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“Thank you, Phîi Night, for the ride. Get back safely, alright?” Janjao said.
Does that mean she’s kicking me out? Night thought.
A sleek, high-end car pulled up in front of a large house surrounded by towering trees. The young woman, the homeowner, hurriedly stepped out, dragging her silent friend along. She raised her hands in a polite wai to the senior, offering a faint smile, though her eyes clearly said, You can leave now, Phîi.
“May I come in for a glass of water?” Night asked.
“Sorry, Phîi Night, my house only has plain water. If you’re thirsty, take this,” Janjao replied. Before the handsome senior could finish, she opened her schoolbag, pulled out an unopened water bottle bought at noon, and handed it to him. She flashed another sweet smile, then slammed the car door with a bang. Her other hand gripped her best friend’s arm tightly, as if worried he’d follow through on his earlier words.
We’re crashing at Gik’s place, Graph had said.
No way. Let him stay with those guys? What if he gets jumped? Janjao thought.
Completely forgetting that Graph was a young man, possibly bigger than some of that gang, she scolded herself loudly. Though it was inconvenient, she couldn’t let him go. In the end, she dragged him to her house. The issue arose when someone insisted on giving them a ride from school.
“Hey, who dropped you off, Janjao?” a voice called.
“Phîi Sun!” Janjao exclaimed.
The young woman jumped, turning to the front of the house to find her second-eldest brother standing there, glaring. He squinted, trying to see the driver’s face, prompting Janjao to quickly push Graph inside before her overly protective brother caused a scene.
“Hey, who said you could bring a guy into the house?” Sun demanded.
“Seriously, Phîi Sun, still so protective? I’ve told you, as long as I believe a guy with a guy is nirvana, I won’t get a romantic partner to give you a headache. Now move, Phîi Sun. I’m bringing my friend inside. Out of the way!” Janjao snapped firmly when her brother got difficult. She was ready to yell he wasn’t allowed to object, but the handsome young man’s red eyes made her pause and ask again.
“You’re not hitting on my sister, are you?” Sun growled.
If he had a mustache and a gun, this would be a soap opera, Janjao thought.
Graph turned to his best friend, speaking calmly. “I’ll just find a hotel to crash at,” he said.
“But you didn’t bring any money, did you?” Janjao replied, shaking her head slowly. She’d pieced together from her friend that he’d bolted after trouble, without even a phone. That made the young man pause, then smirk mockingly at himself.
“Bloody fucking dim-wit, aren’t I, Janjao? I’m such a dim-wit,” Graph said.
Janjao wasn’t sure if Graph meant he was a dim-wit for not bringing anything or for loving another young man.
The youth’s defeated demeanor and red-rimmed eyes softened Sun’s heart.
“No idea what’s going on, but come inside for now… You’re definitely gay, right?” Sun asked.
He couldn’t help confirming, despite having met his sister’s friend before, who’d clearly stated he liked men. Because this good-looking guy was gay, Janjao, who never cared for straight guys, had opened up to him. But sometimes, Sun worried if this youth was pretending to be gay to get close to his sister.
Nah, I’m worrying without cause. Who’d be crazy enough to do that? Sun thought.
“Absolutely, Phîi Sun. I’ve seen it with my own eyes,” Janjao vouched.
“What, were you hiding under his bed?” Sun retorted, annoyed. His sister flashed a sweet smile and said confidently, “Whether I hid or not, I know. I know more than when Phîi Sun brings Phîi Ryu over, and I hear scratching on the walls every time.” If she thought her brother would be embarrassed about making noise with his romantic partner that reached other rooms, she was wrong. Sun grinned broadly and declared, “Well, my Mia is attractive.”
His cheerful mood prompted Janjao to ask hopefully, “So, the guy with the attractive Mia will let my friend stay one night, right?”
“Hey!” Sun shouted, turning to his sister dragging her friend inside.
Sorry, but he’s a guy. He’s got the thing that could get my sister pregnant! he thought.
“No way, Janjao. You can’t let a guy sleep over!” Sun yelled.
