or do you really want to have me for free? I am not serious, Khráp. I just have never been bottom for any man. But I let Phîi pound me hard... like this.” Finishing his words, Shin points a finger at the bed, whose wrinkled state indicates the past intensity, not to mention the clothes scattered around the bed. Until Oat massages his temples softly, beginning to understand something.
But to say... “That you came to find me today, wasn't it to get an answer on whether I have stopped liking Dear?”
“Phîi guessed correctly, Khráp. If Phîi doesn't take me, I will take Phîi anyway. Since Phîi said you have given up on Âi'Dear, I will have Phîi as my romantic partner.... Where is the mistake?” The speaker states it simply and directly, revealing his plan immediately, leaving Oat stunned. He knew tonight wouldn't end with just talking, but he did not expect the other party to aim for the consequences after sleeping together.
“So that means I have to take responsibility for you,” Oat says, summarizing. And that makes the listener laugh before changing his expression from sly to more serious.
“It is up to Phîi.” Shin sits cross-legged, turning towards the senior, not caring if the blanket is covering his body or not.
“Even if I say that, everything is up to Phîi, Phîi Oat. I have never forced anyone to be with me. I just want to ask Phîi if Phîi will be my romantic partner. Which Phîi can refuse. I will not say anything... But Phîi also cannot forbid me from pursuing you.” The words say that even if Oat is not interested today, he does not plan to give up, making the listener smile stubbornly.
At this moment, the Head wáak looks at the junior in front of him, also considering something in his own heart, before speaking in reply.
“Let us be romantic partners, Shin.”
Thud
Even though he already knew the answer, that this highly responsible person would decide this way, Shin still flinches noticeably. The lump in his chest beats faster. He admits that the heart which started from interest in the man in front of him has fallen deeper, until now he... is happy.
“I am pleased, Khráp.” Just accepting is not enough. Shin also bows his head in a wai, in a way that the person looking can only scratch his head awkwardly, not knowing how he should react.
“But is Phîi sure you have given up on Âi'Dear?” He cannot help but ask for confirmation one more time, making Oat sigh heavily.
“I think I have given up...”
“But you are not sure.”
“Hmm,” The senior admits directly. Even though he feels good about sleeping with the junior in front of him, it is not that he is one hundred percent confident of his feelings. The answer does not anger the listener, besides laughing.
“Fine. I kind of guessed. I know anyway that Phîi probably wouldn't come to like someone like me.”
Of course, Shin himself never thought he would come to like the other party. But as time passed, from the pity he felt for this senior, it continuously developed until it became a level of liking where he was willing to bottom like this. He does not know how.
No, his heart, which has experienced disappointment, is grasping for someone with stable love. He just thinks that if he is the person Phîi Oat loves.... it would really be very good.
Clamp
“It is not that I do not like someone like you, Shin.” But then, Oat grabs his arm first. His pair of dark, intense eyes look straight at him.
“You are a charming person. Anyone could easily fall in love with you. Otherwise, why would so many people try to stand out to be in your sight?” Even though Oat used to be dissatisfied with the junior in front of him, this is a truth he cannot deny. The half-blood young man in front of him is an attraction for both women and men.
“But one of them is not Phîi,” Shin says understandingly, making the listener grip his arm tighter.
“I will let you know, Shin. If I say I will be with you, whether I love you right now or not, you can be sure that... you will be the person I love.” Oat points a finger down on the left side of the other's chest, his deep voice filled with seriousness, until the listener can only stare silently.
“So that means I have to wait.”
“Is that okay?” This time, Phîi Oat asks with a softer voice. Because he still cannot utter the word love for Shin, knowing only that his body desires the junior in front of him so much he dreams of him for months. And that makes Shin laugh, removes the other's hand from his wrist, and pushes the senior to lie down again.
The handsome face framed by red hair lifts a dangerous smile, but... it is attractive.
“Good thing I am a person with high patience.” Finishing his words, Shin leans in to kiss the other heavily, a kiss that Oat responds to with equal intensity, before the half-blood young man pulls away a little, his hand pressing on the pillow, and states the condition he must say first.
“But I ask for one thing.”
“What?” Oat asks while reaching out to hold the other's shoulder and rubbing it with his fingertips, forgetting himself.
“I absolutely despise infidelity. Phîi is with me, no matter how shit-lizard Phîi is, I do not mind. I ask only one thing: no infidelity. If you want to break up, tell me. I am okay. I will not seek revenge on Phîi later either. But if Phîi is unfaithful to me, I will fight to the death.” Having said that, the person who kissed earlier grins, also using his thumb to make a slashing motion across his throat for him to see, making the person lying under the body ask in return.
