YOURSKY, Chapter 29
Theerak sat with his head bowed, staring at his hands where sweat was starting to seep out. Today, he was going to meet Muenfah’s parents at Muenfah’s restaurant. At first, he thought it’d be easier than this, but he was wrong—he couldn’t control his excitement at all. And when the excitement grew too much, it turned into worry. Theerak knew Pa and Ma were kind people, but he couldn’t help feeling anxious.
Will his parents be impressed with a chubby puppy like me…?
He glanced at his white long-sleeve t-shirt and favorite black jeans—a birthday gift from his dad—feeling uncertain before turning to the person beside him, who was focused on driving.
“Phii Fah, do you think I look okay in this outfit?”
“Yes, you look cute already.” Muenfah said, briefly glancing away from the road to answer him.
“But I’m not confident…” Theerak’s voice softened as he checked the clock on the car’s console. “I think we still have some time. Phii Fah, can you turn back to my house?…I want to change.”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat. At that moment, the traffic light turned red, giving him the chance to lean in close and plant a quick kiss on Theerak’s lips before saying, “You’re already the cutest. Don’t worry.”
“But I think the overalls I wore to the beach were cuter than this outfit.”
“Theerak… my parents will love you for being you. They don’t care about clothes or appearances.”
“…”
“However you were with me, just be that way.”
“I will try not to worry…” Theerak turned to look at Muenfah, who had shifted his attention back to the road ahead, before adding, “But I am still excited anyway.”
Muenfah chuckled softly, then took one hand off the steering wheel to hold his, offering encouragement. Theerak took a deep breath to control his excitement, but as soon as he spotted Muenfah’s restaurant in the distance, his calm heart jolted awake and started pounding wildly. Theerak seriously wanted to rip his heart out and toss it out of the car.
Right now, Theerak thought that giving himself a pep talk was a good idea.
“Keep going, chubby puppy! T___T”
When they arrived at Muenfah’s restaurant, he led Theerak to sit and wait in a glass-walled room before excusing himself to check on things in the restaurant, since he hadn’t been there yesterday. Theerak glanced around. Today, the room had vases of white lilies placed in every corner. He guessed that Muenfah’s Mama must really like white lilies.
There was even a vase of lilies on the dining table, filling the air with a faint floral scent that helped Theerak relax and sparked an idea. He got up from his chair and walked to the vase in the farthest corner of the room.
Theerak secretly plucked one lily and hid it behind his back, then used his free hand to rearrange the remaining flowers into a neat bunch so no gap would show after he’d taken one.
“Please let me share this with Mama…”
He wasn’t sure who he was talking to, since the room only contained him and hundreds of lilies scattered around. But Theerak felt like he was sneaking a flower without the shop owner’s permission. So, he spoke to the bouquet in front of him to ease the guilt in his heart.
His mother had once told him… never take someone else’s things without permission.
But this time, Theerak didn’t have enough time to wait for Muenfah’s approval, especially since he might walk in with Papa and Mama any moment. It was almost time for their scheduled meal anyway. Theerak returned to his seat and placed the lily behind him. He twisted around occasionally to make sure he wasn’t sitting on it.
Creak!
The sound of the door opening grabbed his attention. At that moment, Theerak saw a middle-aged man and woman appear. He figured they must be Muenfah’s Papa and Mama. Both looked great and didn’t seem old at all. He realized now who Muenfah had inherited his sharp eyes from.
Muenfah’s eyes were just like his Mama’s.
As for his facial structure, height, and complexion… those came from Papa.
Theerak tried to suppress a smile as a thought popped into his head. Panli resembled Dad so much it was uncanny—he didn’t take after Mom at all. Theerak had once heard the saying, “If a son looks like his father, he’ll be unlucky.” But he didn’t think it was true, because ever since they’d been together, his friend had never once seemed sad or disappointed.
That goofy dog-faced guy could stay cheerful all the time…
Now, Theerak wasn’t surprised anymore why both sons of the Pisut family were so flawlessly good-looking. It was because they had such stunning molds like Dad and Mom.
Mom was beautiful.
Dad was incredibly handsome.
Together, they produced Pradipat, the cool guy.
“Chubby little pup!”
Theerak flinched slightly when Muenfah’s Dad called him that loudly, then laughed and pulled out a chair for Mom, who was sitting down across from him. Dad waited to make sure Mom was seated properly before sitting beside her.
“Phii Fah’s treasure.”
The small guy sat there blinking rapidly, watching Muenfah parents send him friendly smiles. He hadn’t expected them to be this kind. Dad and Mom acted as if they’d met him several times before, even though this was their first meeting. Theerak had heard a little about how Muenfah had told Dad and Mom about him.
But just how much had Muenfah said about him?
For Dad and Mom to seem like they knew him so well already?
“Are you hungry yet, son?”
Theerak, snapping back to his senses, quickly raised his hands to greet them politely. “H-Hello!”
“…”
“Looks like Muenfah just put the batteries in—the chubby pup’s only now coming to life…” Dad said with a laugh. “A minute ago, he was sitting there like a doll with no batteries.”
“He’s cute like a doll, isn’t he, dear?” Mom turned and nodded at Dad before continuing, “Why aren’t our kids this tiny and portable?”
“Oh, come on… By the time Muen was five, I could barely carry him anymore. At least Pan grew a bit slower.”
“Fah shot up so fast, didn’t he, dear?”
“Tall, long…” Dad started, then paused. Mom glared at him and smacked his arm once. “What’s that, dear? I was going to say tall, long, and wellkneed like his father.”
“…”
Theerak now knew who Muenfah got his cheekiness from. T___T
It was Dad…
“Don’t take him too seriously, son.” Mom said before shooting a sideways glance at Dad, who was laughing. “he loves saying stuff like this all the time.”
“Chubby pup, don’t misunderstand me—I’m not a crude guy!”
“Y-Khrapom.”
“But the reason I like teasing her like this is because it adds more color to our married life. We’re not obsessed with that kind of thing all the time, but we tease each other with these words to strengthen our bond even more. Who knows, it might even get sweeter than before.”
“…”
“You don’t need to spice things up with that kind of stuff. Just playful teasing to keep things lively is enough.”
“…”
“Saying ‘I love you’ or ‘I miss you’ alone isn’t enough. You’ve got to have some tricks to keep them hooked.”
“…”
Now Theerak understood why Muenfah liked saying cheeky things to him. He was using this method to win his heart. Theerak thought Muenfah had succeeded long ago because he couldn’t bear to be apart from him at all.
Even being away for just one day made him miss him already…
Dad’s method was dangerously effective.
That’s why he was so completely smitten with Muenfah.
“What are you all talking about?”
Muenfah, who had just walked in, flashed his usual smile at everyone. He plopped down beside him and leaned in, pressing his nose into his hair with a loud sniff. “…”
Oh… Phii Fah, right in front of your Dad and Mom?!
I’m embarrassed, T___T
“Is my Dad teasing you or something?”
“N-No, not at all.”
“It’s like I seeing myself when I first married your mom, Muen…” Dad said with a smirk tugging at his lips. “They call it… newlywed bliss.”
Theerak was so embarrassed he felt like he might explode, while everyone else burst into delighted laughter. He used to think the Niran house was the most cheerful and fun, but after meeting the Pisut house… Theerak had to rethink that.
The Pisut house was amazing at creating laughter.
And super cheeky too.
Rak doesn’t mean Phii Fah’s Dad, though.
