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I'm feeling kind of restless and like I could really use some practice with writing different stories. If anyone is interested, please put your request in the comments.

Decided to put this in the fandom of every series I've watched so far. A bit more than I thought, lol.

Love in the air
Semantic error
Our dating sim
The eclipse
Step by step
Where your eyes linger
Bad buddy
Bed friend
Love tractor
Cherry blossoms after winter
Only friends
Roommates of Poongduck 304
Mr. Heart
Choco Milk Shake
Be my favorite
Last twilight

Things that I will NOT write about:

Incest
Pedophilia
Bestiality

Probably other things, I will decline anything I'm not comfortable with and add it to this.

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Saifah is giving Phayu a ride to the faculty-mixer, Phayu not feeling up to driving anymore after his bike broke down halfway there.
When they arrive, two guys talking and standing near the door look over when they hear the sound of Saifahs car and as soon as the taller of the two spots Phayu, he abandons the other.

Saifah and Phayu can’t hear what the smaller one says, but they can see him deflate, making an effort trying not to show it too much as he keeps standing there, probably waiting for the taller one to come back.

But the taller one keeps walking to the car and Saifah can see the subtle change in his brothers expression, he’s annoyed for sure.
As Phayu gets out of the car, with a quick thank you to Saifah, the guy instantly clings to Phayu’s side and starts chattering about who knows what.
Phayu ignores him, making sure to greet the smaller guy who’s still standing by the door and then heading inside.

The smaller one then goes and gets into what Saifah assumes is his own car.
Saifah can see him get more and more frustrated and then, his head hitting the steering-wheel, car horn blaring.
Saifah decides he might as well see if he can help. He walks over and knocks on the car window.

The window gets rolled down.

“Are you alright?”

“No...everything is pretty crappy right now to be honest.”

“Can I help?”

“Can you fix my car and my relationship?”

“Well, the car I probably can, but I’m not too sure about your relationship, are you seeing that guy who came up to Phayu and me?”

“Yeah..but Som forgets about me the second P’Phayu is around..”

“What a jerk. And my brother doesn’t even like him anyway.”

The guy sniffles. “I just wanted to have a little fun at the mixer tonight.
But of course, P’Phayu shows up and it all just goes to shit.”
He pales a little when he realizes what he said.
“It’s not your brother’s fault of course, that’s not what I’m saying…..”

“I understand. How about this, I’ll go to the mixer with you, have your car towed to my family’s garage in the meantime and we’ll make the most of it. Does that sound like a good idea?”

“Thank you, so, so much...my name is Rain by the way.”

“Saifah.”

Saifah dries Rains tears, arranges for the car to be towed by Aon and they head inside after that.

At first, Saifah feels like he’s there to make the other guy, Som, jealous. Rain throws a glance at him every so often to see if Som notices that Rain is there with someone else.

But the feeling quickly fades away as he and Rain keep talking to each other, soon not really paying attention to anyone or anything else anymore.
They share a bunch of interests, though Saifah is pretty sure Rain could get into anything, he has hundreds of hobbies and interests from the sound of it.

The party ends all too soon.

Phayu comes over to where Saifah and Rain are sitting and tells his brother that he’s going out with some of the seniors and that he’ll take a cab after.
As soon as Phayu has left, Som makes his way over to Rain. “Why have you been ignoring me all night?”

“You’re the one that ignored me all night, you always do..”

“Now Rain, don’t be unreasonable.”

“We’re over.”

“You can’t just do that.”

“I can and I did.”

“What, don’t tell me, you're into this guy now?”

“So what if I am? P’Saifah is nice and sweet, He helped me and he listened and talked to me more in the last couple of hours than you have done in months.”

“You’re such a bitch.” Som storms out.

“What an asshole.”

“Yeah..but at least now he’s not my problem anymore.”

“True.”

“We should probably get going, right?”

“Yeah, can I give you a ride anywhere?”

“I don’t want to be too forward, but do you want to hang out some more? I don’t mean...you know. I’m having such a good time with you and I don’t want it to end yet.”

Saifah realizes that Rain must have really meant it when he told Som that he’s into Saifah.
It makes something flutter inside of him. Rain is cute and interesting, they’ve talked for hours without it ever getting boring, how could he say no, why would he?

“Sure.”

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After 6 months on the job, Rain can recite every single line of Tankhuns favorite series by heart.
Working for Tankhun is usually pretty relaxed, not a lot happens inside the compound that requires Rain to actively act like a bodyguard.
Most of working for Tankhun consists of hanging out with him and dealing with his eccentric behavior.
Rain has had no trouble with this at all.

Right now, however, Tankhun is going through something and absolutely refuses to have anyone near him besides Arm and Pol.
Which leaves Rain standing outside the door.
He has been standing there for at least twenty minutes already and it doesn’t sound like Tankhun has calmed down yet.

Guarding this door is pretty pointless.

Taking note of the time, he decides to go eat.
Through his earpiece he lets Arm and Pol know where he will be going, getting a short but positive response from both of them.
He makes his way to the kitchen and enjoys his lunch.
By the time he’s done and standing in front of the door again, he’s pulled back into the room by Tankhun himself.

“I apologize Rain, I was being stupid. Anyway, you know how me and Vegas have not been getting along recently, right?”

“That’s alright and, yes, I know.”

“Today, both my nephews are coming for a visit. I am not looking forward to seeing Vegas during the family-dinner this occasion calls for.”

“Everyone else will be there too, I’m sure it will be fine.”

Tankhun huffs, not looking convinced at all.
Fortunately, at this point Pol and Arm provide a distraction asking what Tankhun will be wearing to the dinner.
The man quickly starts riffling through his clothes in search of the perfect outfit.

Rain finds himself being curious about Tankhuns nephews, Rain hasn’t met either of them before.
He gets along well with everyone in the family, so he’s not too worried about that, just excited to meet new people, as always.

The afternoon is uneventful, the most exciting thing to happen is Rain getting roped into judging Tankhuns outfits along with Arm and Pol.
By the time Tankhun is satisfied with what he’s wearing, everyone needs to hurry to make it to dinner in time.