“And you...”
“If I am with someone, I will not be unfaithful to that person.” The answer makes Oat laugh, and he is the one who grabs the other's head and pushes it down.
“Then you can be confident that I will not be unfaithful to you.” The listener feels satisfied, before willingly bending down to press a kiss on the other again, and it seems much more intense than the first time. His two hands grip Phîi Oat's shoulders tightly, then drag his hands lower, in a way that makes the recipient frown sharply.
Whoosh
“I am not staying bottom.”
“Hee hee, taking turns isn't good, Phîi?”
“I-am-not-staying-bottom.” Oat says with a strong voice, looking at the junior straddling him above, starting to distrust where this manner will lead. And that makes Shin laugh, lean down close to his ear, flick his tongue out to lick lightly, then say in a whisper.
“Consider this time a reward for agreeing to be with me... but I do not plan to be bottom permanently, you know.”
Of course, these words make the senior feel a chill down his spine. Looking at the person who is licking his lips with an attractive manner, he starts to distrust whether being with this junior will allow his backdoor to survive safely forever. But since today he is not going to get hit anyway, Oat pulls the other in.
Before starting to play the intense kind of music again, the room almost burning up.
***
“If your romantic partner is far away like this, I have a recommended method. Guaranteed to work.”
“I don't trust your face.”
At the same time, Dear is sitting eating dinner with another couple. The one who thought having friends to eat with would relieve some loneliness is completely wrong. When Âi'Sun serves his Miia to the fullest—ordering food, he doesn't have to get up; Âi'Sun turns to order everything; drinking water, he doesn't have to go anywhere; Âi'Sun acts as the server for him. Seeing it... I feel even lonelier than before.
Can you go be sweet somewhere else, Wá!
“Whoa, you don't trust my face? Ask Ryu. For long-distance love, it's me and Phîi Ryu... Ouch!!!” Suddenly, Sun exclaims loudly, also turning sharply to look at the person beside him who is cracking his knuckles loudly crack.
“Will you shut up?”
“Aakkk, don't pinch my foot, Phîi Ryu, it hurts, it hurts, ahhh!” Dear even makes a horrified face, not daring to look under the table, when Âi'Sun groans through his teeth, clenches his fist and makes a motion of punching the air above the table. But as soon as Phîi Ryu lifts his leg, that's it.
Thump
“It hurts so much, Khráp.”
Whack!
No need to guess what sound that is, because as soon as Âi'Sun drops his head to rest on the shoulder of the person beside him, a heavy palm slaps him full force on the head. It makes Dear make a disgusted face, then quickly change to a dry smile when Phîi Rahad turns to make eye contact.
“So, the reason you're moping is because Phîi Porsche isn't here, right?” Ryu suppresses the hot feeling on his cheeks because the guy beside him is placing a hand on his leg and secretly stroking, making him want to kick him again. Sitting at the table with others, he tries to stay still, even though his frown is sharp.
“Yeah, Khráp. It's lonely, Wá, Phîi,” Saying that, Dear lowers his head to use the straw to stir the ice water. At that moment, Ryu turns to glare at the person beside him.
“Sun..... take your hand out,” The beauty whispers in a low voice, but there is no way the listener would comply, because he is stroking up to the inner thigh now, and he is so damn excited. Having a friend sitting with them, but secretly doing something like this, until he strokes near the target, making his own romantic partner gasp in shock.
Clamp
“Âi'Sun, let's go back to the room first!” Ryu quickly grabs his hand, whispering almost soundlessly, in a way that the lonely person doesn't notice, because he starts speaking in a dry voice.
“Hmm, Has Phîi Ryu ever felt like this? The room is so spacious, right? Especially knowing he is far away like this, that you can't go find him.”
“I have,” Dear looks up immediately, and then sees a strange picture of Phîi Rahad who is gripping Âi'Sun's hand and placing it on the table. He thought the other dared to hold hands in public, but looking at Âi'Sun's face which says it hurts, it probably isn't that. Meanwhile, the person who is the senior speaks up.
“I felt it when I first went back to Chiang Mai.”
Thud
This time, the person who is stunned isn't Dear, but Nǎai Athit, who even looks over with glinting eyes, making the storyteller look away and say softly.
“I know. No matter how much of a shit-lizard your romantic partner is, if you can see his face a little, hear his voice a bit, it's still good.” Sun smiles widely immediately. Even if he gets scolded, if being scolded means hearing how much Ryu misses him, he really accepts it.