Rak means Phii Fah…
The worries he once had were chased away by all the laughter. Now, Theerak was starting to feel more confident in himself. The way Dad and Mom welcomed him so warmly from the very first meeting reminded him of when Muenfah was rejected by his own father.
Theerak lowered his eyes to the large hand resting on his thigh, then looked up at the side profile of Muenfah, who was laughing and smiling with Dad. Theerak thought it was unfair that the world kept throwing obstacles and pain at someone like Muenfah. Nothing must have come easily to him before he got anything at all. Theerak knew everyone faced challenges in life but with Muenfah… wasn’t it enough already?
From now on, could Muenfah get everything he wished for without any more pain?
… Even though this time at the dining table there was only laughter, no tears like before, Theerak chose to slide his hand under the table to hold the larger one. He didn’t know if what he hoped for could come true, but all he knew was… no matter what obstacles Muenfah faced, he would hold his hand and stand by his side forever.
“The food’s here…”
“It all looks so delicious.”
Pa and Ma helped receive the dishes from the staff. If a dish looked especially appetizing, Ma would slide it toward him. If it was something colorful and spicy, Pa would place it in front of Muenfah instead. Theerak could feel the love and care both of them showed him.
“Pa, Ma… thank you.”
“No need to thank Ma, Theerak. Just eat a lot, okay?”
Theerak turned to pick up the lily flower placed behind him and handed it to Ma. “Thank you for raising Phii Fah so well, Ma.”
“Oh… my sweet boy.” Ma said as she accepted the flower. She stood up, walked over to kiss the top of his head once, then returned to her seat.
“No wonder Khun Muenfah is so smitten with this chubby puppy.” Pa said.
“Thank you too, Pa… I love Pa and Ma.”
Pa laughed and nodded toward Muenfah. “Muen… you’ve been outdone.”
“I accept it… I’ll let myself be outdone because of Theerak.”
“Even shed tears because of him.”
“Ma… don’t bring that up.”
Theerak frowned as he looked at Muenfah, who was stopping Ma. He sensed there must be something more, so he turned back to Ma, who was sitting there with a faint smile, and asked “What’s it about, Ma?”
“When you had a partner… his world fell apart.”
“…”
When we talked on the phone… he was crying.”
“Ma… that’s enough.”
“I want to hear more, Ma.”
“I knew he was hurting a lot, but I believed he’d still love Theerak no matter what.”
“…”
“So all I could do was pray that you would turn around and notice him someday.”
“…”
Theerak felt a sting in his nose as he thought about the times Muenfah had been in pain. He knew it must have been a tough period for him, but he’d never known that Muenfah had shed tears over him—someone he hadn’t even spoken to once back then.
Muenfah’s love for him… was a pure love.
Muenfah’s love for him… was a love that sought nothing in return.
The smaller figure turned to the taller one before wrapping both arms around his thick neck. Theerak pressed his nose and lips against the broad shoulder, just as Muenfah liked to do. By now, Theerak knew that offering this kind of touch was the best way to comfort the other.
“There, there, my sky.”
“I love you so much.”
“…”
“The one who can make me cry, smile, and laugh… it’s only you, Rak
Niran, and no one else.”
“Rak Niran, will love only you, Pradipat, and no one else.”
Muenfah rubbed his head, then pressed a kiss to his temple. “…” “Wife… don’t they remind us of ourselves when we were young?”
“Even now, your is still like you was in his youth—no difference at all. your cheekiness hasn’t faded one bit.”
“Haha… Well, I’m only cheeky with you, wife.”
Theerak laughed when he heard Papa say that, then let go of his hug with Muenfah. He remembered that Muenfah had said the same thing once. Theerak thought that Papa and Muenfah were… like father, like son.
After finishing their meal, Papa and Mama asked to head back home to rest. Meanwhile, Muenfah, having wrapped up his work at the shop, took him up to sit on the rooftop—Fah’s rooftop. They sat in their usual spot. Theerak looked down at his feet dangling in the air before turning to the person beside him, who was smiling back at him.
The orange light of the evening sun reflecting off those sharp eyes made it impossible for Theerak to look away from Muenfah. He wasn’t sure if it was those captivating eyes or that familiar smile, but it made Theerak feel… it was that time again.
“Phii Fah…”
“Yes?”
“I think… we should…”
“Theerak, be my boyfriend.”
At that moment, his heart started racing again, just like when he first met Muenfah. He had been about to ask Muenfah to be his boyfriend, but it seemed Muenfah had guessed it and jumped in to ask him first. Perhaps because they loved each other so much, they both wanted to be the one to ask the other to be their boyfriend.
They both wanted to ask each other to be boyfriends.
Theerak thought they must have met halfway already.
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“How about we take turns asking each other to be boyfriends, Phii Fah?”
“…”
“Even though I only recently started courting you… I did court you, you know.”
Muenfah gave a small smile.
“…”
“Deal, Phii Fah?”
“Deal.”
“Phii Fah, ask me to be your boyfriend again.”
“Theerak… be my boyfriend.”
“Yes.” Theerak replied before breaking into a wide smile, though for some reason, tears welled up around the edges of his eyes.
“…”
“Phii Fah… you are my boyfriend, right?”
Muenfah gave a faint smile before moving his face closer. His sharp eyes locked onto Theerak’s, making his heart pause for a moment. Theerak closed his eyes as those full lips pressed against his own. Muenfah delivered a gentle, warm touch, like the atmosphere of the sunset at that moment. Not long after, Muenfah pulled away from the kiss and rested his forehead against Theerak’s.
“Yes, na khrap”
That “Yes, na khrap” … from the same good guy as always made Theerak smile even wider.
#However Many Thousand Skies
Sky’s Beloved: The professor starts taking attendance at 10 a.m. today, right?Panli: Yep.
Joyyy: Your sagging-cheeks’ LINE name stinks so bad.
T: Your LINE name totally screams “I have a boyfriend.” huh?
Sky’s Beloved: Of courseeee.
Sky’s Beloved: My boyfriend’s name is Pradipat Pisut.
Sky’s Beloved: Nickname, Muenfah.Panli: I’m so annoyed at people obsessed with their boyfriends.
Sky’s Beloved: Got a problem with that, dog-faced Panli?
Sky’s Beloved: You can take it up with my boyfriend.
T: Back off, Panli, trust me.
T: His boyfriend’s hardcore.Panli: If I weren’t afraid of getting grounded again, I’d be so ready to fight.
Joyyy: LOLOLOL
Joyyy: Above Sasina Pisut is Pradipat Pisut, got it.
Sky’s Beloved: Joy, ever heard this phrase?
Joyyy: What phrase, you sagging-cheeks?
Sky’s Beloved: Above Fah, there’s still Theerak.Panli: Today, the one above Fah is gonna get teased by me until he cries.
Sky’s Beloved:;;Panli: Don’t even bother sending me that teary face.
Sky’s Beloved: I’m telling Phii Fah.Panli: Go ahead and snitch. I’m not scared anymore cause I’m so fed up.
Sky’s Beloved:;;Panli: You know… that teary face of yours just makes me wanna mess with you even more.
Theerak sat laughing as he sent a crying-laughter LINE sticker to Panli before calling Muenfah. Last night, Muenfah had texted him saying he got back to the condo past 3 a.m. Theerak figured he probably wasn’t awake yet.
[Khrapom.]
A sleepy “Khrapom.”
So cute,
“Does my boyfriend want to sleep more?”
