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Santa walked into the small pharmacy store, willing himself not to be embarrassed. He could do this. He had to do this. After all a dare is a dare. But damn the whole world and his luck because the store just happened to be empty on the one day he agreed to do a dare

Damn you too, Junior

Santa nervously bounced on his feet as he neared the counter and called out to the guy who was arranging medicines on the shelf "Excuse me"

Perth turned around with a smile, ready to greet the customer "Hi. What can I get you?"

Santa almost forgot to breathe when he saw how insanely handsome the man was with his dark piercing brown eyes and killing looks. He was like everything a guy wanted, especially him and he wished to....

"I'll have to interrupt your personal window shopping since I don't charge for it" Perth grinned at the cute boy. At least he got a chance to see one good face before heading back to his house

Santa cleared his throat, running a tongue on his dry lips "Umm..do you.. I mean not you... does your store have... ah.. you know...that thing..."

Perth raised an eyebrow "That thing?"

Santa choked on his saliva and managed to whisper "The.. the protection?"

Perth hummed knowing exactly what the boy wanted "You mean condoms"

"Yeah.. that too" Santa's voice cracked, as he turned a deep shade of red

A coy smile played on Perth's lips "Sure, which flavour?"

"Anything will do"

"Anything?"

Santa nodded not trusting his voice or else he would surely make a fool out of himself. How in the freaking world could he say to the ridiculously hot stranger that he never had sex before in his life because he was waiting for Mr Perfect. His mouth went dry when he saw Perth place two boxes of Durex Intimate Feel "Umm.. I....I kinda need more"

Perth gave a questioning look but still pulled out another three packets "There you are. All different flavours and.."

"More please?" Santa started tapping his fingers on the counter as he again licked his lips. It was around the tenth packet, he heard a snicker from the man and dared to look up

Perth was actually grinning at him "Is that all or..?"

"More please" Santa repeated chewing on his lower lip.

Perth placed another five packets on the counter rising the count to fifteen. He was slightly taken back by the not-satisfied look on Santa's face "Let me guess...more please?" he parroted back

Santa's face couldn't get any redder as he spoke softly "Last five...I swear"

Perth nodded, doing the final count "Twenty it is! So do you have a boyfriend? I mean who's the lucky guy"

"Huh?" Santa blinked innocently as if he had no idea what the question meant

Perth motioned at the pile of condom packets "From this it looks like... anyways...Sorry it's none of my business. I was just..."

"NO! I mean..." Santa sighed rubbing at the back of his head. To hell with Junior's dare. There was no way he was going to let this man think he was some kind of sex addict "The truth is.. this was a stupid dare. My best friend and I were was playing this truth or dare game and he dared me to buy twenty condoms and also I shouldn't reveal it's a dare"

Perth smiled "I kinda guessed it"

"You did?"

"Well you have purchased all different sizes" Perth explained with a small laugh "Unless you're dating a mutant"

Santa pulled his tongue out "Ha Ha...very funny. For your kind information I don't have a boyfriend or ever had sex before..hell I don't even know how to use a condom or..." his eyes went comically wide, realising how he spilled his sexual secrets to a complete stranger

Perth smirked "Really now?

Santa thought he was going to faint due to the epic amount of blood rush on his face "Could you please make the bill and forget what I said...also be kind not to tell my friend that you knew about the dare"

"Hmm.." Perth hummed and leaned closer towards Santa "How about we discuss that tomorrow night over dinner?"

"D..Dinner?"

Perth rolled his eyes "Yes, the thing we usually call food to satisfy our hunger"

"Wait a minute. Are you asking me out?"

"Yep!" said Perth as he continued bagging condoms "So? Should I consider your silence as I'm-not-interested kinda thing or...?"

"NO!" Santa squeaked out loud, blushing as he hung his head down "I mean...yeah dinner sounds good"

"Perth"

"Huh?"

"My name.. Perth Tanapon" Perth extended his hand to which Santa accepted with a shy smile "Santa Pongsapak"

"Will see you tomorrow night Santa. Come here and then we can decide on a place to go"

"Okay that would be fine. Bye" Santa waved, exiting the store and holding the bag of condoms in hand with a happy feeling blossoming in his chest. He ran towards his best friend Junior and hugged him tightly "Thank you Junior!"

Junior stood scratching his head "What did I do?"

THE END :-)

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LICENCE TO KILL

Perth inserted the key to his apartment while he was keenly observing his neighbour's partially opened door. It was late at night and there was no voice coming from inside. Being a cop, his mind swirled with different scenarios but then stopped himself thinking the owner should be somewhere inside. He decided to keep his door half open, in case there was any 'cop' emergency. He would close it before going to sleep.

Perth slumped on his couch after placing his badge on the table. He was utterly exhausted after a hectic day at the station. He reached out to pull the gun from his hip and placed it beside him, taking a deep breath. He rested his head at the back of the couch and closed his eyes.

"GET OUT!"

Perth narrowed his brows

Crash...

"I SAID GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!"

Perth snapped his eyes open as a new rush of adrenaline pumped inside his body. His experience told him the scream was a desperate call for help. It sounded like his neighbour whom he hadn't seen or met since he moved into the building a week ago, was in trouble

"EWWW....STAY AWAY FROM ME!!"

