MYENGINEER, SPECIAL CHAPTER 4: Happy Thai New Year
[Bohn]
“Squeeeeeeee, he’s so freaking handsome!!”
“Squeeeeeeee, I want that one, damn!!”
“You’re looking at the guy in black, oh my, I’m dying because of these hot guys!!”
“No, you! It’s the guy in yellow, he’s so damn hot!”
Don’t be alarmed…it’s just the sound of trans women screaming when they see handsome guys, especially when we come in a group like this. They’ve gone wild with excitement.
“Damn, Boss, scream with us!” ing nudged his close friend. Right now, we’re walking around with big water guns, me, Duen, Bom, Merk, Boss, Tee, King, Phu, Ram, King, Tang the junior, Tang the senior. That’s the whole crew. We’re at a popular spot where teenagers love to come and play with water, there are no cars passing through here. Or rather, cars can’t pass through.
“You want that, huh? They’ll think I’m too eager.” Boss pretended to be shy, he’s dressed just as flamboyantly as Bihn, with a yellow monkeyshaped water gun slung over his back, a pink Hello Kitty shirt, and short banana-patterned shorts. Are they too short…sigh, Phii Boss, the beautiful disciple of Bihn, beautiful in a way that’s hard to handle.
“Yeah, just a little bit.”
“Is that okay…I’m embarrassed.”
“Huh-”
“Scream, all this is my husband, don’t look.” What does ‘embarrassed’ mean in your dictionary? Why are you acting so dramatic? Look, look how he’s hugging his husband’s arm and shaking like he’s jealous, Merk is standing there like a good pillar…not moving, not speaking, looking bored.
“You bastard, hahaha.” We all pushed his head back and forth, but he didn’t mind, he even laughed. When a guy screams like that, it’s indescribably over the top.
“Be careful, Phii Merk might get mad, bro.” Phu shouted after him, still holding two skewers of grilled meatballs in his hand. This guy is so capable, even drenched with water, he can still eat meatballs like nothing happened, even though the ones in his hand were already soggy and faded.
Today is Songkran, the Thai New Year, so we all gathered to play in the water. Except for Boss, everyone dressed up nicely, but no matter how he dresses, people still look. It’s strange, when a tough-looking guy dresses like this, people usually criticize, but when it’s someone good-looking, the reaction is, ‘That’s funny,’ or ‘He must be a playful guy, so cute.’ Hehe…
“I won’t get mad, right, dear?” Boss hugged his husband’s arm tighter, rubbing his head back and forth like a spoiled child…spoiling it.
“…”
“Bohn, Bohn.” I looked down at Duen, who was tugging at my shirt. Today he wore a light blue and cream striped T-shirt, knee-length basketball shorts, and flip-flops, believe it or not, just that outfit made him look cute.
“Hmm?”
“I want some grilled meatballs.” He said, pointing to a nearby stall where many young people were queuing. Meatballs, huh? I kind of want some too.
“Uh, I’ll go with you.”
“Hey, it’s okay, I can go alone.”
“I’m free.”
“Alright, it’s your business.” He nodded in resignation. At first, it was just him and me who were hungry, but then, we all split up to buy food and decided to meet at a nearby bench instead. Understand, eating is a big deal, right?
“Ugh…”
“Where are all these people coming from?”
“It’s like they’re protesting or something.” I guess this stall must be really good because the one next door also sells meatballs but hardly anyone goes there.
“Want to eat somewhere else?” I suggested. I didn’t want him to wait long; he didn’t have breakfast this morning, though I told him to eat. He said others would wait…wait for what? At that time, King was still sleeping under a tree.
“Huh, wait for it.” He shook his head before smiling at me. I smiled back, playfully tilting his head with my hand. I’ve been with him for quite a few months now, and he gets cuter every day, to the point where I don’t want him to go far from me. I’m afraid I might miss him even for a moment, but he rejects everyone. So, I feel somewhat reassured.
I sneak a look at his face. Recently, Tingting has been selling cream. She likes to use friends from our group to make review clips for her Facebook, which actually sells pretty well. I’m happy for Ting for her success in work…but not one hundred percent happy because Duen is one of those filming the review videos! I don’t know how good that cream is, but when Duen uses it, his face becomes dazzlingly white. He was already fair, but now he’s stunningly, almost blindingly white. So white that even with the lights off, I can see where he is.