So... “Aha, then why didn't you tell me directly? I would have flown to see you since the start of the break.”
“Tell you so you can get a big head? No way!”
“Even if you don't tell me, I already have your heart, Phîi Ryu... I have Phîi Ryu's heart, Khráp. Hee, don't say it's wrong because I speak only the truth.” The listener clenches his fist tightly, wanting to let a punch fly into his face sometime. Once he knows that I love him, he becomes extremely smug. Even when picking him up at the airport, he smiled so wide his mouth almost reached his ears, not caring about the crowd, probably would have grabbed him and kissed him in the middle of the airport.
“Grod... Let's say I understand you. Even though my romantic partner doesn't have a single good point that can compare to Phîi Porsche of yours.”
“Oh, oh, why say that? Last night you still praised that my moves were sharp.”
I think the reason Phîi Ryu gets angry is because you keep playing around like this.
Dear can only think in his heart, and can only be stunned when he sees the beautiful Phîi Rahad with deep red cheeks, turning his face away in another direction. It concludes that what his friend said... It seems Ryu really did praise him last night.
“Woah, never mind. So, when you're lonely, what do you do?”
“I don't know, Wá, Phîi Ryu. Phîi Porsche calls me every night. I see his face too. But it's not the same, Wá. When sleeping, I feel the bed is strangely spacious.”
“Such a rhino. Pretending you can't sleep alone.” Sun sticks his face in to say jokingly, making Dear bare his fangs at him.
“Can I ask, when sleeping... does Phîi Porsche hold you all the time, right?” The person who has to answer starts to blush, but since someone is sharing his troubles and also understands the feeling, the junior can only press down his inky face, but he cannot help but speak softly.
“Âi'Sun also must hug Phîi, that's it.”
“Hee, your friend, you know. Once asleep, he sleeps like dead. Âi, before sleeping, it is good though. But once asleep, even if I sleep nearby, he still says it is hot. Shakes off the blanket, shakes me off. Waking him is difficult. Every time I wake him, his dog-mouth becomes ten times worse. So I kick to wake the bloody fucking every time.”
Oh, so on days when Âi'Sun walks limping to class, this means he went to sleep in Phîi Ryu's room, right?
“Hehe, sorry, Khráp.” Sun can only dry smile. Âi, the habit of not waking up has been since who knows when. If you do not believe, ask Âi'Dear. But thinking again, do not ask, later trouble will come to me again.
“Yes, true, Phîi. Âi'Sun is bloody fucking, is hard to wake.”
Snap
“Ugh.” Here we go.
Phîi Ryu turns to give a fierce smile once, this makes Deuan-kawa secretly shiver a little, before turning to talk to Nông Rahad further.
“You hug a pillow instead, Sì, in case it helps.”
“A pillow and a person... how can they be compared, Ná, my Miia.” Of course, not annoying Phîi Ryu for one day, he would really die, because Sun mumbles in a way for his tablemate to hear. But now Ryu does not care, besides looking at Nông Rahad who dry smiles.
“At the condo, there is no pillow, Phîi.”
It feels familiar, oh. In the past, there was someone to sleep and hug. Yes, when he returns home, he also sleeps, right? Or “Go buy one, Sì.” The suggestion that Dear starts to think seriously. Or the reason he cannot sleep is because it is not because at home there is a pillow to hug, so it can substitute.
“Interesting, Há.” The agreeing with each other in a way that Shin frowns a little. He says it is not a way to solve the problem, Ná. And that makes Deuan-kawa make a more serious face than before.
“I think my method is better, Ná, Âi'Dear.”
“Well, I told you that I do not believe you.”
“It is much more effective than that pillow.” After his friend insists multiple times, the person named starts to get interested, turning to make eye contact, making Sun drag his chair to sit next to him, until Dear becomes suspicious.
“And you come sit next to me for?”
“Things like this can't be said loudly, Wôoi. I am shy... don't look at me like 'as if someone like you still gets shy' at all. Will you listen or not?!"
“I'll listen!” Of course, the junior agrees immediately. Since Âi'Sun seems more experienced, and he was separated from Phîi Ryu for so long. And that makes Sun lean in to whisper by his ear.
“Phone sex, Khráp, my friend.”
“!!!” Dear’s eyes widen dramatically, while Ryu, who is eavesdropping, almost chokes on his food, his cheeks starting to turn deep red, glaring at the badly-behaved romantic partner who is giving his friend bad advice. But before he can scold him properly, Dear asks first.
“You mean... talk on the phone, and then do that sort of thing, Wá?"
“Yeah, that's it, that's it. Imagine, whatever, that he is beside you.”