“Damn it, Phîi Sun, you want the neighbors to think I’m a wayward youth?” Janjao shot back, pressing a finger to her lips to hush her overprotective brother. She quickly explained before her good-natured brother turned into a monster. “I’m not letting Graph sleep in my room. Mom and Dad aren’t home. If Phîi Sun keeps quiet, no one will know. Just one night. You can watch me, and Graph can sleep in Phîi Tawan’s room. See? No harm done with a full house.” She mentioned their eldest brother, who worked on an offshore oil rig and wouldn’t be back soon, leaving his room free.
The siblings’ argument drew their youngest sister, who poked her head out at the noise.
“Is Phîi Graph staying over?” Bulan asked.
“Huh?” Graph replied.
Graph, about to say he’d find somewhere else due to the household’s discomfort, turned to the voice. He saw a short-haired junior high student looking up at him, eyes sparkling.
“Bulan… Janjao’s little sister, right?” Graph asked.
“Yes, I’m Bulan!” the youngest sister nodded eagerly, prompting the intrusive youth to speak softly. “Sorry for the trouble. I’ll head out soon…”
Grab
“Hey, Phîi Graph, don’t go yet! Wait! You’re really gay, right?” Bulan blurted.
Thud
Suddenly, Graph, already emotionally unsteady, froze. He whipped around to the young woman clinging to his arm, asking loudly with blatant curiosity. Her sparkling eyes made the household’s youngest flinch, quickly releasing his arm and bowing her head.
“I mean… I heard Phîi Sun and Phîi Janjao talking, and it’s so exciting! Phîi Graph, you’re super handsome, and Phîi Janjao said your romantic partner is even hotter. I just wanted to know! I’m not judging, just… secretly thrilled!” Bulan’s voice trailed off, barely audible, but it made Graph pause, then…
Heh, oops, heh… haha! Graph thought.
The young man laughed loudly, his heart nearly breaking. But seeing the similarity between his friend and her sister, he couldn’t help but laugh. The brother had a male romantic partner, he was a yaoi fan, and the sister was too.
Is there a single normal person in this house? Graph thought.
Graph didn’t know why he was laughing, only that he was, roaring until the heavy weight in his heart eased for a moment. His laughter stopped the siblings’ argument, making them turn to him. Janjao gave a faint smile, muttering softly, “Finally, he’s smiling.”
That almost made Sun’s eyebrow twitch, if his peripheral vision hadn’t caught something else.
“Who’s that now?” Sun asked.
Sun looked outside and saw an ultra-luxurious, ultra-cool sports car—seen only at Paragon or in GTA—pull up in front of his house. He frowned sharply, sensing trouble piling into his home. If he wasn’t mistaken…
“Damned shit-lizard!” Graph cursed, his laughter halting.
“He followed me here?” Graph exclaimed. Sun’s sister must have known something, as Janjao’s eyes widened. She pulled her friend to hide behind the door, peeking out, spotting who stepped out of the car.
“Graph, Phîi Pakin is here. What do we do?” Janjao whispered.
The young man removed his sunglasses, tucking them into his collar, and stopped at the gate.
“Graph, I’m here to pick you up. Let’s go,” Pakin called, as if he knew his target was hiding inside.
Graph’s voice hardened, his eyes flashing. “I’m not going back, Janjao. I’m not going with that damned shit-lizard, no way!” he declared.
***
Truthfully, Pakin could ignore the young man who dared lash out at him. He’d already gotten what he wanted. But in reality, he didn’t realize he’d thrown the incriminating shirt to the floor, yanked on pants, and bolted from the bedroom like a storm. He was too late to catch the other, seeing only the tail of a sleek car leaving his property. That… pissed him off.
“What happened, Khun Pakin?” Aunt Kaew asked.
“Where’s Chai?” Pakin demanded, ignoring the housekeeper’s question.
“He hasn’t come in today,” Aunt Kaew replied. That made the powerful young man spin back to his room, grab his phone, and call his trusted subordinate, issuing a firm order.
“Have Graph’s driver report where he was dropped off, and follow him everywhere. Understood, Chai?” Pakin commanded.
“Yes, I’ll handle it immediately,” Chai replied.