Perth grabbed his gun and sprang up from the couch. He was sure, his neighbour was being attacked. Did the attacker have a weapon? This could get ugly and bloody. He clutched the gun tightly in his hands and carefully moved out of his apartment

"Get away! Don't think I won't kill you. If you come any closer... I'll squash you to death!" Santa swayed for a moment but kept his feet glued to the floor. He was feeling so hot and cold at the same time

On hearing the threat Perth kicked the door fully open and moved further inside. The hall was empty so he decided to check the rooms when he heard another yell

Santa pointed a finger and shouted "Oh my God! You're so huge! What are you even doing here? This is my apartment and I don't see you paying the rent"

Perth came across a room and peeked inside, keeping a firm grip on his gun. He slowly and cautiously took a step in, halting when he saw a shivering back facing him. Probably the same guy who was being threatened by his attacker. He titled his head, ready to strike but was shocked to see the room was empty besides the trembling guy "What the hell?" he whispered

Santa stared straight at his curtains and wobbled a bit "Have you ever seen Charlotte's Web? Yeah that's right she dies in the end. If you don't want the history to get repeated, I suggest you get out of my house"

'Who is he talking to?' Perth frowned for few a seconds before his eyes fell on the curtains. And then every pieces fell into the right puzzle. He saw the real reason why his neighbour was yelling

There on the curtain was an eight legged spider

"You Mr or....umm..Miss... whatever... just get out of my room! Please I'm sick... I'm having a high fever... my friend is gone to get meds so there is no one here" Santa clamped a hand on his mouth and mumbled "Shia. I probably gave away my weakest point"

Perth chuckled which caught Santa's attention. He turned around and blinked at Perth and then at his gun, eyes widening with fear "What...Who are you?"

Perth held his hands out, moving the gun away "Relax okay. I'm a cop and I just heard you scream so..."

Perth ran towards Perth and stood behind him "You're a saviour! Please shoot that spi... spider"

"What?"

"C'mon. You've the license to kill" whined Santa clutching Perth's shoulders tightly between his fingers.

Perth frowned at how warm the skin felt behind him "You're sick"

Santa shivered "I'm not sick...he is. Look! It's moving! Hurry up or else it will jump on me"

"Relax. It's still on the curtain. What's the big deal anyway" Perth tried to calm the boy

Santa looked at him like he had grown two heads "What's the big deal? They have eight legs! You don't need another reason when something has eight legs"

Perth rolled his eyes "Will you please calm down"

"Erase that thing from the earth's crust and I'll calm down" Santa took a step back, shuddering when the spider crawled forward

"Fine" Perth looked around and grabbed a newspaper. He lifted the spider on the paper and let it go free out of the window. When he turned around, he was met with a glaring pair of eyes "What?"

"I specifically asked you to kill it, not let it go free so they can reproduce"

Perth let out a soft laugh "I'm not going to kill a living being who was doing nothing but minding his own business"

"But he was trespassing my home and giving me trouble" Santa pointed out

Perth pressed his lips together, clearly trying to stifle a laugh "Okay so my work here is done. You should take something for your fever"

"No!" Santa yelled out "I mean... can you stay. What if 'you-know-who' comes back again.." his eyes started to droop close now that all the adrenalin left his body and all he could feel was pain "You ..You do look kinda nice guy..so handsom..."

"Hey are you okay?" Perth asked in concern when he saw Santa was swaying dangerously on his feet

"...and I don't...feel...good...." before Santa could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled at the back of his head and he promptly fell forward

Perth rushed forward, catching Santa before he could hit the floor "Shia!" he noticed the fever had gone up within minutes. He picked Santa up and gently laid him on the bed. Perth then searched for a cloth and soaked it under cold water. He placed the cloth on Santa's burning forehead and sighed "This is going to be a long night"

NEXT DAY

A soft groan escaped from Santa's lips when he open his eyes and saw his friend sitting next to him "Junior?"

"Good morning" Junior greeted, checking Santa's forehead for fever "How are you feeling now?"

"Like I've been run by a car, bus or train" Santa whined pulling the covers around him

Junior scoffed shaking his head "How about adding a "spider" to your list"

Santa stared for a few seconds, trying to catch up with his words. He pushed the covers off him when his mind supplied bits and pieces of last night "Shia! Junior... someone was here.. with a gun!"

Junior chuckled "Yes idiot. That someone is your neighbour who is a cop and came to your apartment to rescue you when you were screaming 'bloody spider'"

Santa's cheeks turned red with embarrassment as he remembered his encounter with the guy "All that actually happened?"

"I'm afraid so. You should be thanking him"

"Why?"

"You fainted dude...right into his arms"

"No.." Santa covered his face with both hands trying to hide his burning cheeks

"Yes and he...." Junior paused with a smirk

"He?" Santa asked, eyes shining with curiosity

"Well...he carried you to the bed like he was some kind of shinning knight in armour. He stayed with you for an hour until I was back. Sorry I forgot to lock the door"

Santa slumped back down "Uh..this is so embarrassing. Somebody kill me"

"His name is Perth Tanapon and he left you this note"

Santa took the note and saw the message was written in neat handwriting. A blush crept on his face as he read each word carefully

'Hi Santa (your friend told me your name) This is Perth. I hope you're feeling fine now. If you ever have any Charlotte's web type problem, don't hesitate to call me'. See you tonight.

THE END :-)

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DESPERATE CALL

It was Karaoke night again and Santa had just dropped Junior off at his apartment. The neighborhood was sketchy and dark, sending all sorts of negative wibes. And it only worsened when a man started following him for eight blocks now.

At first, Santa had thought it was a coincidence, but then when he had stopped at a bus stop and the man had stood at the corner staring at him, he decided that it was no longer a coincidence.

Immediately he stood up and began walking again just to avoid guiding the man back to his house, that would prove even more dangerous.