Rain makes his way into the dining room and spots Sky already standing in his usual spot.
He gives him a small wave. Sky gives him a nod.
Rain and Sky met during their training, they’d been hired around the same time.
They get along very well, more than with any of the other guards, though Rain thinks Sky is a little too serious sometimes.
Then again, Sky probably thinks that Rain needs to be a lot more serious. Still, he’s happy to have a close friend here.

As the family makes their way over to the dining table, Rain sees one of the men he doesn’t already know walking in with Kinn and Porsche.
Then the other with Vegas and Pete...and oh….that one is so handsome!

Next thing Rain knows, everyone is laughing, Sky gives him a pointed look and the handsome guy is making his way over to Rain.

“Thank you for the compliment.”

~ Oh no ~

“I apologize Khun, I uh...I’m Rain, it’s very nice to meet you.” Rain quickly bows to the man.

“My name is Phayu. And the pleasure is all mine.” Phayu turns around and joins his fathers at the table.

Rain feels embarrassed for a while longer but focuses on doing his job nonetheless.

The dinner is going fine, Tankhun and Vegas acting a little cold toward each other, but nothing much besides that.
Rain does notice Phayu stealing glances in his direction every now and then.
And he notices the other guy trying to get Sky’s attention, Sky doing his best to ignore him.

After dinner is finished, Kinn calls both Rain and Sky over to him.

“I would like to officially introduce you, Rain, Sky, this is my son Prapai. And Vegas’ son Phayu.”

Rain and Sky bow.

“Seriously, this cute boy works as a bodyguard?” Phayu looks like he has some serious doubts about that.

“Show some respect Phayu, Rain works hard, like any other of our guards here, to keep us safe.”

“I apologize.” Phayu still looks skeptical.

Rain can only nod, his brain going back and forth between feeling giddy over Phayu thinking he’s cute and being pissed because apparently being cute means he can’t do his job.
Rain is a professional, he had experience working as a guard before ever even coming here.
He’s not going to go out of his way to prove the man wrong.
Given enough time, he’ll see for himself.

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“The only good thing you’ve ever put between my legs is a motorcycle.”

Gun of course slaps him around for this, but it’s not that bad.
Gun is careful today, more than usual.
Probably because they’re going to the Hum bar later.
Gun can’t sell the idea of Sky as a racer worth betting on if he looks too damaged.

“You better know your place, keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” It’s been two years, Sky knows precisely how Gun wants him to act and what to expect if he doesn’t.

When he first met Gun, the man had easily charmed him and, always having had an interest in motorcycles, the idea of getting some one on one training from someone who he believed to be an experienced racer had been unbelievably exciting to naive young Sky.
Neither Gun, who had meant to make Sky look like a joke in front of the other racers, or Sky himself, had expected him to be any good at it.

“I heard there will be people looking to recruit, so try to sound like you know what you’re talking about if anyone asks you about racing.”

Sky decides not to say anything about Gun never getting recruited himself.
Gun can race, sure, but besides the basics he doesn’t have anything to show for himself.
To Sky, racing has always come natural. It’s the reason he’s Guns main source of income.

“Get dressed, we’re leaving in ten minutes.”

Sky does as he’s told and they head to the bar.

It’s nice to be out of the house for a while, Gun won’t treat him as bad when there are other people around.
Mainly because, again, Sky is supposed to be making Gun money.

Nothing happens for quite some time, they just sit around. Sky can tell it’s irritating Gun.
It doesn’t get much better when a couple of Guns so called friends join them.
Gun doesn’t really have friends, he only keeps people around that can be used to do his dirty work, make Gun feel good about himself or provide him with whatever he needs.
Sky zones out after a couple minutes of listening to some nonsense story, missing the way money changes hands.

“Here, I’m sure you’re thirsty.” Gun hands Sky a glass of beer.
Sky doesn’t think too much of it, after all, Gun always acts like he cares about Sky when they’re in public.
He takes a few quick sips right away, he is actually thirsty.
Then, the beer gets slapped out of his hand, the glass breaking on the floor.

Sky looks up in surprise, as do Gun and their table-mates.
There are two men standing in front of them.
One all sharp features and intimidation, the other looking much softer.
Both very angry.

“What are you thinking, drugging someone?!”

“Drugging a child!”

As Gun and his friends are dragged of by people in suits, seemingly coming out of nowhere, Sky thinks about how he’ll need to find a different way to get home now.

“Kid.”

“Thank you for helping me, that’s probably the nicest thing anyone besides my dad has ever done for me.”

“Did you drink any of it?”

“A couple of sips.”

The two men exchange a look. “We’ll take you to get checked by a doctor.”