Though Chai didn’t grasp the situation, he agreed quickly. Pakin lowered his phone, his sharp eyes glinting, then muttered irritably. He had a GPS tracker on the youth’s superbike, true, but no tracker on Graph himself.
“Should I just implant a bloody chip in him?” Pakin growled, touching his stinging cheek where the shirt sleeve had struck. He turned to the problematic shirt.
This wasn’t about letting Graph see it but failing to anticipate his reaction.
In the past, Pakin never hid who he slept with, unbothered if they bragged about sharing his bed. So, he didn’t care if anyone caught him with one person before another. Those people knew their place. But he forgot… Graph wasn’t like the others.
That youth didn’t see sex as a release, just fleeting fun. To him, sex with Pakin alone meant more than a tool for desire.
No surprise he was that angry. But Pakin was surprised he felt so restless over one high school youth catching him with others.
“Shit!” Pakin rubbed his head hard. Last night proved he was hooked on sleeping with that youth… too hooked to let him slip away like usual.
The thought was bloody fucking maddening.
The only thing satisfying his overwhelming desire was… getting him back.
That’s what the powerful young man told himself, dismissing how those tear-streaked eyes affected him.
Pakin took time to calm down before Chai reported Graph was at school. He issued another order: “Watch him. Don’t let him out of sight.” Then he turned to the bathroom, unable to sleep despite his body’s protests.
He was fed up with last week’s irritation, pent-up desires unmet by the right person. Having decided to follow his wants, heedless of others, he’d drag that youth back, even if it meant forcing him to throw a fit.
Though Pakin told himself he’d retrieve the defiant youth, he was patient enough to wait like a hunter letting prey lower its guard. He knew showing up at school would make Graph bolt again, too heated to talk sense. So, he waited… until he knew Graph’s destination.
A place where, once he blocked the exit, Graph… had no escape.
But Pakin hadn’t expected him to choose this place—the house of a young woman bold enough to face him.
“Graph, I’m here to pick you up. Let’s go,” Pakin repeated.
Pakin was confident no cop would dare arrest him even if he stormed the house. Yet, the tall young man stood waiting, his sharp eyes catching movement inside. He knew, no matter how stubborn Graph was, he’d respect the homeowners. So, Pakin stood there, applying pressure.
Creak
But he hadn’t expected another young man, clearly related to the young woman, to step out.
“Selling door-to-door, Phîi? We’ve got a water purifier already, don’t need another… Uh, guess that joke didn’t land,” Sun said. Pakin didn’t know who this youth was or what he was playing at. He just smiled—a smile that didn’t reach his eyes—making Sun go silent, scratching his head with a scrape. Then Sun glanced back at the house.
Probably sent out by that young woman, Pakin thought.
“Scary as hell,” Sun muttered, then glanced at Pakin. “Fine, I’m done joking, Phîi. With a car like that, you’re not selling purifiers. Who’re you here for?” Pakin respected that Sun met his gaze directly. His large hand tapped his sunglasses against his palm, as if thinking, though his silence pressured the youth until he sweated.
“I thought you were smart, Nong. You should know who I’m here for,” Pakin said casually, his eyes wicked.
“Hey, how would I know if you don’t tell me? It’s just me and my two sisters here, and my sister definitely doesn’t know someone like you,” Sun persisted, likely instructed to keep Pakin out. Pakin tilted his head slightly and said, as if discussing the weather, “Just the three of you… That’s dangerous.”
Thud
As expected, this youth was sharp enough.
Sun, catching the clear threat, stiffened, his eyes hardening as if ready to fight. But Pakin wasn’t here to brawl, so he got to the point. “Want to negotiate?” he asked.
“…”
Sun’s wary stance amused Pakin, who continued, “I want that youth…”
“No youth here…” Sun interrupted.
“Janjao is quite an attractive young woman,” Pakin remarked.
Thud
The powerful young man chuckled throatily, his voice chilling enough to make Sun shudder. Though Sun looked ready to curse, he seemed to realize he couldn’t beat Pakin. Instructed by his sister to get rid of the guest, Phîi Sun, he spoke seriously. “You’re not taking that youth to kill or cook, right?” Sun asked.
Sun had done his best, and Pakin smiled, satisfied, promising, “I swear, no blood will be spilled.”