Okay, I’m exaggerating.
But Duen really has gotten whiter, and it’s very annoying because when he’s whiter, his face looks clearer, when his face gets clearer, he looks more handsome, and when he looks more handsome, girls try to flirt with him, when girls flirt, guys follow, and when guys follow, I get jealous!!
“Did you apply sunscreen?” I asked when I noticed his face starting to turn red. Even though I don’t like people flirting with him, I don’t hate him having good skin. I actually like it, and if such nice skin gets tanned, it would be a waste.
“No, why apply? I’m already manly, just a kidodo is enough.”
“Your skin will get damaged.” I touched the red parts of his face with my finger. It’s not very red, but if left like this for longer, who knows.
“Forget it, I want it to get a bit tanner, foreigners like it, hehe.” “Why do you need foreigners to like it?” I asked coldly.
“…”
“Are you planning to cheat? Watch out, Duen.”
“No. Not cheating, just joking.” Duen’s voice softened as he looked up at me, now he knows how to act cute, but he doesn’t do it all the time, mostly when I’m angry or when he wants something badly.
“I don’t like it anyway, come here, I’ll put sunscreen on you.” I pulled him closer by the shoulder, knowing he definitely wouldn’t have applied any cream. That’s why I brought some this morning, just in case, and it’s really needed now. “You brought it with you…you’re so into cosmetics.”
“I’m not into cosmetics for myself, I’m into them for you…my dear boyfriend.”
After saying that, I lightly tapped his nose in a playful manner. His face turned even redder when I did that, and I could hear the women in front of us and her friend squealing softly.
“Damn…I think I want a boyfriend like that!”
The girl in front hit her friend’s arm, struggling to keep from smiling. She looked like she was probably in high school.
“I feel the same, he’s so cute, I’m obsessed.” her friend said with a dreamy expression…or maybe it was jealousy. I like listening to these girls talk; it’s really funny. Everything they say seems amusing and cute.
“He even has a mole on his nose, if I had a husband like that, I wouldn’t take him out, I’d keep him all to myself.” the bespectacled girl next to her said, biting down on the squid in her hand…calm down, little one, I feel sorry for the squid. But…with them talking like this, looking like that, why not come over and chat?
“If I had a boyfriend like that…I’d already have one kid.” said the girl with the bow in her hair, touching her own chest.
“We already have two.” I replied with a smile, and Duen didn’t say anything. I don’t know if he’s resigned or what, but ever since we’ve been dating, he’s stopped complaining about kids, which is good because now everyone knows…
This idiot…is the mother of my kids, hehe.
“Scream! Did you hear that, Uten?” The girl with the bow shook her friend’s arm…huh, little one, do you know you have to change your name to something more international when you’re in this scene?
“I heard it, you hernia, I’m jealous, I’m jealous.” Uten shook her stick of sausage back and forth…wait a minute. Why are you bringing sausage to play in Songkran water?
“Do you need a side wife, big brother? I’m pretty cool.” said the girl with glasses, half-joking, before biting her lip. Duen couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Kids these days are cute, unlike my generation which was super shy.
“No, the one I have is cool enough that I don’t want another…plus, an engineering guy loves only one.”
“Oh, you bastard, you study engineering too? I want one, one, one.”
“Really, love only one? Your partner is lucky.” Duen teased while looking away, believe me, his smile was wide. “Yeah, they’re super lucky, but I’m luckier.” I said, then raised my hand to brush his hair behind his ear. Duen’s hair is getting long, huh? Next week I’m free, I should take him for a haircut. “Why?”
“Because my partner is you.”
“You’re good at sweet-talking.” Duen said, but his face was all smiles. When he does things like this, it makes me want to wrestle him down, does he even realize there’s someone here who’s head over heels for him…and that person is standing right here.
“You don’t like it?”
“I like it, haha.”
“Hehe.”
“Wow…I thought you guys were dead.” Tee teased when I and Duen walked to the bench. Everyone had different snacks, but Tee had the most, by far…can you eat some normal stuff, Tee? What’s with…where did you get those durians from, I don’t mind you eating them, but why put some strange, dark liquid on them? Who the hell sells this! And look at him eating, is it that good?