Sky gets up from his seat. “No thank you, I’ll ju-” He’s feeling awfully dizzy all of a sudden.

~~~

Sky wakes up in a bed.

He panics for a moment.

“Ah, good, you’re finally awake.” Sky turns his head to see it’s one of the men from earlier, the softer looking one. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay, I think. Where am I, where is Gun?” Sky honestly doesn’t give a shit about Gun, but he does want to know if he’s away from him.

“You’re in the Theerapanyakul compound. And Vegas is having some fun with your drug-slipping boyfriend and his buddies.”

Sky can’t believe it, this man practically has literal heart-eyes when he mentions this Vegas-guy doing who knows what to Gun.
And Sky thinks he has a pretty good idea what that might be, who hasn’t heard about the things the Theerapanyakul family can and will do.

“I don’t really see him as my boyfriend.”

The man chuckles. “Pretty soon you won’t have to worry about seeing him at all.” He checks his phone and turns back to Sky.
“My name is Pete. Vegas is my husband. We brought you here last night after you got drugged in the bar.”

“Did I pass out?”

“Yes, you’ve been sleeping for about 10 hours.”

“Thank you again for helping me…..twice...but I guess that means I owe you?” Sky knows better than to expect anyone to help out of the goodness of their heart.

“Oh, it does, but don’t worry.” Another chuckle.
“Gun told us all about your natural talent on the race-track. I guess he hoped we’d use you as a racer in return for his freedom.
So anyway, when the doctor says you’re good to go, I’ll introduce you to some people and then we’ll see.”

“Alright.” It’s not like he has any say in the matter.

Just an hour later, Sky is declared healthy, any leftover traces and effects of the drugs are gone.
After taking a shower, receiving some clean clothes to replace his own and eating a sandwich, Pete takes him to a small-ish race-track.

“Hey Chay.”

“Hey Pete, what’s up?”

“This is Sky, can you get him a bike? We need to test how he does on the track.”

“Yeah alright, come with me Sky.”

Sky is quickly given some racing-gear and a bike.

“You have experience, right?”

“Yes, 2 years.”

“Really? You look so young.”

“I’m sixteen.”

“Hm, I see.”

Sky is told to just go around the track first, to get familiar with it and not to worry about the time.

After two rounds of that, he races against Chay.

Chay looks excited when Sky easily beats him, talking to Pete with enthusiasm while Sky changes out of the racing gear.

It marks the beginning of Sky’s new racing career. Racing whenever and wherever he’s told to. Time passes quickly and before Sky knows it, he’s been racing for the family for a year already.
Sky is fine with how things are going, living at the compound, he gets treated very well, everyone is actually nice to him and he doesn’t have to be afraid to get hurt if he makes any mistakes.
He’s friendly with most people he sees regularly at the compound and at the tracks, still hesitant to form any friendships that go beyond surface-level.

That changes after he meets the pit-bunnies for the first time. Meets Rain, to be more precise.

“You’re new!”

Sky turns around to see who’s talking. He’s met with the sight of a guy just a tad shorter than himself, wearing a shirt sporting the logo of the track they’re currently at.

“This is my first time here, so that’s correct.”

“I’m Rain!”

“My name is Sky.”

“Are you a racer? I’m a pit-bunny, well, not officially, since you know, I’m not old enough yet, but one of my friends is and she invited me to come with her and ever since then I~~~”

Sky listens in amused confusion as Rain rambles on and on.
Then Chay comes to get Sky for his first race of that night.
Sky leaves in the middle of Rain talking, with a quick wave in his direction.
Rain doesn’t look too bothered by this.

After the race, Rain comes sprinting over to Sky, raving about how awesome Sky was and then dragging Sky to meet the real pit-bunnies.
They’re all very nice and Sky thinks it’s a shame that not every track has a group like that. Sky races two more times that night, winning every time.

He sees Rain a couple more times when he happens to race at that specific track. It’s always fun to talk with him.

After a more challenging race one night, Vegas pulls Sky aside and tells him that he’s gotten Sky a spot as a racer at Drag City.
Sky understands this is a big deal and he feels thankful, making sure to tell Vegas exactly that.

“Don’t worry about it kid.” Vegas ruffles his hair.

Just days before racing at Drag City for the first time, Sky begins his studies in the architecture faculty of the best school Bangkok has to offer.
The family insisted on it. And honestly, it’s a dream come true.

To his surprise, on the first day of school, he runs into Rain.

“Oh Sky! I’m so happy to see you!”

“Me too, are you studying here?”

“It’s my first day!”

“Mine too.”

“What faculty?”

“Architecture.”

“NO WAY!”

“Uh..yes?”

“Me too, me too!” Rain bounces with excitement.

They have to hurry to class after that, but they hang out during lunch-break and quickly decide that they might as well be study-buddies right away.

Sky tells Rain about Drag City a couple days later while they’re studying, inviting him to come as his guest.

“Really?”

“Sure, I always enjoy my favorite pit-bunny cheering me on after all.” Sky teasingly pokes Rain in the side.

“Skyyyy...don’t joke, Drag City is so awesome, I’ve always wanted to go there.”

“Do I ever joke?”

Rain giggles. “You do, it’s just subtle.”

“Anyway, my first race there is tomorrow, so you better finish that homework.”

“Pfffff…...I’m almost done anyway.” No true, but Rain manages to finish it in about an hour.

The next day after school, most of their time is spend on Rain deciding what to wear.
Only for him to decide to go with jeans, a yellow shirt and a white button up over it.

“That’s it? We spend all this time, only for you to decide to wear something so normal?”

“I just feel comfortable in this, all the other things felt wrong and tight and itchy.”

“Ah. I see, I’m glad you found something that does feel right to wear.”

Rain smiles, rubbing the hem of his shirt between his fingers.

They eat some instant noodles and then go to the races in Rains car.

After they get waved through by security and park the car, Rain looks very impressed by everything and like he might be getting overwhelmed.

“Are you okay?”

“There’s so much of everything.”

“Do you want to leave? I can always get a ride back from someone else.”

“No, I’ll be fine in a minute or two, don’t worry.”

Sky and Rain stay in the car a couple of minutes, Rain apologizing and explaining that he’s just been feeling a little off today.
Sky had already figured that out by the way Rain described most of his clothes not feeling good on him.

“It’s fine, don’t worry. I’m happy you came with me anyway.”