Their eyes locked, and for the first time, Sun, the friend-lover, looked away first, sighing heavily. “Janjao’s going to scream all night. Ugh,” he muttered.
Creak
Then the homeowner did something that stunned those inside—he opened the gate, inviting the guest in.
“Go ahead, Phîi. Take your guy,” Sun said, gesturing as if handing him over.
“Smart decision,” Pakin remarked, chuckling. The powerful young man stepped past easily, hearing what sounded like a scream from inside.
“Phîi Sun, you idiot! You’re no help!” Janjao yelled.
Sun wanted to shout back, I’d die for my friends, but for your guy? Why risk my life? If I die, my Mia becomes a widow, and some dog might snatch him up!
Plus, Sun was relieved that his sister’s close male friend was safe. With a guy like this picking him up, Graph wouldn’t mess with his sister.
But he wondered… Who is that youth, and why does he have such a terrifying guy?
The visitor didn’t take long to find the runaway youth. Upon entering, Pakin’s peripheral vision caught a fleeting figure darting toward the back. He followed unhurriedly, passing a short-haired young woman gaping at him, awestruck. He smiled and said, “Sorry for the disturbance. It won’t take long.” She blushed, nodded vigorously, and… pointed to where the young man had gone.
So, Pakin strode through to the backyard, ignoring the well-kept trees and flowers. His sharp eyes locked on the youth trying to climb the wall. Long legs surged forward.
Grab
“Where are you going?” Pakin demanded.
“Let go, damn it! I said let go!” Graph shouted. Two arms wrapped around his waist, yanking him with one pull. His body, halfway over the wall, flew back into the air. The young man yelled, thrashing and pushing, making Pakin frown.
This youth’s not that big, but he’s not light either, Pakin thought.
“If you don’t stop struggling, I’ll drop you!” Pakin warned, but the youth, once afraid of falling, shouted louder.
“Go ahead, drop me! You never cared about me anyway! Drop me! A few bruises won’t hurt as much as my heart! Drop me, damn it!” Graph yelled. Normally, Pakin would’ve done it without hesitation, but the trembling, rage-filled voice stopped him. The taller young man set Graph down carefully. But as soon as his feet touched the ground…
Push
“Don’t touch me!” Graph used all his strength to shove the broader young man back several steps. He spun around, eyes blazing with defiance, which would’ve been scarier without… those red-rimmed eyes. Pakin sighed, seemingly exasperated, making Graph grit his teeth.
“Graph, let’s go,” Pakin said.
“I’m not going! I’d rather die than go back with a shit-lizard like you!” Graph shouted.
Thud
Pakin’s eyes flashed, patience waning at being called a shit-lizard repeatedly. His long legs stepped forward to grab Graph, but…
“Uh, calm down, please!” a trembling voice interrupted. Pakin hadn’t noticed another young woman speaking shakily. Her voice snapped the near-raging Graph back, as he lunged forward, grabbing his best friend’s arm tightly, hiding behind the young woman ten centimeters shorter.
“Janjao, I’m not going. Let me stay here,” Graph pleaded.
What a bloody fucking mess, Pakin thought.
His irritation doubled. He knew that look. Graph was begging Janjao for help.
“Uh, Phîi Pakin,” Janjao said. It seemed to work, as the ponytail-wearing young woman took a deep breath, faced him, and spoke haltingly but bravely. “Let Graph stay here for one night. You should, uh, go back… please,” she said. But Pakin responded in a strong voice.
“I can’t let my youth disturb this house any further… Graph, let’s go!” Pakin said sharply.
Graph bit his lip, shaking his head vigorously. His hands gripped his best friend’s shoulders like a shield, a laughable sight.
To outsiders, it might look like two guys fighting over one young woman. But in reality, the tiny young woman was shielding a youth with no fight left. Normally, Pakin would’ve scoffed at such feeble protection, but now, he couldn’t laugh.
“Don’t mess with me! You’ve got tons of others. Go bother them! Why me?” Graph yelled, his defiance flaring at the sight of Pakin’s face, recalling that morning.