The man too stood up to follow him.

Then just to double check and make sure that this was not just his mind playing tricks on him, Santa had stopped to look at a lost dog poster. The man stopped as well and began reading a poster just a little bit away, looking up at him every few seconds.

That was it. One time was an anomaly, two times a coincidence and three times was always a pattern. This guy had hit three strikes and he was out.

It was at this point in time, Santa had begun to panic. He had begun walking a little faster, but so had the man. There was no one on the streets where he could ask for help and he almost got ready to shout for help when his eyes fell on an old fashion telephone booth, under a single street lamp.

Santa had walked and then jogged into the tiny red building and slammed, locking the door shut behind him. The man stood three feet away staring at him and Santa was freaking out.

Calling the Police didn’t even cross his mind. Calling Junior did, though.

His hands shook as he dug out a couple of quarters from his jacket pocket. He picked up the phone and began to stab numbers that vaguely seemed to resemble to Junior. Hoping he got it right, he put the phone up to his ear.

And then came a new voice “This is Perth, how can I help you?”

That was definitely not Junior’s voice and he was out of quarters and the man kept getting closer. So he took a shot in the dark and hoped that “Perth” was not a serial killer.

“Hi, you probably don’t know me, but my name is Santa and I need your help”

"Help?"

"Yes please help me. If you hang up, I might fall into trouble"

“What’s the matter?”

Santa almost cried in relief. “I was dropping one of my friend in the sketchier part of town and as I was walking home this guy started following me"

"Following you?"

Santa turned around and let out a little shriek. The man was now pressed up against the side of the booth staring at him "He is now right outside the phone booth and he is pulling on the doors and staring at me"

Santa was now whispering and tears had begun to leak down his face “I am very scared. Please help"

“Stay calm, where are you? I can come and pick you up" Perth said calmly and Santa almost began sobbing

“Thank you! But... I don’t really know where I am…” The relief that had flooded him was gone and the panic set in again. Santa started hyperventilating.

“Don’t panic. Are there any Major Landmarks around you?” Perth asked

Santa frantically scanned the street as the man began tapping on the windows “I’m near the Susan House theater if you know where that is"

“I know that place. I’ll be there in five minutes okay? I’ll stay on the phone with you until I get there”

“Okay” Santa said meekly

“Can you tell me about your friend?” Perth asked, clearly trying to distract the frightened boy

Santa said nothing for a moment, the words stuck in his throat as the man outside began to shake the booth “Shia!"

“Come on Santa, tell me about your friend" Perth heard the whimpers on the other side of his phone and began jogging faster towards his car

When the boy on the other side of the phone took a shaky breath and began to describe his friend, Perth pressed hard on the gas pedal “His name is Junior a-and he is working on his doctorate in Biochemistry. W-we go out to this bar for Karaoke every other Friday night”

"Good, keep talking"

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When Perth arrived at the Susan House theater, he looked across the street and was instantly glad that he had decided to come. The street light illuminated a phone booth. A boy sat scrunched up in the bottom, holding on to the phone for dear life. That must be Santa and Perth could hear his heavy breathing. He could see the man Santa had described, he had broken one of the windows and was reaching in, trying to grab a hold on the boy.

Perth got out of his car “I’m here" he watched how instantly Santa spun around to look at him

“Thank god….”

“I am going to hang up now”

“Hurry…”

Perth sprinted across the street. He ran up behind the man harassing Santa and ripped him away. The man tumbled away and lay on the ground. Perth went to stand over him. He was old and had the creepy pedophile/rapist vibe about him. Perth glared at him and hissed out a single word “Leave”

The man did.

Perth turned and began to walk over to the phone booth. Santa was still curled up at the bottom so he knocked on the door "Can you unlock? I promise I won't hurt you. I'm Perth... remember we just talked"

Barry looked up, his face tear stained. He jumped to his feet and unlocked the little door. He pushed it open and instantly enveloped Perth in a hug

Perth didn’t know what to do with his arms, so following hug etiquette, he wrapped his arms around the obviously frightened boy and patted his head.

“Thank you” Santa said into Perth's black sweater

“Anytime? By the way, do you want a ride home? I have a car and I figure you don’t want to walk the rest of the way home….”

Santa pushed back and looked at Perth with large brown eyes “Would you really?”

Perth nodded

“Thank you so much" Santa pushed back a second later and looked his knight in shining armor up and down. Damn was he fine.

Perth smirked as the boy flushed at being caught ogling him. A blush burned across Santa's face and Perth thought it was absolutely adorable. He grabbed the boy by the hand and pulled him across the street towards his car. Santa clambered into the passenger’s seat and smiled at Perth

“I can’t thank you enough for this. I owe you like a million favors” Santa gushed

Perth smiled and put the car in drive “Where is your house?" he listened quietly as Santa babbled off a street and house number

The corners of Perth's lips twitched “I was just wondering why you called me"

Santa looked down at the floor of the car and rubbed his neck sheepishly. “I was actually trying to call my friend and I fudged the number" he mumbled and peaked up at Perth, eyes partially hidden by his long lashes

Perth may or may not be in love with this total stranger

“Okay" Perth pulled into the parking lot, and Santa began to get out "Wait"

“Would you like cash in one of those favours... say tomorrow at dinner”

A shy smile appeared on Santa's face as he gave a nod "Yes. Dinner sounds great"

"Bye. See you tomorrow"

"Yeah. See you soon"

THE END. :-)

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OFFICIALLY TAKEN

"Hey sweetheart you alone?"