“Sitting here, I can see the sweet aura attracting ants, people in the line behind are probably choking on their jealousy.” No one’s choking, Bom. Just a bit jealous, that’s all.
“So where are we going next?” Boss asked while lying on Merk’s lap, eating pineapple and chewing noisily, occasionally feeding his boyfriend…why don’t you scold this behavior? “I want to go to the open square, bro. They say there are a lot of girls, I want to go, hehe.” Phii Tang’s code junior said, his face looking really sly, why doesn’t his senior teach him manners…here.
“I want to go too, Phu, tag me!” And they tagged hands, now I know why he doesn’t teach him, they’re the same…
“Let’s go, there are lots of foreigners. That’s why I like it.” Our group has become very close these days. Before, they were too shy to say these things to us, but now they’re all open, which is good, it’s genuine.
Once we agreed, we all headed to the destination, on the way, there were some fights (?) with others, it was fun. Boss got his pants groped, he complained all the way, ‘Why isn’t there a law to protect men’s balls? That guy just now squeezed mine, I, Merk, have been violated,’ and then he hugged his boyfriend.
Men are such pitiable creatures…
“Wow, so many people.” Tee exclaimed, there were really a lot of people, both foreigners and Thais. Most of them were familiar to me since they’re students from my university. “Who should I spray water on?” Duen muttered, scanning the area, and seeing that, I smiled.
“You don’t have to spray anyone, and also, don’t let anyone spray you…because I’m the only one who gets to spray you with water.”
“Bohn, you’re possessive, aren’t you?” He came over and nudged my shoulder lightly, his eyebrows furrowed but his face was red, the others looked at us mockingly, please, I’m used to it.
“Ha ha ha.”
“Can I splash water on you?”
A young girl with a pink bucket walked towards King, Shred, damn, King is so hot today, wearing a black tank top and navy blue sports shorts up to his knees. He looks somewhat similar to Ram, but Ram wore a sleeveless top, cut low to almost his waist, showing off beautiful tattoos, so cool.
“You can splash if you hit my body…but don’t splash my heart, because every time someone does…there’s no one to take care of this heart.”
“Ooohhhhhhh!” We all cheered and teased him, making that girl blush out of embarrassment.
“Nice line, King.” I said softly with a smile, King made a playful face and allowed the girl to splash him, or rather, flick water at him. She didn’t splash with the whole bucket; she just dipped her hand and flicked it gently.
“Be careful, King…”
“It’s just a little, don’t get mad, it’s Songkran.”
Let them go. I turned to look at Duen, who was kneeling, playing with water with a chubby-cheeked kid. How dare you play with my wife, you chubby one! Just wait, you, hehe…I told you, aside from relatives and kids who look like Duen, all other kids in the world are just children.
“Look at this!” The chubby kid sprayed a lot of water at Duen, but my partner didn’t get mad because he sprayed back even more with his large, high-pressure water gun. So, you’re teasing the kid?
“Die, Tee, haha!” Are you trying to kill the kid, Duen?
“Huh? Who called me?” Tee asked, stopping his hand that was smearing powder on an old lady in a tube top. Apart from his strange taste in food…does he have strange taste in people too?
“No one, Duen is playing with a kid.” I shouted back, and he nodded before returning to what he was doing. Meanwhile, I scanned the crowd that had come together.
King and Ram were spraying water at each other as if it were a life-ordeath battle, oh hey! King is about to hit Ram with the water gun!…Do you guys think this is a battlefield or what?
Phu and Tang the senior were checking out the figures of the girls in front, then they nodded to each other and clicked their tongues…those pervs.
Boss and Merk were…standing and enjoying a large stick of sausage amidst the crowd of people playing water with wild abandon, so chill. But where did you guys get that sausage from?
Even Tang the junior and Bom were powdering each other, the atmosphere was super cute, with laughter ringing out…the guys watching were stunned. No one would guess that two-thirds of them are guys, huh? You’ve fallen into a trap, you fools.
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While I was lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice the assassin next to me, who sprayed water at me without mercy. He hasn’t stopped yet, come on, let’s do this.
“Hahaha.” Instead of feeling remorse, he sprayed even harder, like it was an M16 or something.