He said he wanted me, so I was dim-witted enough to spread my legs easily. But I’m just one of his many options, Graph thought. Such a bloody fucking dim-wit, thinking Phîi Pakin wouldn’t mess with others…
The thought made his eyes well up, though he tried to hold back the tears. Those tears gave the timid Janjao a surge of courage.
“It’s not fair, Phîi Pakin,” Janjao said.
“Hmm?” Pakin snapped his gaze to Janjao, finding her taking a deep breath, looking at him with fear and displeasure.
“Graph only has you, but you go off with so many others. That’s not fair to him at all,” Janjao said.
How much does this young woman know? Pakin growled inwardly.
But seeing Graph’s trembling hands clutching his friend’s arm, he realized her words captured Graph’s heart better than anything. Calming slightly, he glanced between the two youths who couldn’t match him even combined. Yet… it made him pause and reflect.
It all stemmed from Pakin wanting Graph so much that no one else satisfied him. The past week proved no amount of release with others worked. So, giving up a bit of fun wasn’t too much.
It's not like I’m stopping forever, Pakin thought.
“Fine,” Pakin agreed.
Thud
Graph looked up, tears streaming, eyes wide in disbelief, staring into the deep eyes of a young man who stepped closer, closing the gap. Graph asked shakily, “Wh-what do you mean?”
Pakin’s gaze, like a trap no prey could escape, locked onto him. He said firmly, “While I’m sleeping with you, I won’t sleep with anyone else.”
“No way! You’re lying!” Graph shot back instantly, his hands trembling harder. His heart, which he thought too angry to forgive, quivered. He lacked the strength to pull Janjao between them, only listening as Pakin’s deep, soft voice leaned close to his ear.
“I mean it. While I have you, I won’t mess with anyone else,” Pakin said.
Kiss
“Alright?” Pakin asked.
That soft voice made Graph’s heart tremble unforgivably, and the lips brushing his forehead nearly shut down his senses. He felt only the lingering warmth and the large hand on his shoulder, pulling him close, making him loosen his grip on Janjao.
Grab
Then Pakin slid a hand around Graph’s waist, their eyes locking. The tall young man said softly, “Let’s go now. I promised to take you to eat, remember?”
Graph melted like wax under a flame. Despite chasing Pakin for years, he’d never felt this young man’s charm—a dangerous charisma that knew how to get what it wanted. Now, Pakin was using that charm on the youth he once found annoying.
How could a little prey escape such a seasoned hunter? Graph thought.
“I’m… still mad at you!” Graph mustered, pushing Pakin away, head down, stammering shakily. “You slept with others!”
“I’ll stop, won’t I?” Pakin countered.
“You’re selfish!” Graph accused.
“Yes, I’m selfish,” Pakin admitted, unresisting. Graph looked up, red eyes glaring, mouth open to curse more, but…
“But I came to appease you. Can you stop being mad now?” Pakin said.
The unfamiliar tone and fingers wiping his tears—from a young man who spent all day chasing one youth—stunned Graph. “I… I’m not over it… I won’t forgive you easily!” he said, almost to himself, staring at the grass, repeating it brokenly. Pakin turned to the gaping young woman.
“I’m taking Graph back. Sorry for the trouble this youth caused,” Pakin said.
“N-no problem,” Janjao replied softly, watching her friend being dragged away. Graph could only stare at his feet, avoiding everyone’s eyes—his friend’s sister covering her cheeks, or her brother sighing in relief. Only one thought echoed in his head.
Phîi Pakin came… to appease me.
That guy came to appease me, Graph thought.
The thought left him staring at Pakin’s broad back, unable to resist sliding into the car and sitting like a doll, his muddled mind questioning if this was real. Unbeknownst to him, as the luxury car drove off, screams erupted through the four-sibling household.
“Phîi Janjao! They kissed! They kissed!” Bulan ran to her sister, squealing excitedly. Janjao blinked rapidly, then…
“Bulan! They kissed right in front of me, this close!” Janjao said shakily, gesturing the distance. Though she was mad at Phîi Pakin for her friend, she forgot it all now, knowing only that she’d witnessed that dangerous young man promise to stop for her friend.
A promise Pakin made only for now, unaware it was a vow… he’d keep it forever.
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