Santa rolled his eyes with an annoying expression on his face. If he had charged ten dollars for every drunk that hit on him, he would be very rich by now. He was waiting for someone in the club who by the way was fifteen minutes late when a man walked towards him and started flirting. He shifted to another direction hoping the man would get a hint that he was not interested in him

"I'm new in this town so..."

Santa turned to look at the man and scrunched his face when the scent of alcohol invaded his nose

"...would you give me directions to your house?" the man giggled

"Unbelievable" muttered Santa, clearly annoyed

The man plopped down on the bar stool next to Santa "Were you talking to me?"

"No!"

"Oh then please start"

"Why would I ever choose to acknowledge your existence?"

The man laughed "You're really sweet"

Santa slammed his drink on the table and glared at the man "I'm not alone. Go pick someone else"

The man smiled apparently too confident in his charms "Looks like you're not alone to me, wouldn't you want a taste of this" he ran a hand on his body trying to show off his well toned body inorder to gain Santa's attention "Why don't we go and find a room for ourselves huh?"

Santa felt the urge to bang the man's head on the counter "Like I said before I'm waiting for my boyfriend"

"Sure you're and he's right in front of you!" the man smiled, moving closer

"Just go away"

"What kind of boyfriend makes a cutie like you wait"

"I'm warning you..."

"Sorry I'm late" said a new voice

Santa smiled in relief as he recognised the voice. Before he had fully turned around, his lips were claimed by another, very familiar pair. Santa opened his mouth without a second thought making a muffled sound of surprise when he was shoved back against the bar. He felt a hand slip behind him and drop to his ass, resting there in a way anyone would notice

Santa whined when his lover broke the kiss. He didn't move for several seconds letting the counter hold his weight, realising that his lover hadn't moved his hand from his butt "Hi Perth" he greeted somewhat breathless

Perth smiled in reply and turned his gaze pointedly towards the man who was now staring at the pair, dumbstruck

"Who is your friend? I don't believe we have met" Perth's eyes darkened as if silently challenging the man to introduce himself

The man cleared his throat "I guess I was just leaving"

Santa tried to stifle a laugh

The man turned and walked away from the bar. Perth leaned in for another kiss "I hope Mr I-was-just-leaving didn't bother you too much"

Santa happily kissed him back "Nope"

They broke apart half a minute later. Perth moved a bit closer as he ordered their drinks

Santa turned his neck looking down at the hand that still rested on his ass "So...."

"Yeah?"

"Are you going to remove that hand of yours any time soon?"

Perth shrugged, accepting his drink from the bartender and took a long slow sip. He smiled obviously pleased with himself "Doubtful Love"

Santa laughed lightly and hummed "I didn't think so" he thought it was time for the whole damn world to know that...

Santa was officially taken by Perth.

THE END :-)

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MULTIPLE CHOICES

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Night had fallen fast upon the land. Jasper members, Aou, Joong and Pond had just finished eating dinner and now were heading back home when Pond spotted a familiar face sitting in a car that was parked not far from them "Hey that's Perth right?"

Aou squinted through the dark "Yeah it's him"

"What's he doing here?" asked Joong

"Didn't Santa say they were going to have dinner together?" said Aou

"I don't see Nong anywhere" Joong frowned looking around

Pond motioned towards the car "C'mon let's go see him. If he's up to something, I'm not going to let him hurt our Nong"

"You're right. No one will mess with our Santa, even if he's Perth Tanapon"

As decided, the three protective boys went towards the parked car where Aou knocked at the window since Perth was busy looking at his phone so he didn't notice their presence

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"Santa what's taking you so long?" Perth asked into the speaker, getting impatient "You're in the store for the last twenty minutes"

Santa hummed in response "There are so many choices Perth. It's really hard to choose"

"Pick one!"

"Help me out. What do you prefer?"

Perth was glad Santa wasn't able to see his flushed face. He heard a knock and turned his head up. Shia! Perth cursed looking at the boys who were waving Hi to him. What in the world were the Jasper gang doing here? They shouldn't be here! Not when Santa was buying condoms for them. Of course they knew about their relationship and the fact that they moved in together but he was definitely not ready for this situation. He quickly pressed the red button cutting off the call and smiled nervously, slowly pulling down the glass "Hi guys"

Aou furrowed his brows "Perth? What are you doing here?"

"Nothing...just sitting"

"Just sitting?"

Perth nodded

"Why are you alone? Where's Santa?

"Ah.. He's just..ah.. actually...." Perth's phone rang which caught Aou's attention

"Is that Santa?"

"It's not Santa"

"I can see his name flashing Perth" said Joong "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing" Perth was getting anxious as the three boys hovered over him

Pond crossed his arms "Then put it on speaker"

"But..."

"Look, we're not trying to invade your privacy but Santa is our Nong. He's like a family to us. We just want to make sure he's not in trouble"

"He's not in trouble"

"Prove it" challenged Aou

Perth was trapped. His mind had literally gone blank so he pressed the button knowing there was no way out. He was so screwed...scratch that...Santa was so screwed "Hello"

"Phi why did you hang up? I haven't decided which flavour to choose"

Joong and the other boys looked at Perth in confusion

"Santa listen..." Perth tried to warn but Santa cut his words off "Wait, let me tell you all the flavours. There's strawberry, orange, apple, mango, banana...can you believe there's banana?" he giggled "Maybe because 'it' does shape like a banana"

Perth's cheek turned deep shade of red while the boys were still confused at the weird conversation

"Ta don't..." Perth spoke again

"Of course I'm not going to buy that Perth" Santa scoffed "There's beer, vodka and wine...but I don't want you to use them. What if I accidentally bite you. We do kinda get out of control in bed"

Perth gripped the wheel tightly with one hand hoping the car would poof and vanish into thin air. His cheeks were so red as if he was giving an competition to a tomato

Aou's eyes widened as the realisation finally hit him. Beside him, Pond and Joong still looked lost. The leader looked around and saw a small medical store at the opposite side of the road and a blurry figure of Santa. He now knew what the hell was his Nong talking about and elbowed Pond towards the store, Joong following his gaze and the two let out a silent gasp

"Chocolate!" announced Santa proudly "We should try chocolate. What's your size again?"