[Your boyfriend’s really tired, but I want to talk to you first.]
“I think you should sleep more. I’m about to head out for class anyway.”
[Can I, your boyfriend pick you up after class today?]
“Then I will have to wait with Phii Babe.”
[If you go with Babe, will you be late for class?]
“Probably not, since Phii Babe is about to leave. I needs to hurry and get ready so I can go to uni with her.”
[Okay.]
“Okay…” Theerak replied softly.
[Is something wrong? Your voice doesn’t sound good.]
Theerak swallowed hard before saying, “I’ve been feeling a sore throat since this morning.”
[Are you sick, Theerak?]
“I think it might be the start of a cold because I woke up with a sore throat, but no fever yet.”
[You have two classes today, right?]
“Yeah, one from 10 a.m. to noon, then another from 5 p.m. to 7 p.m.”
[How about I buy some medicine and brings it to you first? If it doesn’t get better after taking it, I’ll take you to the doctor.]
“Okay, Phii Fah.”
[See you at uni, good boy.]
“Okay…”
Theerak replied weakly before hanging up with Muenfah. He coughed hoarsely while packing his backpack and walked to his sister’s room. He plopped down on the soft bed and said “Phii Babe, can I ride with you to class?”
Phii Babe, who was rolling up some art paper, looked up at him. “Fah left the car here for you… Why don’t you drive yourself?”
“Because Phii Fah is picking me up after class, so I need to ride with you instead.”
“Oh… I’m not driving myself today, though. Dom is picking me up.”
“Okay, then I’ll wait downstairs.”
“Wait, Rak…” Phii Babe called out, walking over to place the back of her hand on his forehead. “You feel warm. Are you getting a fever?”
Now Theerak was starting to feel hot and cold at the same time. “I think it’s a cold. My throat’s been sore since morning.”
“Should you skip class?…One day won’t hurt. You can just bring a doctor’s note to the professor next time.”
“I’m still okay. If I really can’t handle it, I’ll head back first.” “…”
“Phii Fah said he’d buy some medicine for me to take. If it doesn’t get better, he’ll take me to the doctor.”
“Alright then… but if you can’t handle it, don’t push yourself. Come back home and rest.”
“Okay…”
#However Many Thousand Skies
The smaller one shifted his attention from the professor lecturing at the front of the room to the person beside him who had nudged him. Panli furrowed his brows before reaching out to place a hand on his forehead. He then lifted his phone to his ear and said “Chubby-cheeks is running a fever… but I don’t know how many degrees.”
“…”
“Phii Fah… I’m not a thermometer, damn it.”
“Panli… tell Phii Fah not to worry.” Theerak replied softly. His throat was hurting worse, and now a headache was starting, but with only a few minutes left in the class, he thought he could still manage.
“Chubby-cheeks’ lips are bright red… if Phii Fah saw his lips right now, he’d be so possessive. They look so biteable.”
“…”
“Pradipat, stop teasing already… use that time you spend picking on him to take care of your own partner instead.”
Theerak shook his head as he looked at Panli. He knew how jealous Muenfah could get, yet Panli still provoked him like this. He shifted his gaze away from his close friend, who was still secretly talking to his older brother on the phone.
“Chubby-cheeks, are you running a fever?” Joy, sitting next to Panli, leaned over to ask him.
“Yeah… a slight fever.”
“Then you shouldn’t go to English class. I’ll let the professor know for you.” Type said.
“Phii Fah said he’d bring me some medicine. I’ll try taking it first. If the fever doesn’t go down, I’ll have to see a doctor.”
“Yeah, honestly, going to the doctor right away might be better.”
“Phii Fah’s here already—damn, that was fast.”
Theerak turned to look as Panli pointed. The tall figure walked into the second-year students’ classroom holding a small plastic bag. The professor lecturing at the front paused and spoke into the microphone “Muenfah, did you walk into the wrong room?”
Theerak wasn’t surprised that the professor knew Muenfah, since this professor was a faculty advisor for their department.
“I don’t have class today.”
“Oh? Then why are you here… are you waiting to ask me about your minithesis?”
“No, sir… I came to look after my partner.”
“…”
“My partner’s sick. Can I sit here and keep an eye on him?”
“Theerak Niran, are you sick?”
Theerak flinched when the question came through the mic. He turned to the professor, who was waiting for an answer. It wasn’t just the professor staring at him—his classmates in the room were all looking too, some smirking, some grinning widely. Theerak could only offer a dry smile and nod awkwardly.
“Y-Yes, Professor.”
“Then you stay with your boyfriend. If I didn’t allow it, it’d probably be quite a sin.”
Muenfah walked over and sat beside him. Theerak wasn’t sure if his cheeks were burning because of his friends’ teasing or because his temperature was rising from a fever.
“Phii Fah… aren’t you afraid of the professor scolding you?”
“He’s my advisor, so we’re pretty close.”
“How did the professor find out… that Rak is your boyfriend?”
“The day Theerak had that math exam and Phii Fah waited outside the room, I ran into the professor. He asked what I was doing there, and I told him I was waiting for my boyfriend to finish his exam.”
“…”
“That’s how the professor found out that Rak Niran, is your boyfriend.”
“…”
Theerak gave a faint smile and nodded. Muenfah placed the back of his hand on Theerak’s forehead, then pulled a cooling gel patch from a plastic bag. He stuck it on Theerak’s forehead before handing him some fever medicine and an opened water bottle.
“Take the fever medicine first. If it doesn’t get better in a bit, I will take you to the doctor right away.”
“Phii Fah… I think you should just take him now.” “Wait, try the medicine first, Li,” Theerak said. “Take the medicine, but you need to rest. You can’t keep pushing yourself to sit through class like this,” Panli added.
“Panli is right.”
Theerak glanced at Muenfah, who looked worried. He must be really concerned. The reason Theerak was trying to tough it out at the university was that he didn’t want to miss another class, but he knew his body couldn’t hold up until evening.
He’d have to rest, just as Panli said.
“Li, you dog-face… help me tell the professor I’m leaving.”
“Sure.”
“I’ll jot down the assignments for you, chubby-cheeks. Go home and rest,” another friend chimed in.
“Mm…” Theerak replied weakly.
Just then, the professor ended the class. Muenfah helped him out of the classroom. As Theerak stood waiting for the elevator with him, a voice called out from a distance.
“Hey, Fah…” Phii Noh waved before walking over to the two of them. He smiled and pointed at Theerak’s forehead. “Is your smart boy having a headache?”
“Y-Yes…” Theerak answered faintly, sounding exhausted. Right now, he just wanted to collapse onto a bed and rest.
“Aw… my good boy.”
“Your good boy, huh, Hia?”
“Sorry, Fah, my friend forgot himself,” Phii Noh apologized.
“Why are you at my faculty’s building anyway?”
“I came to see a friend… and just happened to run into you and your good guy here.”
“No need to come by so often, Hia! I’m sick of your face.”
“Afraid I’ll run into your good guy, huh? ~”
“More like I’m afraid you’ll run into my foot.”
“Red Water’s dad is seriously fierce, huh.”
Normally, Theerak would have smiled and laughed at the banter between
Muenfah and Phii Noh. But with his foggy mind, all he could think about was a soft bed.
“The elevator’s here.”
“…” Theerak nodded and followed Muenfah’s gentle pull. He waved goodbye to Phii Noh, who stood smiling at the elevator entrance.
“Phii Noh’s good guy ~”
“I hate that bastard so much, you smug jerk!”