“I didn’t want to miss your first race here.”

“Thank you. And if you want to leave at any time, it’s fine.”

“Let’s just go, you should get ready.”

“Alright.”

Sky is already wearing his racing gear. So they have some time to look around.

Rain seems to be feeling a lot better again, flitting around and talking a mile a minute about everything he sees.
Then he stops dead in his tracks. “Holy shit, who’s that?”

Sky follows Rains line of sight and his eyes land on someone working on a motorcycle.
The man is handsome, hair in a little bun on the back of his head and clothes that accentuate his muscles.

“See something you like, hm?”

“Shut up!”

“I might as well check out the bikes.”

Sky walks toward the tent, Rain tripping over his feet in his effort to keep up with him.

They look at the bikes that are lined up and the mechanic comes walking up.

“You must be the newest racer, Sky right?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“I’m Phayu.”

“Nice to meet you. And this is my best friend Rain.”

“Nice to meet you Rain.”

“N-nice to meet you too.”

“Ah, let me introduce you to my brother, this is Saifah.”

They all greet each other and then it’s already time for Sky’s first race. Rain makes sure to get as close to the front as he can to get a good view.

Sky has a couple of races, winning all three, then there’s a break in between.

“The racers here really are a lot better than at the other tracks.” Sky drinks some water.

“But you still won every time, that’s so cool!”

“Yeah well, it wasn’t that easy and I don’t want to get too confident.
Although I managed to win these races, I heard that Thailand's best racer is supposed to be here today too,
I’m not sure I even have the idea of a chance against that one.”

“I’m sure you can do it.”

“Thank you Rain, we’ll see how things go.”

“Are you guys talking about Prapai?” Saifah has come over to the spot Rain and Sky are standing in.

“Is that Thailand's best racer? If so, yes.”

“Yeah, he’s been undefeated for as long as he’s been racing here.”

“That’s really impressive.”

“It is, he worked hard to get to the number one spot and keep it.”

“So is he like, your friend or something?” Rain is nothing if not curious.

“He is, Rainy-boy. My brother’s and mine, our best friend.”

“What is he like?”

“He is very caring and generous. Funny too.” Saifah turns. “There he is.”

He’s dressed in all red racing gear, helmet obscuring the view of his face.
Sky realizes that there’s no time for them to meet each other, Prapai moving to start his first race right away.

Sky watches as Prapai easily wins the race.
He’s very impressive on the track and Sky doubts his chances against him even more.

“He doesn’t get to race a lot anymore.” Phayu is standing next to him.

“Why is that?”

“Because he’s undefeated, people find it pointless to try to race against him.”

“Well, that sucks.”

“Yeah, but you’re here, so at least now, he’ll have a new challenger instead of only scheduled races.”

“Right...I’m worried I’ll be very disappointing for him to race against.”

“I don’t think so, I watched your last race and I think you’re good, who knows, you might actually be a tough opponent for him.”

“Thanks..guess we’ll see how that goes later.”

“Hm..yeah. Can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

“Is Rain single?”

Sky rolls his eyes. “Please don’t tell me you haven’t noticed Rain making goo-goo eyes at you the entire time we’ve been here.”

“Well..uh..I guess I’ll have a chat with Rain then.”

“You do that.” Sky smiles and pats Phayu on the shoulder.

Sky observes Phayu making his way back to the tent and talking to Rain.
Rain bouncing on his feet in excitement for the ‘nth time that night.
When Phayu hugs Rain, Sky decides he’s seen enough and that he better get ready for his race against Prapai.
Sky is pretty nervous, the encouragement from Rain and Phayu is nice but still, Prapai is undefeated for a reason.

He goes to the tent, getting his bike from Saifah, who wishes him good luck, and then to the track.

Sky thinks Prapai glances his way just before they both focus on the lights.

There they go.

Sky can feel the nervousness leaving his body, he’s in his element again.
It doesn’t feel like Prapai is holding back, not one bit.
Sky feels confident that they’re both giving this race their all.
It’s a relief.

When they finally cross the finish-line, Sky is honestly not sure who won.
It felt like they were right next to each other most of the time.

As he takes of his helmet, Rain comes rushing over, Sky had already counted on this happening, it had been the same for every race so far.

“Sky!”

“Who won?”

“You did! It was a real nail-biter, but you were just a teeny tiny bit faster.”

He won. Sky won. Against the undefeated best racer in Thailand.

For a second, Sky is worried the other racer will be mad.

None of the other racers had been sore losers and there is nothing suggesting this one might be, but Prapai had gone undefeated for so long, what if-

“What’s wrong Sky?”

“Nothing really, just worrying about stupid things.”

“You were great and Prapai is really nice from what Phayu and Saifah have told me, so I don’t think you have anything to worry about...Oh, there comes Prapai.” Rain moves out of the way.

Prapai stops in front of Sky and finally takes of his helmet.
Sky wonders if it’s even legal to be that handsome.
But he’s not going to say that out loud.
Before he comes up with anything he can actually say, Prapai gets on one knee in front of him.

“Marry me?” Sky can hear Rain and Phayu snickering in the background.

“Excuse me?”

“No-one has ever been able to beat me before.”

“That’s not a very good reason to get married.”

“I’ve heard worse.”

Sky rolls his eyes. “Keep dreaming.” Prapai is completely insane, clearly.

“I’ll buy you food for the rest of our lives.” Sky glares at Rain, who stops giving Prapai hints about what to say the second he feels Sky’s eyes on him.

“I’m sure there will be other people able to beat you.”

“You’re the first, you’ll always be the most special to me.”

“If you promise to not bring up marriage anymore I’ll think about going on a date with you.”

“YES!”

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“I can’t believe you did that for me.”

“It’s no big deal.”

In the fireplace of their brand-new home, the remainder of what was once a fancy golf bag is crackling and burning away.
Above it, an art-piece made out of metal and wood makes for a real eye-catcher.

“It's a big deal to me. And it looks amazing, you’re so creative.”

“You’re very inspiring. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Therapy has really been helping his sweet boyfriend, but the way he twitches every time someone as much as mentions anything related to golf...
Jeayoon felt a little something extra was needed to help with his progress.