"What!?"

"I'm not coming in here again if it doesn't fit you. I don't even know if they replace open packs. Wait let me ask the guy at the counter"

Aou's mouth hung open

Pond looked away, fighting back a laugh

Joong shook his head. Who knew their naive and innocent baby brother was this mischievous

"Ta stop!" Perth shrieked

"Well after our last time, I'm guessing you need an extra large" Santa whispered huskily "Remember you tore the last one"

"Santa please stop" Perth whispered

"Hey do we have enough lube? There's one mint flavour which is lubricated"

Aou had heard enough. He snatched the phone from Perth's hand "Santa buy whatever you need and get your butt out of that store now!"

A long pause

Like seconds turning into a full minute

Santa stared at his cell. Did he just hear P'Aou at the other end. No there has to be some mistake "PAo....no umm.. Perth?"

Aou handed the phone back to Perth "Just... just...oh god I can't believe I'm going to say this...be careful and please use whatever he buys" he turned around, pushing Pond and Joong along who couldn't stop laughing.

Perth banged his head on the dashboard. A minute later the side door opened and in jumped Santa with a huge brown bag "Shia! I just saw P'Aou, P'Pond and P'Joong! What were they doing here? And why didn't you tell me!"

"I tried but someone was too busy rambling on which flavour would be best for tonight"

Santa glared "Forgive me for being a caring boyfriend"

"Oh I'm sure your jaspaw gang knows by now how much you really care"

"Jasper!"

Perth rolled his eyes "Yeah.. Jasper"

Santa hid his face with both hands, feeling utterly embarrassed. He looked up to meet Perth's eyes "We need to have a danger code for situations like these"

"How about a banana?"

"Banana..." Santa thought about it "Really?" he asked with a sheepish smile

"No!"

Santa whined "How will I ever face them again?"

"Think about that in the morning" Perth started his car "Right now let's do something about that bag" he pointed at the brown bag and Santa couldn't help but blush at Perth's words

"How many did you buy?" asked Perth with an amuse smile on his face

Santa shrugged "I panicked so purchased everything that was displayed on the counter"

Perth hummed in pleasure and smirked "Looks like you're not leaving my room for quite sometime"

"Phi!" Santa gasped with the deepest shade of red decorating his cheeks. Oh, it was indeed going to be a long night.

THE END :-)

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                            AFTERCARE

LAST NIGHT

The aftershocks of his orgasm seem unending. Even now, free of his restraints, Santa could feel his body convulse spasmodically. He couldn't speak or think or move. He was utterly spent, every part of his body burning and aching with the echoes of his pleasure. Perth pressed the tip of a straw between his dry lips and brushed away sweaty damp hair from his forehead as he watched Santa greedily gulp down the cool water

"Easy, easy" Perth whispered when Santa choked, taking too much, too fast for his body’s sluggish responses. Water trickled down his chin but Perth is there, wiping it up without being asked and kissing his lips softly

"Everything’s Okay" Perth murmured in his ear. He repeated the words over and over, like a mantra, until Santa's eyes slid shut as he concentrated on what Perth was saying, feeling the low and tender rumble of his voice and warm breaths on the back of his neck

Santa could faintly hear Perth chuckling but he is too content to care. Exhaustion was catching up to him and he reached for Perth, wanting to pull him down beside him so that they could fall asleep pressed together.

 MORNING

Perth rolled over and yawned as his eyes fluttered open and close. He laid in the bed for a moment enjoying the warm sunlight that was pouring from the window of their bedroom. He smiled when he shifted a little and saw his boyfriend, Santa who was still sleeping peacefully.

Perth got up slightly and rested his head on the crook of his elbow and gazed down at the boy beside him. A smirk formed on his face when he saw the damage done to Santa last night. He could easily replay the moments again and again in his mind. Santa's collarbones were bruised from biting marks while wrists painted with handprints that were slowly fading. His black thick hair was a mess sticking in all directions making him look absolutely adorable.

Perth gently trailed his fingertips over Santa's chest where he left hickeys and bruises. He moved down to trace the pattern of his hand shape marks that he left on Santa's hips where he held him in place last night. The older boy bent down and placed a soft kiss, blowing a puff of air. He smiled when Santa squirmed in his sleep but didn't wake up. The poor boy must be so exhausted after having mind blowing sex last night. Perth gave a small peck on Santa's hip and rolled out of the bed

He stood in the washroom and looked at himself in the mirror. A satisfied smirk appeared on his face when he saw the bruises and hickeys on his body too. Last night had really been incredible for them with no one holding back from one another. It was rough sex but it felt so good and right for them. Perth sighed happily and took a quick hot shower. He then decided to make some breakfast for his exhausted boyfriend

Perth made coffee with some sandwiches along with buttered croissant that was Santa's favourite.