Theerak turned to the person beside him and said, “No, no, don’t get mad, my boyfriend.”
“Yes, na khrap… Your boyfriend won’t get mad anymore.”
Since it was just the two of them in the elevator, Muenfah pulled him into a hug and gently rubbed his back. Theerak thought he didn’t even need to collapse onto a soft bed to fall asleep—Muenfah’s chest was enough of a resting place for him.
Muenfah truly was everything to him.
But Muenfah’s main role was… being Theerak’s boyfriend.
#However Many Thousand Skies
Muenfah parked the car in its usual spot, then turned to look at the small figure sleeping soundly beside him. It must be the fever medicine kicking in, making his treasure sleep so deeply. Muenfah had decided to bring Theerak to the condo because he’d called Babe earlier to ask if anyone was home. Babe said no one was there at the moment—Mom had taken Grandpa to a doctor’s appointment, and only Moogrob, the dog, was left guarding the house.
So, he had to bring Theerak to rest at the condo first.
Muenfah got out of the car and walked around to open the other door. He leaned in to wake his sleeping treasure, but Theerak just shook his head in refusal. So, Muenfah carried him out of the car. He didn’t pay attention to the security guard’s curious glance. All he cared about was that Theerak didn’t feel annoyed at being woken up.
“Theerak, stand up for a sec… I need to grab the keycard first.”
He set his treasure down so his feet touched the ground. Theerak obediently stood, trying to force his eyes open. His hand came up to rub his eyes before he leaned his face against Muenfah’s chest. Feeling sorry for the sick guy who desperately needed rest, Muenfah quickly tapped the keycard at the door and led him inside.
“Phii Fah… I need to call Phii Babe first, so she won’t worry.”
“I already called Babe for you… She said you should rest at my condo first since no one’s home.”
“…”
“Later in the evening, I will take you back home.”
The small figure nodded weakly, so Muenfah lifted him up once more to carry him into the bedroom. The smaller one was gently placed on the bed, and Muenfah quickly got up to grab a glass jug of water and a small towel to wipe down Theerak, who was still feverish.
Muenfah sat on the bed beside the sick person, placing the jug on the bedside shelf before moving to unbutton the oversized student uniform shirt. But Theerak hurriedly grabbed his hand.
“I am going to wipe you down.”
“Phii Fah… I’m shy.”
“I have already seen everything, no need to be shy.”
“Phii Fah! Saying that just makes me even shyer!”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat as he looked at the sick person who still had the energy to scold him. He figured the high body temperature was causing the thin lips to turn bright red and Theerak’s half-closed eyes to glisten with clear tears. If he didn’t wipe him down to lower the fever, Theerak would definitely feel worse.
“I will wipe you down first. If the fever doesn’t go down in an hour, I’ll take you to the doctor.”
“I don’t like going to the doctor.”
“Then we’ll have to wipe you down first.”
“Can you wipe me without taking off my shirt?”
“Little one…” Muenfah looked at the small figure. “Don’t be stubborn.”
“I’m not stubborn… I’m just shy.”
Muenfah leaned in close to the sick person and pressed his nose to the hot forehead with a soft sniff. “You don’t need to be shy.”
Theerak let go of his hand, probably because he didn’t have enough strength to resist anymore. He stopped being stubborn and let Muenfah wipe him down. With one hand, Muenfah swiftly unbuttoned the white shirt, then dipped the towel in water and started wiping the pale neck first.
“Phii Fah…”
The small figure closed his eyes and called out to him in a faint voice. Muenfah knew he didn’t like the cold towel touching his skin much. He moved the towel to press it against the other side of his neck. The now shirtless smaller figure didn’t stir any other feelings in him beyond deep concern.
But at that moment, Theerak slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at his own midsection. The small figure pressed his lips together tightly and bent both knees up to squeeze something down. Muenfah’s gaze lowered to notice something pushing against the fabric, forming a noticeable bulge.
He chuckled in his throat while looking at the confused expression in the smaller one’s eyes. Theerak was trying to control the unusual reaction in his body, but he probably didn’t realize how hard it was to suppress that first rush of desire. Muenfah tossed the towel into the glass jug and shifted to straddle the smaller figure.
“Little one…” Muenfah stared deeply into his worried eyes. “…Are you feeling it?”
“I -I… I think it’s not that.”
“Want me to check for you?”
Theerak shook his head in refusal. “…”
“Little one… trust me, okay?”
Muenfah didn’t take his eyes off Theerak’s gaze for a second. Using his free hand, he parted Theerak’s legs and slid his own body in close, pressing himself against the center of the smaller one’s frame. Then, he lightly touched the bulge there. A smirk tugged at the corner of Muenfah’s mouth when his suspicion proved true. He let out a soft chuckle in his throat once more before pulling his hand back and leaning his face close to the smaller one’s ear.
“I don’t want you to be ready while you’re sick.”
“I-I…”
He stared at the person beneath him, who was startled by his own body’s reaction. Right now, Theerak might be confused and unsure—likely because he’d never experienced this kind of arousal before.
“You’re aroused because of me.”
“…”
“…Let me help you, okay?”
“…” Theerak pressed both hands over the middle of his body and shook his head in refusal.
“Theerak… this isn’t something to be embarrassed about.”
“…”
“It’s a natural thing that can happen to anyone.”
“…”
“Especially couples who are together.”
“Phii Fah…” Theerak called out, bringing both hands up to cradle his face before saying, “Right now, it’s all tense and aching down there.”
“Let me help you.” Muenfah repeated his earlier question.
At that moment, Theerak pressed his lips together tightly, wrestling with his thoughts. He couldn’t believe he was feeling this way—something he’d never experienced before. He figured it must have been triggered by Muenfah’s fingertips brushing against his skin as he adjusted the towel earlier. But he knew Muenfah hadn’t meant for this to happen.
What was even harder to believe was that he was getting aroused while sick. Then again, upon reflection, he might not be fully in control right now due to the fever, which could be making him more emotionally sensitive and causing his body to react so quickly. Theerak had heard that when arousal happens, you’re supposed to relieve it by using your hand to release the tension. He’d picked up this knowledge from his good friends, Panli and Type, who often talked about crude things. He never thought those daily conversations he didn’t particularly enjoy would end up being useful.
Now, he wanted to thank Khun Panli and Type for never shutting up about these topics—even though Joy always scolded them, not wanting him to hear such things.
Theerak looked at the larger figure waiting for his answer. He pressed his lips even tighter. When he imagined trying to relieve himself, he realized he’d only ever heard how it was done but had never seen it. Theerak wasn’t the type to be curious or obsessed with these matters, so he’d never watched adult films like other guys typically did.
Right now, a flood of thoughts was overwhelming his mind. Theerak tried his best to hold on, hoping time would calm the stubborn tension in his midsection. But when he saw the person above him bite their full lips and gaze at him with a new kind of look—one he couldn’t quite name, a mix of pleading and longing—Theerak felt the ache in his core intensify. That look from Muenfah pushed his endurance to its breaking point, and finally, it snapped. Theerak nodded, accepting the other’s offer to help.
Now that Muenfah was his lover, Theerak believed that with him by his side, everything would turn out fine. He felt shy and didn’t want to say it, but he gathered his courage to speak.
“Phii Fah… I give in.”
“…”
“How will you help me?” Theerak wrapped both arms around the thick neck and pulled him closer. Even though he’d agreed to let Muenfah help, he still didn’t feel fully ready for that. “Do we have to do it right now?”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before giving him a light peck on the lips.