“Hey, does it really work, Wá? I think just hearing a voice shouldn't be arousing, Wôoi.” Dear shakes his head in disagreement.
However much he knows about phone sex, he has never seriously thought it would work. To touch yourself, stroke yourself, and think the person on the other end is the one touching? Just hearing heavy breathing, can you really get turned on?
Watching AV would probably be more arousing.
“Believe me. It's so damn exciting, man. When you hear him panting and gasping, ooh, just talking about it makes me want to, man.” Sun says with relish, making the listener frown sharply, starting to feel that his tablemates have become strangely quiet, so he can only turn to look at Phîi Rahad, and then finds that Phîi Ryu is almost hiding under the table to escape, until he opens his mouth a little.
“Phîi Ryu, don't tell me that you and him...”
“Hee hee, at this level.” It is not Ryu who answers, but Sun who answers for him, also winking at him, as if to say this is child's play.
“I-It... it forced me.” Ryu, seeing the situation is bad, quickly protests, also pointing at the face of his evil romantic partner who revealed matters from the bed, which makes the accused immediately shake his head.
“And who moaned like a cat for me to hear, Khráp? Hmm... Phîi did everything I said, right?” The question comes with sharp eyes that look down over his entire body, until Ryu clenches his jaw tightly. He has never been this embarrassed before, especially in front of the junior student who is turning left and right like this.
After that, Sun turns back to continue talking with his friend.
“Believe me. With this method, you will stop missing Phîi Porsche for several more days.”
“Are you crazy? You want me to invite.... like that.”
“Yeah. If you don't dare, then just die lonely in your room.” The suggestion makes Dear use both hands to cover his face, but the one who seems more embarrassed is Nǎai Ryurawat, who is bowing his head, too embarrassed to speak, eating without making eye contact with anyone.
Just wait, when it's just the two of us, I will beat you to death!
***
“Oh, Phîi Ryu, Khráp, please don't be mad. I'm sorry.”
“Go back to your room! Go far away from my sight, even better!!!"
It has become a normal sight for this condo: Ryu trying to push the door to close his room, while another young man tries to push his way in, also using a whining voice of the kind that makes Ryu try to close it dead. The neighboring rooms all know that this room has a male romantic partner. Just like now, Sun is trying to enter the room, in a way that the room owner does not allow.
“If Phîi doesn't open for me, I will shout and tell everyone how cute Phîi Ryu was the other day!”
And it is also routine that the room owner loses completely, pushes the door open, then walks pung pang to crash onto the sofa, making Sun close the room door neatly, then walk over... to lie on his lap with a straight face.
“Who said you could lie down?”
“The owner of the lap doesn't mind.” That's right. Phîi Ryu doesn't push or shove him away at all, besides making a ruthless threatening voice. “Why did you tell Âi'Dear that you and I had phone sex?”
When it comes to this topic, Sun quickly puts on a smile as a front, taking the soft hand to hold, looking up at the person who has his arms crossed on the sofa armrest, turned away angrily.
“Oh, Phîi Ryu, Khráp. Âi'Dear is stressed. Consider it a charitable donation to a black-eyed dog.” Sun says while using his fingers to rub the soft palm, in a way that is known to stimulate the lap owner very well, until Ryu lowers his head to make eye contact.
“So beautiful.”
“Wait till I punch you. Praising me as beautiful again.” Not joking, he even raises a fist to threaten, making the junior laugh softly and reach out to touch the soft hair and ear.
“Phîi Ryu's hair grows fast, doesn't it? It's reached your shoulders now.” When this topic comes up, Ryu grabs his own hair, agreeing with it too.
“Do you think I should go get a haircut? During the break it was busy, after opening I still haven't had time. I can tie it now, you know.” Ryu says while using both hands to gather it to show, until the soft hair comes together into a small bun at the nape. The sight makes the person looking smile widely, then sit up to sit next to him, looking at the pretty face and wanting to say out loud.
Damn, my Miia is so fucking, fucking cute.
Just think about it. Phîi Ryu's face is already leaning towards pretty. Now that his hair is shoulder-length, it increases his attractiveness even more. And now the owner is using one hand to gather his hair to the back, lifting his face to use his sharp, beautiful, somehow dazzlingly bright eyes to look... cutest of all.
“No need to cut it, Phîi. Let it grow a bit longer than this. It's very cute right now.”
“Hah, cute again.” Ryu makes a face, immediately letting go of the hand holding his hair, and the octopus-hand next to him moves to hug his waist, placing his chin on his shoulder, and also kissing his cheek hard.
"Phîi Ryu."