When Perth entered their room Santa was still sleeping. He placed the tray on the side table and a sly endearing smile played on his lips. The older boy kissed Santa on his lips "Good morning baby"

Santa hummed in his sleep and pulled Perth for another kiss "Good morning"

Perth had an amused expression on his face "When did you wake up baby?"

Santa cracked open his sleepy eyes and smiled softly "When...you..you kissed me here" he pointed at his hip with a blush on his face

Perth chuckled lightly "You are naughty" he kissed Santa's cheek and turned to take the tray "but I forgive you since you had rough last night" he placed the tray on his lap

Santa smiled seeing the tray "Wow" he pushed the covers off him and tried to sit up, that's when he let out a hiss of pain "Ouch!"

Perth frowned and kept the tray aside "Is it still hurting? Do you want me to apply the cream?" he asked in a worried tone, getting up to grab the cream

Santa held his arm and shook his head slowly. He blushed crimson when he locked eyes with his boyfriend "I'll be fine. I...I like this pain. It reminds me of you" he ducked his head down and bit his lip

A warm sensation spread over Perth's heart and he smiled. The older boy cupped Santa's face in his both hands "I love so much Santa"

"I love you too Perth"

THE END :-)

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                       DEFINITION OF LOVE 

Santa showed up at Red Cross Hospital, hissing and grunting as he supported his bleeding arm that was tightly wrapped in a small towel. It's funny how he got hurt since he worked in a public library, the safest place in the world. Well that's what he thought. The twenty two year old male would gladly like to blame the wobbly ladder on which he was standing to place the books on top shelf, only to come crashing down and land on the edge of a side trolley, slicing his arm on the way. The bright side of the story, at least he was successfully able to put all the books on the top shelf.

Santa had to rush to the hospital since the blood wouldn't stop, making it an even bigger scene than it was necessary. He hated hospitals and even more he was terrified of the shiny pointy things they call needles. Currently the boy was waiting in an emergency room for the doctor and he prayed, wished and even begged that the incoming doctor wasn't...

"Good afternoon"

Santa stared at the most gorgeous man he had ever seen in his life before and swallowed down the mouthful of saliva "Goo.." he cleared his throat "Good afternoon doctor"

"It's Perth" said the doctor and went to stand opposite to Santa and looked at the writing pad in his hand "This report says you fell from a ladder and you've a cut on your arm which is still bleeding?"

"You know... it's actually not that bad" Santa tried to smile through the annoying pain and batted his eyelashes "Just a small scratch"

"I'm going to take a look. If it's still bleeding, it might need stitches" Perth went to open the wrapped towel but Santa shrank back with wide eyes. This was exactly why he didn't want to go to a hospital "I swear it's no big deal. If you could just pass me a bandaid, I'll be out of here before you blink"

Perth gently took hold of Santa's hand "It's gonna be okay. Just let me take a look"

Santa wasn't going to give in 'that' easily "A bandaid is all I ask, by the way has anyone told you before how attractive you're?"

Perth raised his eyebrows

"Like when someone enters a room and your heart skips a beat?"

"Yeah that's arrhythmia. You can die from it" Perth explained deadpan, not letting go of Santa's hand "And stop ovary-acting" he finished with a smirk

Santa let out a silent gasp but then leaned in to whisper "I think you're drop dead handsome to make anyone's heart stop but skilled enough to restart it again"

"It's a cheesy line and you almost got me but I'm still gonna look at your arm"

Santa pouted but then perked up "How about you take my temperature instead? I feel very hot today"

Perth narrowed his eyes "Are you flirting with me Mister because let me make it very clear that I already have a husband"

Santa hummed playfully "Ah huh... Is he as cute as me?"

"Yes and definitely the sexist guy I've ever met"

"That's sweet of you to say. Now I'll leave you to your husband's thoughts if you could pass me a bandaid" Santa tried to pull his hand back but Perth tightened his hold "Nice try"

"For your information, I'm married too and my husband is also a very good doctor. He's not going to like it if you don't give me a bandaid"

Perth grinned "Then let's make this quick" he didn't wait for Santa to reply and unwrapped the towel

Santa hissed loudly at the sharp stinking pain and Perth hushed him softly "It's okay" he carefully looked at the damage and sighed "This will need stitches"

Santa's eyes widened "What? No no no...I can't have stitches. You know I can't!"

"Hey hey ..I'm right here. It will be over before you know it. Only three..that's it. Trust me okay" Perth went to grab the needle and Santa blanched at the sight, looking incredibly pale

"Look at me. Focus on me" Perth's gentle voice made Santa tore his eyes away from his bleeding arm and gaze into his eyes "If I keep staring at you, I might fall in love"

Perth cleaned the wound and started with the first stitch "What if I say I don't mind and I'm already in love with you"

Second stitch

"What about your husband?"

"I'm sure he would love to share a cutie like you"

Third stitch

"Do you flirt with every patient of your Doctor?"

"Only if the patient is as cute as you"

Santa rolled his eyes "I would like to meet this open minded husband of yours"

"He's simply the best"

"Is he now?" Santa glared making a face

"Better than all the rest. He's given me this lifetime of promises that he'll always be with me in my good and bad times, until death does us apart"

Santa stared at Perth

"I can feel him even when I'm alone. I'm happy when he's in my arms. He's the language and definition of love. My day starts with him and ends when I dream about him"

Santa blushed

"And I think you already know him and because I know he'll be waiting for me at dinner" Perth finished with the stitches and neatly wrapped a fresh bandage "Don't put any extra pressure on your arm for the next two days"

"Got it" Santa jumped off the table examining his arm "Thank you"

"Santa"

"Yeah"

"Don't cook dinner with that arm okay. I'll bring your favorite pizza after my shift is over"

Santa smiled and leaned in to kiss Perth on his lips. He looked down at his wrist where held a beautiful pink heart shape soulmate mark matching perfectly with Perth's mark "I've got the world's best soulmate"

"So do I"

"I love you Perth Tanapon Pongsapak"

"I love you too Santa Tanapon Pongsapak"

THE END :-)

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                    YOU COMPLETE ME (Part 1)

Santa laid wide awake on his bed staring at the huge ceiling poster of the famous singer Perth Tanapon. Everybody who knew him would say he had a crush on Perth but that was not true....