A little intimidation towards his father in law, a demonstration of his taekwondo skills coming in handy for that, had easily gotten him what he needed.
Of course he wouldn’t actually harm him, he’d never do anything to upset his Hojoon.

As he snuggles closer to the other man, he thinks that things can only get better from now on.

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Prapai hadn’t been serious when he said he would make Sky pass out in bed.
He had only wanted to brag about his sexual prowess and stamina.

And now Sky is laying under him, mostly unresponsive, he has actually lost consciousness.
Prapai can clearly hear Sky breathing, but he’s not opening his eyes.

He gently taps Sky’s cheek. Nothing happens.

“Sky, baby? Please wake up.”

Prapai thinks about shaking Sky, but that doesn’t sound like the best idea even to his panicked self.
So he decides to grab his water-bottle from the bedside table and uses his fingers to sprinkle some water onto Sky’s face.

Sky’s eyes flutter open.

“P’Pai..??”

“Sky, my Sky! Are you alright?”

“I’m feeling a little lightheaded...what happened?”

“You passed out, I was so worried...it was only for a minute or so, but…”

“I’m sorry P’Pai, I must be more exhausted than I realized, I was so excited about having some quality time with you that I wasn’t thinking about anything else.”

“Should we call the doctor?”

“I don’t know P’Pai, I’m sure I will be fine after a good nights sleep.”

“My love..”

“Let’s call.”

“Thank you.”

Prapai calls the family doctor, who promises to be there in a few minutes.

In the meantime, Prapai helps Sky sit up in bed, and gently cleans him with a washcloth.

“I’m still feeling a little weird.”

“Do you want some water?”

“Yes, please.” Prapai gets him a bottle and Sky sips from it while they wait.

When the doctor arrives, she examines Sky and asks him a couple of questions.
She comes to the conclusion that it’s a combination of a side-effect to Sky’s anxiety medication, overworking himself and a little dehydration.

“Alright, I think we can look into getting you a different medication for your anxiety.
In the meantime, you should be resting and make sure to drink around eight glasses of water a day, you can set a reminder in your phone for the next few days to help with that.”

Sky obediently nods, agreeing to whatever the doctor is saying.
Prapai thinks Sky is acting more subdued than usual, but then again, he’s probably still feeling off.
The doctor leaves, a follow up appointment already scheduled to look into a potential change of medication.

Prapai walks the doctor out. When he comes back, he’s shocked to find Sky crying.

“What’s wrong?” He sits down on the bed and pulls Sky into his arms.

“M-my medication...I can’t be off my meds!”

“My Sky, you’re not going to quit them just like that, you’re going to get advice about maybe taking something different before anything more happens.”

“What if other things don’t work, I never want to feel like that again!”

“The doctor won’t just leave you to figure it out on your own. She’s been our family doctor for years already and she’s always very careful and thorough with everything she does.”

“I don’t th-think I can do it.”

“Nothing will happen that you don’t agree to. I promise.”

“I..P’Pai..”

“If you want, I’ll be there during the appointment and I’ll do anything you need no matter what, I hope you know that.”

“But if I rest more and stay hydrated, I can stay on my current meds, right? I won’t have to go through all that trouble.”

“What if it happens again? I was so worried when you didn’t wake up, it was really only a short time but it felt endless.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I can’t make you do anything and I don’t want to. I do want you to be healthy though.”

“If you come with me I’ll go.”

“Thank you, my love.”

“No, thank you, you’re always thinking about what’s best for me. I just..I worry..and that makes it hard to think clearly.”

“I know.” Prapai presses a kiss into Sky’s hair.

Sky cuddles closer to Prapai. They fall asleep leaning against each other.

Chapter Text

Thinking about his brother, Phayu often wonders if Saifah is bothered by the same things as him.
Saifah seems to have a much easier time brushing it off when their parents don’t notice or care how hard they’re working.
They both work two jobs, Phayu works as an architect, Saifah as an engineer, with the garage becoming their shared responsibility shortly after starting their jobs.

Then again, his brother seems to have a more positive attitude in general. He always looks so sure of himself and what he’s doing. And it looks like he’s not faking it either.

Not Phayu. Phayu has always craved and needed the love and attention of their parents.

“P’Phayu, are you alright?”

Phayu jolts. He didn’t even notice Rain had come into the garage.

“Hey cute boy, when did you get here?”

“I walked in a couple minutes ago, I didn’t want to interrupt your thinking but you looked so sad that I got a little worried.”

“I was just thinking about..my parents.”

“What about them?” Rain has never met his future parents in law, but he’s not sure he wants to.
Phayu hardly ever talks about his parents and the little information Saifah had been willing to give didn’t exactly give Rain a great impression of them either.

“I’m always going to be a disappointment to them.” Rain wraps his arms around Phayu. “They didn’t even react to the news about us expanding the garage..or my promotion at work.”

“No, P’Phayu, listen to me, okay?
I hate to say it, but...your parents don’t care enough for you to be either a disappointment or a source of pride to them.
It’s the same for P’Saifah from what he told me.
And you know how I know what that’s like? My father is the same with me.”

Phayu feels a couple tears running down his cheeks before they plop into the fabric of Rains shirt.

“It’s all I ever wanted, for them to be proud of me.”

“P’Phayu. They might not be, but I am. And P’Saifah. And so many other people. A lot of people care about you and love you.”

“You are?”

“Of course, you’re the most wonderful hubby in the world. Smart, sweet, accomplished, handsome, creative, hardworking, generous..I could go on forever.”

“Thank you my sweetheart.” Rain is wiping Phayu's tears away.

“You know, you and P’Saifah might both benefit from talking about this with someone, I can ask my therapist for some recommendations if you want.”

“I’m not sure I’m ready for that...but I will talk to Sai, you made me realize that just because it looks like he’s better at dealing with it doesn’t mean he really is.
I got so caught up in my own feelings about all of this..he needs to know that we can support each other too.”

“Great idea P’Phayu, sorry for probably thinking a little too far ahead.”

“It’s alright, you always mean well my darling. Thank you, I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Chapter Text