“Duen, you dare spray water at me?” I asked in a deep, mock-serious tone, lifting my water gun to spray back. You don’t know what you’re doing, huh? Who do you think you’re playing with? I’m your husband.
“Yeah, your face looks so shocked, haha, hey!”
“Hahaha.”
“Are you declaring war on me, Bohn, damn!” After that, you can probably guess what happened. Me and Duen were at war, neither of us giving in, he’s such a cheat, even using the water gun to hit me, this group…they love violence.
“Phew, out of water.” Duen shook his water gun to check the remaining amount.
“Serves you right.” We’ve been at it for a while, and he was spraying a lot each time.
“Hey, hey, Bohn, help me, Tee is going to kill me!!”
I turned towards Bom’s call, only to see him running very fast with Tee hot on his heels, I’ve found an Olympian, soon I’ll send him to compete with other countries.
“What’s up?” I asked when Bom ran to hide behind Duen.
“Damn, Tee’s going to kill me.” Running this fast means he must have done something. From the look of it, it doesn’t seem like it’s anything good. “What did you do?”
“Just…a little something.” I doubt it was just a little.
“Phew…come here, damn Bom.”
“Don’t do it!” Bom protested as he was dragged away by his collar. At the same time, he tried to shake off Tee’s grip, looking quite pitiful…may you rest in peace, friend.
“Hey, what is Phii Tee going to do to Phii Bom?”
“Duen should ask what he did to me first.”
“Uh, then what did Phii Bom do to Phii Tee?” You too.
“He ran to tell that ladyboy that I like her.” Tee pointed to one of the trans women…she had hair, large, strong-looking legs that could probably knock down a mammoth with one kick.
“That’s all?” Even if she looks scary, just saying you like her isn’t much.
“Not just that! I got my ass grabbed, ugh, my butt is numb. You’re dead, Bom!!”
“Hey, aaaaahhhhhhhhh!” Let them go…
“Duen, let’s play with water.” Even Tang came our way, today Tang has big, fluffy braids, dressed in shorts and a pink shirt. He was dressed similarly to Duen but wearing a yellow shirt.
“My water’s gone, I used it all playing with damn Bohn.”
“Songkran is about splashing others, not just your boyfriend, what a waste!” Wait…
“Hehe, what do we do when the water runs out?” “Don’t need water.” He replied with a sly look.
“?”
“Just stand there and let guys come powder you, it’s Songkran after all, work for husbands to do, hehe.”
“Inflated…where’s the water play in that?” Ting made a face showing she was annoyed with her friend.
“Come on, join us?” Although she said no, she had a small water gun in her hand.
“No.” Huh? I was about to tell Duen, ‘You can go play water with your friend, I don’t mind,’ but I had to stop when he continued…
“?”
“I already have a husband.”
“Duen!! You bad friend, we can go just the two of us, let’s go, Tang, don’t bother with the married one, hey!” Ting walked off angrily and didn’t forget to drag Tang along, I could hear Tang protesting, ‘I’m not going!!’, but it was too late…
“Hahaha.”
“Really, you have a husband, huh…I was thinking of flirting a bit.” I pretended to ask with a sad face, Duen turned to smile teasingly and played along.
“Uh, I do.” He nodded while biting his lip as if trying not to laugh, be careful not to bite through, you. I reached up to gently touch his lip to relax it.
“Even if you have one, it’s fine, I can be the mistress.”
“No, you can’t.” That’s right, answer like that, try saying you can, I’ll make you regret it.
“Why not, I’m handsome.” After saying that, he pushed back his wet hair, raised an eyebrow playfully, and smiled cunningly. Buhn once said this move was very handsome.
“My partner is handsome too.”
Sure, your partner is very handsome, but even Go Sang-gil, that hot Korean model, can’t compare to me at all. People say he looks like me. I don’t see the resemblance, I’m much more handsome.
“I’m rich.” I rubbed my thumb against my middle finger in a gesture I’ve seen tycoons do when they’re about to take someone under their wing. “My partner is rich too.” He answered absentmindedly, hehe.
“I study engineering, you know.”
“My boyfriend studies engineering too.”
“-”
“My boyfriend is you, you idiot.”
“Cute, Happy Thai New Year, you fool, huh huh.”
“Same to you, you rascal.”
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