'Crush' was such an infantile word, one that must have been invented by older folks, the ones with an interest in belittling young love. Santa hated it. He didn't have a crush on Perth, he loved him with the passion hotter than thousands of suns. He was always in his mind and Perth's face inked to his heart.

The reason behind Santa not being able to cross the road to dreamland was his twenty first birthday which was tomorrow. It meant that he was going to get his soulmate's name printed on his left wrist, just like everyone gets on their twenty first birthday. His love towards Perth was so strong that he didn't want to know his soulmate's name. He didn't want to become some stranger's better half. He wanted Perth as his soulmate which he knew was way out of his league. Perth was a legend. He was two years older to him so he must have known by now who was his soulmate and that lucky person was definitely not him

Santa sighed turning to his side and looked at another Perth's poster on the wall "Wish I didn't have to..." suddenly an idea struck him and he quickly walked up to his cupboard. He pulled out a handkerchief and wrapped it tightly over his left wrist "I'll never see my soulmate's name. This way I'll only love you"

Santa laid back down blowing a kiss to Perth's picture "Goodnight P'Perth. I love you"

OTHER SIDE

"Perth! Are you ready for your photo shoot? C'mon we're in a hurry!" yelled Junior barging in the room where Perth was getting ready

Perth turned to face Junior with a glare. His manager who was also his best friend could be so annoying sometimes "Almost done Panachai!" he smirked knowing how much Junior hated being called by his last name

"Really Tanapon? You wanna do this right now?"

Perth laughed "I'm ready let's go but remember they can't have any pictures of my wrist"

Junior nodded showing a thumbs up

Perth had a good life. He was a famous singer with millions of fans all over the world. And just like everyone else, on his twenty first birthday, a name was printed on his left wrist

Santa Pongsapak 

Perth raised his hand and read the name again. Santa was his soulmate. Someone who's going to be a part of his life. Someone who's going to complete him. Perth even tried to find Santa through the internet but there were hundreds of people with the same name and he didn't want to create unwanted attention so left his fate in the hands of God.

The singer didn't want to make a show of his soulmate's name so he never let anyone see his wrist. He always wore long sleeve shirts or covered with some fancy band when he performed on stages. Many came to (fake) claim him as their soulmate but none of them had his name printed on their wrist. Deep inside Perth knew one day he will meet his soulmate and that day will be the most magical day of his life

"You'll soon find him Perth" said Junior and Perth smiled "May your wish come true"

MORNING 

"Santa! Open the door! Santa!" Pond banged on the wooden frame "Who sleeps till nine on his birthday? Open the door baby brother so I can give you birthday bums"

Phuwin who was Pond's boyfriend smacked on his arm "What are you five?"

Pond smirked "No three"

"It's Santa's twenty first birthday. He's going to get his soulmate's name printed on his wrist" Phuwin said excitedly

Pond's eyes twinkled in mischief "That means we get to tease him more. I'm sure it must be some weird name like Tobby... Robby... Mobby...."

"Shut up!" Phuwin scolded

"Relax Phu. I'm just kidding" Pond knocked again "Ta! Open the damn door!"

Santa groaned placing a pillow over his ears in order to block Pond's banging and why was Phuwin so loud. It wasn't like it was his birthday. He very well knew they were more interested in knowing his soulmate's name. He lazily raised his hand and saw his covered wrist. No one could take Perth's place...no one

"SANTA!"

Santa glared at the door "I'm coming!" he pushed the covers off him and got up to open the door "What do you want?" he asked sulking

Pond laughed at Santa's grumpy face and enveloped him in a big hug "Happy birthday Ta"

Santa smiled "Thank you P'Pond"

Next was Phuwin's turn. He hugged Santa tightly "Happy birthday Nong"

"Thanks P'Phuwin" said Santa hiding his left hand behind his back

"Mom and Dad will be back in the evening. Then we all can go and have dinner at your favourite restaurant" said Pond

"Okay"

"Sooo?"

"So?"

"Tell us!"

"Tell you what Phi?" Santa tried to walk past Pond but his brother caught his arm "You very well know what I'm asking Ta"

"No I don't"

Phuwin peeked behind Santa's back to see the name and frowned "Hey why is your wrist covered?"

"What?" Pond grabbed Santa's arm to twist in front despite of protests "What's this Ta?"

"Nothing"

"Nothing? Then why did you cover your soulmate's name?"

Santa pressed his lips

"You do have a soulmate right?" Phuwin asked softly and the boy nodded "Yeah...I felt the itch in the morning when I woke up"

"Did you read the name?"

"Yeah who's the lucky guy?"

Santa shook his head "I don't know. I didn't see. I covered it last night before sleeping"

"But why? Don't you wanna know?"

Santa shrugged "Not really"

Pond frowned but then he realised the reason behind Santa's behaviour "Is this because of Perth?"