"Yes?"
“I love Phîi Ryu so much.”
Thud
“Why... why did you suddenly say that?” Ryu’s eyes widen dramatically, his heart beating so fast it's annoying. Even though he has heard him say it before, being told like this still makes him unable to prepare himself.
“I want to hear it... tell me you love me too.” And the super fierce second-year Ryu is rendered speechless. He can only look at his romantic partner's face with an expression not knowing whether to make it fierce or let himself be so embarrassed he might die, knowing only that when he is stimulated a little by being told...
“Please, Khráp.”
“I... I love you too... Jue.”
[[Translator's Note: The word จือ (Jue) is a modern, informal slang term originating from online and youth culture. It functions as a cute, playful, or sometimes sarcastic interjection to express endearment, admiration, or being touched by something, similar to "aww," "so cute," or "how sweet." Its tone is highly dependent on context.]]
This last word escapes without him being prepared, until the listener wants to grab him and kiss him hard, when the person everyone calls fierce acts so damn cute in his eyes. Especially now, whenever he's off guard, the truly beautiful Khun Ryu, admired by many, possesses his body, to the extent that if he doesn't let this Âi'Sun bully him, it probably wouldn't do.
What position should we play tonight, Wá? Hee hee.
***
“I told you, I told you, why don't you try having phone sex with Dear?”
It is 11 PM now, the time when Porsche usually calls him. Therefore, the junior who was fully instigated by his friend is sitting with a pounding heart in front of his beloved phone. And as soon as the ringtone sounds, he almost jumps to answer it.
“Ph...Phîi Porsche?”
[What is it, my dear? Your voice is shaking.]
“N...Nothing, Khráp.” He can only shake his head sharply, then asks in a coaxing voice.
“Where are you now, Phîi Porsche?”
[Right now I am in Switzerland. There was a slight problem, so I had to take a train from Frankfurt to Bern instead.] The soft, soothing voice comes through, making the person on this end clench his fist tightly. He hears the voice saying the other party is definitely not inside a building, and that makes him quickly ask further.
“So, where is Phîi Porsche staying tonight, Khráp?”
“At a friend’s house, you know. The one I told you about, that I would visit a friend here. I cannot really say friend; it is a senior from my school days. Later, he will come to pick me up.”
Well, I am going to stay at a friend’s house. Then, I cannot play like Âi'Sun said, can I? Dear thought.
“Is that so, Khráp?” The puppy makes a soft whining sound, making the person on the other end of the line frown. He starts to feel that the person in Thailand must have something for sure.
“What is it, hm? Do you want any souvenirs from here? Actually, I already bought some from Frankfurt, but if you want...”
“Phîi Porsche, I miss you.”
The line goes silent. The person who blurted out quiets down a bit. All week, he has been pretending to be fine, that he can be alone. Just that Phîi Porsche went to work for a few days, why does he have to show expression to make the other worried? But when he misses him so much, it slips out anyway. And then he hears a soft voice that says...
“[ich vermisse dich]”
“Phîi Porsche, what did you say...”
“[In German, it means... I miss you.]”
Again. Even though when Phîi Porsche talks like this, it makes him embarrassed almost crazy, but this time, he really misses Phîi Porsche a lot. He wants to hug, he wants to say, I miss you so much, until he becomes the one to say it.
“Phîi Porsche, I want you to hug me... can we have phone sex, Khráp?” After saying it, he closes his eyes tightly, hears only silence as an answer, until he almost pulls the phone up to look.
If the signal disappeared right when I said it, I will go and smash the telephone organization, Dear thought.
“The gift? No, better than that, Dear. I want to hug you with my own hands more... when I get back, I ask...”
But then, the person on the other end speaks again, making the person who refused to wear the clothes that the Phîi forced on him quiet down a bit. His heart is broken since being rejected, until he can only say...
“Then come back quickly! So I can wear it for you to see!!!” He shouts and then hangs up the phone bloody fucking, and then buries his face in the pillow, and bangs his forehead hard.
“After I managed to say it, you still reject me!!! Phîi Porsche, you bloody fucking crazy!!!!” After banging until tired, he throws himself down to hug the pillow, and then mumbles softly.
“I miss you so damn much.”
The missing makes the next morning, Dear calls Âi'Sun, his close friend, without caring whether he is sleeping with his Miia or not, and also shouts loudly into the phone.
“You go buy a body pillow to be my friend! Phîi Porsche is not here, I am lonely, I cannot sleep!”
Since the method does not work, you have to be my friend! Dear thought.
Finally... he makes Nǎai Athit tired again.
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