“You’re not ready for that yet.”
“…”
“I will help you with my hands and mouth first.”
Muenfah’s words sent a wave of heat surging through Theerak’s body. The taller figure leaned in closer and pressed their lips together. Muenfah cradled his face with one hand and began kissing him deeply, passionately.
Muenfah’s kiss was fiercer than ever before, pressing harder and harder until Theerak could barely breathe. When he parted his lips to gasp for air, a wet tongue slipped into his mouth. Muenfah teased the tip of his tongue as he had before, but this time it was more intense. Theerak instinctively moved his tongue in response, only to have his slick tongue sucked by those full lips. In that moment, a shiver ran through his entire body. Muenfah pulled back from the kiss and looked into his eyes, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“You don’t have to be scared… just lie still. I will take care of it.”
Theerak swallowed hard before replying, “Y-Yes.”
The taller figure leaned down again, kissing his lips once more before trailing those full lips lower. Muenfah pressed them against his neck, and Theerak’s body temperature spiked as the kisses shifted positions. The warm breath grazing his skin made him want to explode. He bit his own lip as kisses were scattered across his body, sinking his teeth deeper when a wet tongue brushed against a sensitive spot.
“M-Phii Fah… there—”
Theerak tilted his head to see Muenfah licking and teasing his chest. He alternated between licking and sucking until Theerak felt both peaks harden under the attention. The more Muenfah played with them, the more those small points stood firm against his tongue. At this point, Theerak felt like his body no longer belonged to him—it was responding to Muenfah, ignoring the protests screaming in his head.
Don’t fight Muenfah…
“Are you fighting me?” Muenfah whispered softly before lightly nipping at the hardened peak with sharp teeth.
Theerak pressed his lips together tightly to keep himself from letting out a sound. Just the way his body was responding to Muenfah was embarrassing enough. The taller man must have guessed he was holding back, because he teasingly sank his sharp teeth into Theerak’s chest, hard enough to make him cry out.
“Ah!…Phii Fah!”
“Heh…” Muenfah pulled his teeth away and kissed the spot soothingly.
“Let me hear your voice a little, okay?”
“…”
Muenfah’s words made him feel breathless, as if from now on Muenfah would keep teasing him to draw out more sounds, just as he wanted to hear.
Theerak swallowed hard as he watched the taller man move lower. His breathing grew rapid as he met those sharp eyes. Muenfah smirked before pressing his lips to Theerak’s lower abdomen. Theerak let his head fall back onto the pillow—he’d lifted it to watch the taller man—because the full lips sucking at that spot sent shivers through his entire body. He tensed his stomach and gripped the gray bedsheet with both hands.
“Mmm… Phii Fah.”
Muenfah responded with the sound of a kiss, leaving a mark on his lower abdomen before pulling away and saying, “I want to leave a little mark, okay?”
At that moment, Theerak’s desire surged to its peak. He could feel liquid pooling at the center of his body. Muenfah straightened up onto his knees and began unbuttoning his own shirt. It took him less than a minute to shed it, but he didn’t remove his pants. Instead, he reached over, unbuttoned Theerak’s pants, and swiftly pulled them off.
Now, Theerak was left with only a pair of white underwear clinging to his body. He bit his lip tightly as he glanced at the bulge straining beneath the fabric. When Muenfah stared at the center of his body and chuckled in his throat, the heat spreading through Theerak’s body gathered into a ball and rushed to his cheeks. He quickly closed his legs and covered the swollen area with his hands. He felt like he couldn’t handle Muenfah—he couldn’t resist the taller man’s fiery passion at all.
“Theerak… move your hands, please.”
“I… I can’t take it anymore, Phii Fah.”
Muenfah used his hands to part Theerak’s legs and positioned himself between them. He pressed a gentle kiss to Theerak’s lips before pulling back and brushing the hair from his forehead with one hand.
“You know, right, that if you don’t want this… I won’t do it?”
Theerak nodded. He still kept his hands covering his sensitive spot, replying softly, “Y-Yes…”
“But if you don’t move your hands, how can I help you…?”
Muenfah leaned down, pressing his nose to Theerak’s cheek to nuzzle it. The warm breath against his ear let Theerak hear the other man’s heavy breathing. He realized he wasn’t the only one struggling—Muenfah was desperate to help him and could barely hold back either.
“I won’t get hurt, right, Phii Fah?”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before saying, “You won’t get hurt, little one.”
“…”
“But I might die…”
“…”
Muenfah nibbled on his lips with his teeth before saying, “If I really do it with you, I might go crazy and die right then.”
“Phii Fah…” Theerak called out, his heart pounding so hard from Muenfah’s words that it felt like it might leap out of his chest.
“I didn’t think you’d be ready this fast… I didn’t even buy any gel to keep at the condo.”
“W-What do we do without gel, then?”
“You need to move your hands first, and I will show you.”
“…”
“Theerak…”
“I trust you.”
At this moment, Theerak had completely surrendered his heart. The pleading look in Muenfah’s eyes made him unable to resist either. Muenfah made him feel just how much he wanted to touch his body. Theerak had never thought he’d crave anyone’s touch.
But today…
He wanted Muenfah’s touch.
They wanted each other.
Theerak removed both hands that were covering that area. Muenfah leaned down to kiss his lips before sliding lower. He lifted Theerak’s legs over his shoulders and pressed his full lips to the bulge. Warm breath seeped through the fabric, brushing lightly against his midsection. At this point, Theerak couldn’t tell if the rising heat in his body was from the fever or Muenfah’s touch.
Muenfah kissed repeatedly at the center of his body. Theerak tensed his stomach and felt like he couldn’t breathe each time those full lips touched him there. Perhaps knowing he was losing strength, and that the legs draped over his broad shoulders might fall to the soft bed, Muenfah used both hands to support his thighs.
Theerak panted heavily before lifting his head to look at the larger figure, whose nose was now nuzzling the inside of his thigh. Theerak bit his lip hard as Muenfah sucked and tugged with his lips to leave a mark, glancing up at him while doing so before sinking his sharp teeth in hard, as if teasing him to the point of breathlessness.
“Ah! Phii Fah… it hurts.”
Muenfah withdrew his sharp teeth and pressed a soothing kiss. Theerak now believed that quiet people really did act more than they spoke. The larger figure lowered his legs and removed his underwear. At that moment, Theerak felt his face burn so hot it might explode as he saw his own midsection standing erect—something he’d never seen before.
Muenfah stared at the erection and bit his lip before saying, “Naughty little thing.”
The moment he heard those words, Theerak raised both hands to cover his face. How much more was Muenfah going to embarrass him? He already felt like he’d died of shame over and over.
But the embarrassment began to fade when Muenfah lifted his legs back over his broad shoulders. Theerak tilted his head to look at the larger figure, who was gazing back at him. His desire surged even more when a large hand moved to grasp the center of his body. As Muenfah squeezed the base, Theerak felt his breath catch, his flesh trembling in Muenfah’s hand.
Theerak gripped the bedsheets tightly again as Muenfah brought the center of his body to the tip of his wet tongue. He felt some liquid begin to seep out when Muenfah did that.
“Kid…”
“Ah!! Phii Fah, don’t press…”
Muenfah used his thumb to rub circles around the tip. Theerak dropped his head onto the pillow, trying to steady himself, but the warm sensation from the mouth enveloping the middle of his body shattered his composure. He tilted his head back, gasping for air, as Muenfah slowly slid his lips up and down. His breathing grew ragged and heavy, and the faster Muenfah moved, the more Theerak’s stomach clenched until it ached.