Akk and Ayan stumble upon a photo-album while they are sneaking around school looking for Ayans notebook.
When Akk tries to put it back where they found it, a picture of Dika falls out.
In the picture he looks to be at some school-function and smiling brightly at whoever is taking the picture.
Ayan insists on taking the album home after that and convinces Akk to come with him to look at the pictures.

“I need someone with me for this.”

“Yeah alright, I already agreed.”

After they reach Ayans home, they go into his bedroom and sit down on the bed.
Ayan sits as close as he possibly can to Akk, practically crawling into his lap.
Akk pulls up his knees to prevent that from actually happening.

“Don’t push your luck. And the puppy dog eyes won’t work on me.”

Ayan grumbles a little, then he grabs the photo-album and opens it.
There’s another picture of Dika, looking to be around the same age as Ayan and Akk are now.

“He looks so happy. I wish I could’ve known him like that f-”

A bright flash of light comes from the album, then everything blurs around them.
When everything comes back into focus, they’re no longer in the bedroom.

Akk looks like he’s going to pass out, Ayan is not doing much better.

“Are you guys alright? I didn’t notice you there.” Ayan thinks he vaguely recognizes the guy as one of his uncles friends.

“Oh yeah, we just uh, were looking for someone.” Akk is quick coming up with the excuse.

“It’s all good, who are you looking for?”

“Dika.”

“Oh, he’s in the lunchroom, do you know how to get there?”

“Yes.” Ayan is sure about where they are now, Suppalo looks a little different but not enough to not recognize it. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

Ayan turns to Akk. “You know where we are, right?”

“Yeah, Suppalo, in the time your uncle was a student here, that’s why I said we were looking for him. I don’t know how we got here though.”

Ayan has the photo-album under his arm and he taps it. “I bet it’s because I made a wish while we were looking at that picture.”

“With how insane the idea of time-travel is, that makes sense.”

“You know what this means?”

“What?”

“We can go see my uncle! Maybe even change the ways things go in the future!”

“Isn’t that dangerous? I would rather have teacher Dika alive and well in our time too, but what if everything else changes too?”

“Please, please let’s do this.”

“Alright.” Akk can’t refuse, no matter what it might change in their time, even if it means that them meeting will not happen, he cares about Ayan and teacher Dika too much.

They walk to the lunchroom and easily spot Dika. He’s animatedly talking to his friends and they’re all laughing together.
Ayan suddenly drags Akk out of the lunchroom again. He practically marches them into a secluded spot.

“What do you think you’-”

Ayan is crying. Akk wraps his arms around him, rubbing his back.

“He looks so happy.”

“He really does.”

“Do you think he was already…”

“I don’t know Aye, nobody knows except for him.”

“Yeah..wait, did you just call me Aye?”

“Guess I did.”

Ayan smiles through his tears. “You like me.”

“I was comforting you, shut up.”

“Boys, no canoodling!” An older woman wearing an outfit that looks a lot like the one the principal in their own time is wearing gives them a very stern look.

“No, ma’am, he was crying.”

“Hm, alright.” The woman looks them over suspiciously. “Do you go to school here?”

“Yes ma’am.”

She just turns and walks away after that, mumbling about how there are too many students to know every single one nowadays.

“Well, she sure didn’t give a shit as long as we weren’t ‘canoodling’.”

“Yeah well…never mind that, do you want to go see y-” The school-bell rings and the hallway quickly fills up with students.

“Guess break is over. Do you think we should go back to our own time and make a plan?”

“We have to figure out how to get back first.”

“Maybe we have to make a wish to the same picture?”

“Let’s not do it here, we’ll be in big trouble if this album gets confiscated.”

“Right.”

They walk out of the school without any issues and sit down underneath a tree.
Ayan opens the album and they look at the picture. “I wish we were home again.”

They wait a few seconds but nothing happens.

“M-maybe a different picture?” Akk already sounds stressed.

They try it on a couple of pictures, but there’s still nothing happening.

“Wait, I have my phone, there’s a shit-ton of pictures on there.” Ayan takes out his phone.

“Is.. is that me?”

“Yes.” The lock-screen of his phone is a sneakily taken picture of Akk.

“You really aren’t subtle, are you?”

Ayan ignores that. “I wish we were home.”

A flash of light and everything goes blurry again.

When Akk opens his eyes, he feels relief. “It worked!” They’re back on Ayans bed.

“Yeah..” Ayan sounds unsure now that they’re back in their own time. “What if that was the only chance to change my uncles life?”

“I don’t know, let’s make that plan and then we’ll see if we can make it happen again.”

Chapter Text

Bonding with Macau was easier than Pete had thought, their shared love for Vegas really helps with that.
Also, sparring or competing at the gun-range against each other.
Macau actually has skills.
Then again, of course he does.
He might come across as the spoiled youngest son at first glance, but he’s had the same upbringing and training as Vegas.
Which is exactly why Pete feels like they could all benefit from indulging in fun activities a little more.
Let out their inner child.

Which is why Vegas is currently drenched, Macau has disappeared and Pete is potentially dealing with Vegas’ anger.

Pete and Macau had been having a water-balloon fight and while they were taking a little break inside, eating lunch and having a nice conversation, Macau suddenly jumped up. “Remember, the youngest gets away with everything.” throwing the remainder of his water-balloons down from the balcony.

“PETE!”

“It wasn’t me!”

Vegas is already making his way inside. He’s so fast, Pete can’t help noticing.

“Why’d you do that Pete?” He winks.

Pete catches on right away. Guess this time the youngest won’t get away with it.

“Macau did it!”

“My little brother knows not to piss me off. Do you?”

“Yes...but I-”

“Do you want me to punish you?”

“No.”

“I think you deserve it.”

“You can’t!”

“Oh, really?” Vegas moves closer, putting one hand on Pete’s waist, wrapping the other loosely around his throat. “I think I can do whatever I want with you.”

Pete lets out a confused, slightly aroused noise, he’s not sure what any of this has to do with the water-balloons.
But, then again, he doesn’t really care about that anymore, at all. Not with Vegas this close to him.

“Don’t worry babe, I’m going to give you what you deserve.” Vegas brings his mouth to Pete’s ear and whispers: “Just a little longer, don’t worry.”
Then, out loud: “I should do it right here, put you on display for everyone to see what I can do.”