Theerak lifted his head to look at the person working his lips along the center of his body. Both of his hands reached out to grab the chocolatecolored hair, his fingers threading through the soft strands and gripping tightly as waves of pleasure hit him from the full lips sliding from base to tip.
“Ugh… Phii Fah…”
The smaller one let out a moan, unable to hold back his sounds any longer. After hearing his name called, Muenfah sucked hard, making Theerak tremble all over. Muenfah kneaded his thighs while slowing the rhythm of his movements. Theerak’s mind went blank, a white haze overtaking him. He pressed his head back into the pillow and arched his hips to meet the full lips trying to take him down to the base. He didn’t understand why his body responded to Muenfah like this, but he figured it must be an instinct buried within everyone.
As he arched his hips toward those full lips, Muenfah used both hands to spread his legs even wider. The taller one quickened the pace of his mouth again. Theerak’s breathing turned into rapid gasps once more, and he felt something building, drawing closer.
“M-Phii Fah… ugh, I’m going to…”
“…”
Theerak was on the verge of release—just a few more repeats of that motion—but everything came to a halt when Muenfah gave one final hard suck and pulled away.
“Ugh… Phii Fah.” Theerak whined in frustration, twisting his body uncomfortably as something felt stuck inside him.
“It was so close… I was about to feel relieved, Phii Fah.”
The smaller one felt clear tears trickle from the corners of his eyes. He wasn’t crying out of sadness—it was the kind of tears that came from the overwhelming sensation of nearing release. Theerak lifted his head to look at the taller figure, who met his gaze.
“Not yet… you can’t finish yet.”
“Ughhh… why not?”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before lowering Theerak’s legs from his broad shoulders and kneeling upright. He looked at him with a sly glint in his eyes. Muenfah spread Theerak’s legs even wider, then used his thumb to gently massage the area at the back.
Theerak finally understood why he hadn’t finished yet…
“Mm… my good Muenfah.”
“Yes, na khrap.”
This touch from Muenfah made him feel pain, yet there was pleasure mixed in too. Muenfah used his thumb to rub repeatedly, pressing harder and harder. Theerak thought that if the center of his body were touched at the same time, it would feel even better. He only thought it to himself, but his good Muenfah seemed to read his mind. The free hand moved to gently stroke the trembling flesh.
“Your naughty little thing is shaking.”
“Ah!! Don’t do that, my good Muenfah.”
“Why not?”
Tears welled up in Theerak’s eyes when Muenfah did that. He pressed both thumbs hard against the tip of Theerak’s midsection and the sensitive spot at the back. It stung sharply for a split second, but what lingered was a burning, tingling sensation.
“…”
“Does it feel good?”
Theerak bit his lip and nodded. “…”
Muenfah, kneeling, smirked before pulling both hands away. He then used his middle finger to scoop some clear fluid from his full lips and brought it to the vivid-colored entrance.
“Little one…”
“Mm… y-yes, my good Muenfah.”
“I love you Theerak…”
Theerak let his head fall back onto the pillow, tilting his face up and parting his lips to gasp for air as the long finger invaded his rear passage. He felt so full he could barely breathe. Muenfah’s touch was both gentle and fiery at once. Theerak didn’t know why he responded to him so willingly, without the slightest thought of refusal.
It must be because… Every touch they shared Came from love.
Theerak let out another unintentional moan as the long finger began moving in and out slowly. “…Mm, Muenfah of mine.”
“Muenfah of yours… I will belong only to you Theerak.”
Muenfah shifted up to his chest while still moving his finger in and out. Those full lips licked at his peak for a moment before sliding up to kiss his neck, then pressing against his lips. Theerak closed his eyes and wrapped both arms tightly around the thick neck. His breathing grew rapid as the long finger sped up.
“Mm… ah!! Phii Fah.”
And he felt like his soul left his body when the long finger pulled out completely and thrust back in with force. The playful culprit showed no guilt as Theerak jolted and let out a high-pitched cry. Muenfah laughed with delight before pressing a kiss to his temple to soothe him.
“Just practice for now… the real thing will be even stronger.”
“Phii Fah!…I can’t take it anymore—it’s so tight, I can’t handle it!” “…”
Muenfah flashed him that same smile, leaned down, and pressed a kiss to his lips. Without saying a word, he withdrew his fingers and thrust back in forcefully once more.
“Ah!! Ah… Phii Fah…”
And Muenfah repeated it several times. Theerak admitted it only hurt the first time—after that, the sensation felt so good he couldn’t describe it. He stared at the man above him, jaw clenched tight. Muenfah’s heavy breathing was palpable. The taller man leaned down, nuzzling his neck, and whispered softly.
“You’re so warm…” Muenfah growled low in his throat before continuing, “You’re gripping me too tight.”
“Mmm… I—Ah!! Sorry.”
Theerak heard the growl in Muenfah’s throat, as if he were suppressing his own surging emotions. At that moment, Theerak’s mind went blank again. Muenfah pulled his fingers out, shifted to sit against the headboard, and pulled Theerak to straddle his lap.
“Phii Fah…”
“Khrapom.”
Muenfah was trying to control his breathing. He knew his own desire was climbing uncontrollably. His sharp eyes traced over the naked body straddling his lap. His mind urged him to push Theerak back onto the bed and thrust his hardened length into that tight passage. When Muenfah had slipped his fingers into that snug space, Theerak’s clenching and squeezing nearly drove him over the edge.
But his overwhelming love made him want to cherish the person on his lap. Muenfah gazed into Theerak’s eyes, now brimming with clear tears around the edges. Droplets stained his long lashes. Muenfah slid his hand to touch the flushed cheek, gently brushing his thumb over those bright red lips. “It’s not that you belong to me… it’s that I belong to you.”
“…”
“Your boyfriend will make you happy, okay?”
With that, Muenfah moved one hand to knead the round curve of Theerak’s backside. Theerak bit his lip and lowered his eyes—he knew he was shy. Muenfah used his other hand to grasp the smaller length in the center of Theerak’s body, smaller than his own hand. He leaned forward, kissed the smooth forehead once, and began moving his hand.
Muenfah slid his hand up and down in a slow, steady rhythm before speeding up as he noticed the smaller man’s breathing quicken. Theerak wrapped both arms around his neck and tilted his head back. Muenfah watched the egg-white eyelids, now tightly shut, and the bright red lips parted slightly. The jet-black hair was damp with sweat. The once-pale, smooth skin of the smaller man was now flushed red all over.
Theerak unconsciously arched his hips to meet the motion when Muenfah switched back to a slow, deliberate pace from the fast, forceful one. At that moment, Muenfah had to restrain himself fiercely. The smaller man halfopened his eyes to meet his gaze, bit his lip hard, and let out a moan.
“…Mmm, Muenfah of mine.”
Muenfah smirked. He loved it when Theerak called him by his full name because the smaller one acted so cute. So, Muenfah gave him the fast, strong rhythm he liked. Theerak closed his eyes again and unintentionally let a small smile slip out. Muenfah knew right away it wasn’t on purpose—it was his touch making Theerak happy.
“Like this, huh?”
“Mmm, I like it…”
“Give a reward to your good Muenfah, then.”
Theerak, whose breathing was starting to falter, looked up to meet his gaze before planting a quick kiss on his lips. He gripped Muenfah’s hair with one hand, tugging hard enough to hurt. Muenfah let out a soft “Heh” from his throat.
“You’re pulling my hair again…”
“…”
“Feels good, right?”
Theerak nodded while panting heavily as the hand moved faster. “Y-Yeah… it feels good.”
“I think your close.”
Muenfah could feel the hardness and tension in his midsection, along with Theerak’s ragged breathing. He leaned in close to the smaller one, pressing his forehead against the other’s. Muenfah glanced down at his own hand gripping his lover’s midsection, moving up and down quickly. He knew Theerak was watching the same scene.
“P-Phii Fah…”
“Yes, I know.”
His other large hand unintentionally squeezed the round backside hard as he sped up, making the smaller one moan loudly. Theerak paused his breathing, then tensed and shuddered, releasing onto his hand and stomach. The smaller one panted exhaustedly, resting his face on Muenfah’s shoulder as if drained. Hot breaths from the sick boy brushed against his neck. Muenfah kissed the spot and spoke in a husky voice.
“I love you Phii Fah…”
“I love you Theerak too.”
“…”
Muenfah let the sick one rest for a bit. Soon, Theerak pulled away from the embrace and looked at his hand. Now fully aware, he blushed with embarrassment and moved both hands to cover his midsection.
“Naughty little thing must’ve been holding it in for a while.”
“…”
“It’s all over my hand.”
“Phii Fah…”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat, seeing the smaller one too shy to meet his eyes. He reached for some wet wipes by the bed to clean his hand and stomach.
“I’m sorry… for getting you dirty.”
“…”
“It’s messy too.”
“It’s not dirty…” Muenfah said before kissing the thin lips. “…If it were dirty, how could I swallow your love juice?”
Theerak’s eyes widened before he asked, “W-When did you… swallow my stuff?”
Muenfah shook his head with a laugh. He looked at the smaller one waiting for an answer. Muenfah took both of Theerak’s hands away and helped clean the middle of his body, then replied “Do you think when I slid a finger into your back… I only used saliva?”
“…”
“Back then, your love juice was already spilling out a lot… I swallowed quite a bit.”
“…”
“And what was left in my mouth, I used it instead of lube…”
Muenfah laughed even harder when he saw the smaller one raise his hands to cover his face, only to quickly pull them back, probably realizing he’d just touched himself down there.
“Next time, you aren’t allowed to do this again, okay?”
“Do what… with my hands or my mouth?”
“I-I mean… don’t swallow my stuff.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s not food… you absolutely can’t eat it again.”
“Then one day, Theerak, you’ll realize…” Muenfah lifted the smaller one’s chin to meet his gaze, “…that you will likes swallowing my stuff too.”
“Muen! Fah!”
Muenfah laughed before guiding the smaller one to lie back on the bed. He got up to grab his own shirt for Theerak to wear. The smaller one, still shy from his words, curled up under the blanket. So, Muenfah helped dress him. Once he’d finished tending to the shy, sick boy, Muenfah reluctantly had to tell Theerak the truth.
“Theerak…”
“Yes…” Theerak replied softly.
“I am still aroused…” Standing by the bed, he leaned down to kiss the smaller one before continuing, “Can you stay alone for a bit?”
“W-Where are you going, Phii Fah?” Theerak pulled the blanket up to his chest, making him chuckle. He was probably afraid Muenfah might do something again, but also didn’t want him to leave.
“I am going to the bathroom.”
“…”
“I need to take care of myself first.”
“Like…”
“I haven’t released even once yet.”
“I’m sorry…”
“Don’t overthink it… I’ll be right back.”
“Okay…”
Muenfah walked over to grab a towel and clothes, preparing to change into something fresh. He could handle his own feelings. Muenfah didn’t think there was anything embarrassing about taking care of himself, especially since his lover wasn’t ready for that yet. He’d rather be patient and find a solution together.
If he had to force Theerak just for his own satisfaction He’d rather help himself instead…
Muenfah went into the bathroom to take care of things and came out after a while. He saw the smaller figure now fast asleep. Muenfah walked over and sat beside Theerak, placing the back of his hand on his forehead to check his temperature.
“Looks like the medicine from the pharmacy really works… his fever’s gone down.”
“…”
He pulled the blanket up to cover the smaller figure’s neck, then grabbed his phone and stepped out onto the balcony. Muenfah sighed as he looked at someone’s number before pressing the call button.
[What’s up, Fah?]
“…”
[Has Rak’s fever gone down?]
“His fever’s gone down.”
[What’s he doing now?]
“He’s asleep.”
[Oh… when he wakes up, you can take him home, Fah. We’re done with class and heading back now.]
“Babe…”
[…]
“…”
[I…]
“…”
[It’s not what I’m thinking, right?]
“Not to the extent you are imagining.”
[Fah!!…Hey, Dom, look at your friend! Doing that to my little brother—I still can’t get over it!]
Muenfah tried to stifle a laugh. Poor Dom was taking the blame for him.
[Honey, it’s normal to have a little bit of that. Even that night we slept together, I left a mark on you, didn’t I?]
“…”
[Dom!!!!…Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I’ll stop talking.]
“Babe… calm down.”
[…]
“I just helped him out, let him release…”
[Did you tease him into getting aroused, Fah?]
“No… he got aroused when I was wiping him down.”
[…]
“We didn’t go that far with him… to be honest, we haven’t had sex yet.”
[…]
“I just helped him externally.”
[Ah, mmm]
“But I admit there were moments I couldn’t hold back… so I left some marks.”
[…]
“I called to confess to Babe because I didn’t want you to feel bad… if you saw the marks on him.”
[…]
“When he wakes up, I’ll take him back home.”
[Even though I’m still not over it… I’m not mad at you Fah.]
“…”
[I even want to thank you for taking such good care of Theerak and understanding me this much.]
“…”
[Thank you, Fah.]
“Yes.”
[But… if there’s a next time, please let me prepare myself a bit in advance, okay?]
Muenfah laughed before replying, “Yes.”
After hanging up with Babe, Muenfah returned to the room to check the smaller man’s temperature again before heading out to cook some porridge for the sick guy. Muenfah smirked as he poured the porridge into a bowl. He thought back to when the smaller man sat naked on his lap.
Man, I really wanted to devour him.
Whenever you’re ready, little one you’ll pass out on my chest for sure…
#However Many Thousand Skies
“I don’t want to eat porridge at all.”
“You have to eat, little one, so you can take your next dose of medicine.”
“My throat hurts…”
Theerak spoke before moving his hand to rub his thigh. Besides his sore throat, he was hurting elsewhere too. His backside ached a little—probably because Muenfah had thrust his fingers in so hard, so many times. While he was sleeping earlier, Muenfah had secretly applied some kind of ointment to his backside, but it still hurt. Plus, the inner flesh where Muenfah had bitten him was sore too.
“Besides your throat, does it hurt anywhere else?”
Theerak nodded hesitantly. “My backside hurts… and where you bit me.”
“I’m sorry, okay? Next time, I’ll go easier.”
“Why does you like biting?”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before saying, “Because I want to hear
Theerak call out my name.”
“Ugh! You pervert!”
“Little one… eat your porridge quickly.”
“I really don’t want to eat it, okay? Phii Fah, you eat it.”
“How about we take turns eating a bite each, then?”