“OH MY GOD!” Macau pops out from his hiding-place.
“I’m sure this counts as cruel and unusual punishment. Please, just shoot me, I’d prefer it over whatever the hell this is.”

“Don’t tempt me, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m…sorry?” Macau grins impishly and launches another water-balloon at Vegas, hitting him right in the chest. “Not sorry!” He sprints off.

“You brat!” Vegas goes to chase after Macau, but after the first few steps, he turns around and comes back to Pete.

“If you’re up for it, I can still ‘punish’ you.” He presses a quick kiss to Pete's lips. “I’ll be right back.”

“Hurry.”

Chapter Text

For a moment Sky wonders if Gun misses him. It’s an absolutely insane thought, and not one he expected to wake up with.
He’s in the softest bed he’s ever slept in, having been brought here yesterday. By his uncle. An uncle he didn’t even know existed.

Sky gets out of bed, putting on the clothes he wore yesterday and slowly opening the door of the bedroom.
He quietly makes his way through the hallways, quickly getting lost in the spacious house. He tries to find his way back, but only ends up getting more lost.

“What are you doing here?”

Sky spins around, coming face to face with a man dressed in a way Sky has never seen before.
Bright pink, animal prints, sunglasses...in Sky's opinion, the outfit could use a hat.

“I uh...my uncle brought me here yesterday?”

“What uncle?”

“He said his name is Kinn and that my mom was his half-sister and-” Sky feels panic building. Just because he’s away from Gun doesn’t mean he won’t get hurt again.

The man’s look turns into a surprised one, then it softens. “You must be Sky. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I am your uncle Tankhun.”

“I’m not scared.” He is, but he’s not going to tell anyone that.

“It’s alright, I understand.”

Sky looks up at Tankhun and something clicks. He really understands.

“Come on, let’s watch my series and I’ll tell you all about your family.”

When Kinn comes searching for Sky later, he finds Tankhun and Sky deep in conversation.
He slowly walks back out, they haven’t noticed him at all. He thinks his brother hasn't been this close with anyone new in years.

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“Come eat lunch with me Sky?”

“Not today Rain, I’m going home to have lunch with my un-”

“Skyyyy!” Tankhun calls for him from the car, waving enthusiastically.

“Uncle, what are you doing here?”

“I felt it was high time for me to come see where you go to school, don’t you agree?”

“Oh, uhm...yeah?” Sky thinks he better not make a big deal out of this, his uncle Tan hardly goes anywhere outside the compound, so better keep things calm.

“Sky! Is this your uncle? I thought your uncle was that guy with the dark hair.”

“That’s my other uncle. This is my uncle Tankhun. Uncle, this is Rain.” Sky sighs. Rain is not exactly what comes to mind when he thinks about keeping things calm.

“Nice to meet you! Sky told me all about you, well, I didn’t know it was you, I thought he meant his other uncle!”

Tankhun blinks a couple of times, lowering his sunglasses.

“Is this your friend, darling nephew?”

“Yes.”

“Oh that’s wonderful! Do you like K-drama’s Rain?”

“I do, I love them!”

Sky groans.

“Don’t worry Sky, you’re still my favorite nephew! Nobody can compare.”

Chapter Text

It’s a very nice, pleasantly warm day.

Sand is currently feeding Ray small pieces of a sandwich, Ray leaning back into Sands chest.

“Do you like it?”

“I do, is that your new recipe?”

“Hm, yeah..added apple to this one.”

Sand has been making jams and jellies as yet another side-gig, he needs the money more than ever now that he has decided to further his studies.
This picnic at Lumphini park is one of many things he’s planned to spend some quality time together before the new school year starts.

Ray is taking a gap year and Sand really wishes he could afford to do so too.
He likes to imagine all the things they could do together. Most are music related.
Of course Ray offered to pay for anything and everything Sand needs, but Sand feels that he doesn’t always have to give in, he can take care of himself.

His thoughts are interrupted when something, or rather someone, blocks out the sun. He can feel Ray tense up against him.

“If it isn’t our little trust-fund friend.”

Three guys are looming over them.

“We’re kind of in the middle of something here.”

“Sure, whatever.” One of the guys has the nerve to pick up a sandwich. He bites into it, then gags. “Awful. I see you’ve down-graded quite a lot Ray, what a shame.”

“That’s not true.”

“You’ve always been a churl, but looks like you plunged a little too deep this time, even for your standards.”

“I-”

Sand interrupts Ray. “I suggest the lot of you get back to whatever you normally do.”

“Did your daddy finally hire someone to baby-sit his little baby-dipso?”

“No…he’s my boyfriend.” The last part comes out a lot more quietly and Ray gives Sand an apologetic look.
Sand puts a hand on Ray’s arm, hoping to convey that it’s fine, these guys mean nothing.

All three turn up their noses. The sandwich ends up on the ground.
A foot clad in a very expensive shoe stomps down on it.
Sand feels a little satisfaction when jelly splurts out, hopefully permanently staining that shoe.

“Ugh, that’s disgusting.”

“If you can’t handle a little fruit splotch, you really shouldn’t be here, heaven forbid you get mud on your slacks. The horror.”
Sand gets up and stares the supposed leader of the nitwits down, using his height as an extra bit of intimidation. “Your words aren’t as clever as you think either, you dolt.”

“Let’s go, the sot isn’t worth it anyway.”

The three leave, one walking like his foot has been broken instead of smeared with a bit of fruit-pulp.

“Dumb-asses, who’s a baby, can’t even handle jelly..” Sand grumbles.

“Sand?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have anything to apologize for.”

“I should’ve...I’m very happy that you’re my boyfriend, you know that right?”

“Yeah, you make that abundantly clear every chance you get.”

“I just..”

“Stop worrying.” Sand goes to fiddle with the radio he’d brought along, changing the cassette that had been playing the whole time.
He thinks it’s a shame there hadn’t been some silly song on it to start right on cue when those three oafs showed up.

Choosing one of Ray’s favorites, he starts up a new cassette.

“Come here.” He holds out his hand.

Ray takes his hand, getting up, starting to sway to the song in Sands arms.

“I understand it’s hard for you to stand up to people, especially people who encouraged your drinking habits. I want to tell you something, alright?”

Ray nods, when the next song starts he focuses on Sand instead, as they keep gently swaying, close together.

“I’m proud of you, you’re doing so well. Now that you’re taking a gap year, I hope you can figure out what you’d like to do. And I’m going to be there no matter what.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course.”