Theerak shook his head in refusal, but Muenfah didn’t care. He scooped up some porridge and held it to his mouth. Theerak let out a big sigh before reluctantly taking the spoonful. After he ate one bite, the larger man scooped some porridge into his own mouth. Theerak watched as Muenfah slid the spoon in and slowly pulled it out. At that moment, a naughty image of the two of them flashed into his mind. Theerak quickly lowered his eyes, scolding himself for thinking about something lewd while eating. But the chuckle from the larger man’s throat made him realize…
Muenfah was deliberately making him think of that moment.
The moment when he had devoured that part of him.
“P-Phii Fah!”
“Yes, na khrap.” Muenfah said, laughing.
“You’re teasing me on purpose, aren’t you?!”
Muenfah leaned in, pressing his nose to him with a loud sniff, and asked, “So what were you thinking about, huh?”
“I -I… wasn’t thinking about anything!”
“Really?”
“Phii Fah!”
“Heh.”
“We’re eating right now… you shouldn’t be thinking about that…”
“About when we ate each other… right?”
Theerak felt his face heat up. He crossed his arms and glared at the cheeky
Muenfah. “Phii Fah won’t get to eat me again!”
“I can hold back… but don’t you come begging to eat me.”
“I would never beg to eat you Phii Fah!”
“…”
“I swear on the honor of this chubby puppy!”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before scooping more porridge to feed him.
Theerak sighed again, eating the porridge while subtly rubbing his backside. His left cheek hurt because Muenfah had squeezed it so hard.
Now Rak believed his dad…
This chubby puppy got devoured by the tiger until he was exhausted.
T___T
#However Many Thousand Skies
After finishing his evening medicine, Muenfah drove him back home. Theerak looked down at his crumpled student uniform, praying this chubby puppy would survive until tomorrow. He took a deep breath before getting out of the car, but the person beside him must have sensed his worry and spoke up.
“I already called Babe about this… you don’t need to be scared.”
“W-What did Phii Babe say?”
“She freaked out a little at first, but she understands now.”
“Ugh… this chubby puppy’s neck is done for!” Theerak whimpered in his throat and lifted his uniform shirt with one hand to show the bruises Muenfah had left all over him. “Look at this… you left evidence everywhere!”
Muenfah chuckled in his throat before helping button up the shirt for the smaller one, who looked worried. “I won’t let anyone scold you.”
“I’m definitely going to get beaten to death.”
“If anyone tries to hit you… tell them to hit me instead.”
“…”
“A kiss on the head, okay?”
Muenfah pulled him into a comforting hug. Not long after, he let go and kissed him on the lips.
“I’m heading off now, alright?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“If anything happens, call me right away, okay?”
“Okay…”
Theerak leaned forward to give his boyfriend a quick kiss before getting out of the car. He sat down in front of the glass door to take off his shoes. His hands were trembling with nerves. Theerak wiped the sweat from his forehead before stepping into the house, trying to sneak past Grandpa, who was sitting on the sofa.
“Back already, Theerak?”
“Y-Yes, Grandpa.”
“Babe said you weren’t feeling well. How are you now?…Come here and let me check you.”
Whenever he was sick, Grandpa liked to lift his shirt and check his temperature by feeling his stomach. But his dear boyfriend had left marks all over him. If Grandpa saw, he’d probably have a shock severe enough to land him back in the hospital.
“My fever’s gone down, Grandpa.”
“Then why are your clothes all wrinkled like that?”
“…”
“Did you go wrestle with a dog somewhere, Theerak?”
Theerak swallowed hard before saying, “I went wrestling with a tiger, so it’s a little messy.”
Grandpa furrowed his brows slightly before nodding as if he understood.
“That must’ve been exhausting. Go upstairs and rest.”
Grandpa…
You’re just pretending to understand, right?
T___T
“I’ll head up now, Grandpa.”
Theerak climbed the stairs with a knot of worry in his chest, wondering the whole way where Phii Babe might be waiting for him. When he opened the door to his room, he saw his lovely older sister sitting in her usual spot—his favorite chair—with Phii Dom sitting on the floor, playing with his phone.
“Back already, you little troublemaker?”
“P-Phii Babe…”
“Come here right now…”
Phii Babe waved him over. With no way to escape, Theerak had to approach his older sister. As soon as he stopped in front of her, she lifted his shirt. Her wide, round eyes grew even bigger when she saw the numerous bruises on his body. Phii Dom, sitting on the floor, looked up and blinked rapidly, as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
“Uh, Fah… damn, he is that bad?”
“You… hand it over…”
Phii Babe pulled his shirt back down and reached out to Phii Dom. Theerak thought she was surely asking her boyfriend to fetch a stick to beat him with, no doubt. He was about to raise his hands to plead with her not to fight, but he froze when he saw Phii Dom hand her some smelling salts instead.
She opened the cap and took a deep inhale. Phii Dom quickly stood up, grabbed some paper from the desk, and fanned her immediately. Right now, Phii Babe looked like she was about to faint.
“Honey… want some aromatic herbs?”
“Dom… I’m really going to faint. Did you just see what I saw?”
“Yes… it’s really bruised there.”
“Enough… don’t remind me.”
Theerak plopped down on the floor and wrapped both arms around his sister’s legs. He looked up at Phii Babe, who was still sniffing the salts. Phii Dom nodded at him, signaling him to keep being sweet.
“I am sorry. me and Phii Fah didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“I’m not mad… I just wasn’t prepared.”
“…”
“Is there anywhere else I haven’t seen?”
Theerak let go of her legs and spread his own apart, pointing to the inner thigh. “There’s a bite mark here.”
“O_O”
“O_O”
“…”
“Honey… can I have some of that too?”
Phii Babe shook her head and passed the smelling salts to Phii Dom, who was standing behind her. “I’m really going to pass out.”
“Fah… that’s too much.”
“Phii Fah didn’t mean it…”
“Defending him again? I’ll pinch you until you’re greener than you already are.”
“Wahhh… I am sorry! I was just scared you would be mad at Phii Fah.”
Phii Babe sighed before continuing, “…Next time you do anything, make sure everything’s prepared. I’ll brace myself too.”
“Okay…”
“Honey, let’s go rest downstairs.”
“Mm.”
“I’ll brew some aromatic herbs for you.”
“Brew some for yourself too.”
Theerak watched the inseparable couple walk out of the room. He stood up to his full height and flopped onto the soft bed. However, the vibration of his phone in his pants pocket made him reach in to check it.
‘My Boyfriend’
Seeing the name on the screen, Theerak quickly answered the call without hesitation.
“My boyfriend… do you know you almost made Phii Babe and Phii Dom faint?”
[Heh… really?]
“Because of the marks you left, that’s why.”
[You didn’t get spanked, did you?]
“No, I didn’t.”
[I was worried, so I called to check. I was afraid you’d get in trouble.]
“No one would dare spank the chubby pup.”
Theerak smiled faintly as he heard the familiar laugh.
[Don’t forget to take your medicine before bed, okay?]
“Yes…”
[No fever anymore, right?]
“I think it’s gone. I don’t feel cold or have a headache anymore either.”
[Okay, good.]
“Has you reached the restaurant yet?”
[Traffic’s a little bad, so not yet.]
Drive safely, okay, Phii Fah? And when you get to the shop, send me a
LINE message to tell me, alright?”
[Khrapom.]
“A kiss for you, Phii Fah.”
[I love you, little one.]
“And I love you Phii Fah too.”
Theerak hung up from Muenfah, thinking…
Theerak loves this Muenfah… his same good guy as always.
TBC
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