“B-” Sands lips cut off any protest Ray was going to voice. Neither of them notice a curious crow pecking through the remainder of their picnic.

Chapter Text

Rain and Phayu are arguing, not quite yelling, but loud enough that plenty of people have stopped to watch.
Phayu and Rain are one of the most well known couples in the school after all.

“An arranged marriage? You’ve got to be kidding me!! And you didn’t even protest, you went along with it, meeting potential candidates behind my back?!! All this while I’m in the middle of exams, working my ass off to prove I’m good enough to stand next to you!!?”

“No! My family is persistent but I’m not doing any of that, I swear!”

“LIAR!”

“Sweet b-”

“You don’t get to call me that, not anymore!”

“Bu-”

“You can marry whoever you want, we’re done!” Rain drops his lunchbox and runs out of the hallway in tears.

“Rain, wait, come back!” Phayu stands there, the lunchbox he brought Rain at his feet, contents spilling out.

“He’s not stupid.” Sky glares at him. “Of course he figured out what you’ve been hiding.” He hurries off in the direction Rain went.

Phayu turns around dejectedly, walking out of the school, head down, shoulders hunched.

The school is buzzing with rumors and they begin to quickly spread them outside of school too.

Phayu and Rain have broken up. For good, it seems.

After a while the rumors about the break-up itself die down, but other rumors start replacing them.
Rumors about the whole arranged marriage idea being called off, Phayu being so desperate to get Rain back but getting nowhere, and that he’s getting sadder by the day.

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Ple is having a very good time at the party, Sky invited his friend-group to come, telling them that since Prapai’s family had been victorious in their efforts against some of their competition, he was tasked with throwing a huge party to celebrate and that everyone is invited.
Ple isn’t sure what that means and what exactly is being celebrated, but Prapai, besides being a lovely boyfriend to Sky, really throws the best parties and he’s so nice to everyone too, Ple thinks.
But not as interesting as Phayu. And very much taken..well, obsessed might be a better description, every other word out of Prapai’s mouth is either Sky’s name or something about him.
Sky deserves it though, he deserves to be treated amazingly. By everyone. Thinking about that leads to thinking about Sky’s friendship with Rain and then she’s back to thinking about Phayu again.

She wonders if Phayu is going to be at his cousin’s party, he’s been absent from most of the things he’d usually join.
Ple feels for Rain, she honestly can’t believe Phayu would go behind his back like that. She had a crush on Phayu, but it significantly lessened after hearing the argument between him and Rain.
She hates that her friend got hurt. Som on the other hand, never cared that much for Rain.
He had felt bad for him, sure, but when rumors started spreading that the arranged marriage is no longer a thing, his interest in Phayu came back tenfold.

Speaking of Som, she should go see what he’s up to, otherwise he’ll overdo it being a protective brother for no reason later.
Ple makes her way through the crowd, all the way out into the giant entryway of the house looking for Som.
She spots Sig & Por immediately, they appear to be laughing their asses off and her brother is standing next to them.

“What are you guys doing?” Som’s head turns in her direction and he puts out his arm in front of her.
“Don’t come any closer!” He whisper-yells. Ple thinks he looks a little pale.
“Why?” Ple tilts her head in confusion. “Listen to me, alright.” Som puts a hand on her arm.
Sig pipes up at that moment. “Guess Rain and Phayu are totally fine!”
Ple feels even more confused, shrugging of Som’s hand and taking a step closer to the room they’ve been standing in front of. Then she hears it.

“Take it! Take it like the good boy I know you are.”

“Oh daddy! YES!”

That, and a glimpse of bare skin through the cracked open door, is all Ple manages to catch from what’s happening before Som drags her away.
Ple sighs. She’s happy for her friend, but she’s never going to hear the end of this from Som. Sky comes walking over, followed closely by Prapai.
They probably came to prevent anyone from seeing or hearing exactly what’s happening between Rain and Phayu.
When Sky sees Ple, he grins.

Ple thinks she really should have known nothing could keep Phayu and Rain apart.

If they even broke up for real in the first place.

Chapter Text

Choco presses his face against Milk’s neck and wraps his arms around him. “Is it almost done?”

“You’re annoying.” Milk pushes Choco away. “And it is, in fact, almost done.” The microwave beeps right after he says it and he grabs an oven mitt, then carefully takes the cup out of there.

“This is so cool, I’ve always wanted to try this!” Choco’s eyes shine with excitement. Today, Choco and Milk are trying hot chocolate for the first time.

“Just don’t die, okay? Jun Woo would be sad.”

“I won’t, humans can have all the chocolate they want.” Choco grabs the whipped cream. “And this too!”

“You’ll get fat if you eat all the chocolate.” Milk shivers thinking about it, this body already feels so clumsy compared to his old one, he can’t imagine being even less flexible.

“Yeah, well…I don’t care.”

“That’s because you’re a dumb pup.” It’s weird to think that Choco was once a tiny dog, he’s such a tall, broad man now.

“Am not.”

“Are too. Now go sit on the couch.”

Choco happily bounds over to the living room and sits down. Milk has no doubt if Choco still had a tail, the wagging would have gone into overdrive. Milk carries the cup over to the coffee table and puts it down, stopping Choco when he immediately tries to grab it. “It’s too hot right now. And we still need to add the whipped cream.” He shakes the can and then adds a moderate amount to the cup.

“That’s not enough!”

“Calm down, you silly mut.”

“Don’t call me that, I’m a man now, come on!”

“You’ll always be a pup to me, dummy.”

Choco pouts, then reaches for the cup again. He takes a sip and Milk waits anxiously for what will happen. A tiny bit of chocolate can’t be that bad, right…

“It’s delicious!” Choco smiles brightly.

“Let me try.” Milk grabs the cup out of his hands and drinks from it. He’s about to comment on it, when Choco suddenly slobbers all over Milk’s mouth. Milk splutters and pushes Choco away. “What are you doing?!”

“You had some whipped cream right there.” Choco seems confused that Milk responds to him helping like that.

“And we have tissues.” Milk pulls one out of the box on the table, wiping at his mouth to get rid of any cream that might still be there, conveniently hiding his reddening cheeks behind it too.