Silence

"Ta we know you've a big crush on him but that doesn't mean you should stay away from your soulmate"

Santa walked back inside his room and plopped down on the bed sulking even further. Pond and Phuwin shared a look. They knew how much Santa loved Perth. The singer had become a part of his life so this day had to be difficult on him. The two sat down, taking each side

Santa's finger traced his soulmate's name "I'm afraid if I open this....I'll forever be away from P'Perth. I don't care who my soulmate is. I'm not ready to...not before I meet Perth and tell him how I feel" he laughed at his own words "I know he has millions of fans who claim that they love him but...I know this sounds stupid but no one can love him like I do"

Phuwin reached out softly ruffle Santa's hair "We know that Santa"

"Yeah Nong. Take your time okay. No pressure. You can remove the handkerchief whenever you want" Pond gave a side hug

"Thank you guys. You're the best"

"We know" Phuwin winked and cleared his throat "Aaaaaand you're going to love us more when we tell you about your gift"

"My gift?"

"Pond show him"

Santa watched his brother pull out three tickets from his pocket "These are front row tickets to the concert of your Perth Tanapon"

Santa's eyes widened "What!? How did you manage to get these?"

Pond smirked "I've my contacts. So are you ready to go?"

Santa grabbed the tickets, eyes shining with happiness "Hell yeah!"

Phuwin laughed "I love seeing dorky Santa in love"

"Phi!" Santa whined but inside his heart was pounding. Maybe this could be his chance to finally meet Perth. He looked at his covered wrist and wished silently 'Perth Tanapon'

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Santa was very excited to see Perth in real life that he arrived at the stadium one hour early. The place was huge and he wasn't surprised to see more than half of the seats were already occupied. He along with Pond and Phuwin took their places in front row and impatiently waited for Perth's entry.

Perth looked into the mirror adjusting his hair "So which songs am I supposed to play today?"

Junior stood with a paper in hand "There will be ten songs in total, My heart is yours, Come fall in love, This is where I belong, Hold on to me, Love is in the air. You will be given a half an hour break after the first five songs and then I'll tell you the rest"

Perth nodded mentally noting down the five songs he had to sing and picked up his guitar "All good?"

"Perfect" Junior smiled "All the best"

The stadium was fully packed now and the crowd had started chanting Perth's name. The whole place looked lively with large lights and a huge poster of Perth in the middle of the stage. People had only smiles on their faces waiting for their superstar to show himself. Santa was getting impatient as every second passed by. Where was Perth? What was taking him so long?

"Will you relax!" shouted Pond so Santa could hear him amongst the noise "You look as if you're going to pass out any second"

Santa had a small pout on his face "Where is he?"

The lights dimmed and Santa nearly froze on his feet but kept his eyes glued on the stage. A voice echoed in the stadium "Ladies and gentlemen. Put your hands together for your favourite singer who has stolen millions of hearts, the one and only Perth Tanapon!"

Perth took a deep breath and walked up to the stage with the spotlight on him. The screams grew louder, hands tried to reach him and many jumped on their feet carrying huge posters like 'I'm your No1 fan' 'Marry me' and 'You're the Best'

Perth smiled lovingly at the audience who roared in response. He stood in the middle of the stage with guitar in hand and microphone attached at the back of his ear "Good evening everybody"

Santa thought he was going to faint. Perth looked absolutely stunning in real life. How can someone be so perfect. Perth started singing and Santa's legs nearly gave out

"Santa!" Pond caught him before he could fall "Are you alright?"

Santa nodded "He looks so handsome"

Pond rolled his eyes while Phuwin laughed "Just enjoy yourself!" he shouted

Perth finished the second half of the song when his eyes fell on the front row people. He smiled singing towards them, finally stopping at Santa.

Perth's fingers paused on the guitar and heart skipped a beat. There was something about him that drew his attention. He was mesmerized by his beautiful face and boyish features. Who was this guy?

When the crowd started whispering, Perth blinked a couple of times and looked around. He smiled waving at the audience "I'm not done yet. Let's take it from the start!" he was glad the people clapped and cheered him to continue. He sang the song again but couldn't get his eyes off the boy in the front row

Santa swore Perth was looking at him and he just wanted to jump on the stage. His heart wouldn't stop hammering even when Perth went to take a break after finishing five songs.

When the concert was over, Santa tried to get past the security so he could meet Perth but they didn't allow him or many fans who were holding a board that read 'MAGNUS I'M YOUR SOULMATE' He felt a pang of jealousy run through him. After trying for half an hour he sighed in defeat and turned back around to leave

Santa reached the parking lot with a long face. It was after midnight and the area was almost empty. He reached near his car but couldn't see Pond or Phuwin. They were supposed to wait for him so where were the two lovebirds. Santa whined. This was the best and worst day ever. Best because he got to see Perth and worst because he couldn't meet him. He slumped down at the back of his car and started singing one of Perth's songs

Perth hurried his steps out of the stadium before anyone could see him. He was really tired and a little disappointed when he didn't get to see the adorable boy again. He knew it was impossible to find him in the crowd of thousands of people. The singer just wanted to go back home and get some goodnight sleep. Junior cleared the path and Perth reached the parking lot. He mentally thanked God that it was empty. Just when he neared his car, a soft melodious voice reached his ears

Perth looked around but didn't see anyone. The voice kept singing and that was one of his songs. Perth followed the voice until he reached the back of a car where a figure sat with his legs bend up to his chest "Hello?"

Santa froze and quickly got up on his feet. His eyebrows shot so high that it disappeared behind his hair and mouth hung open in shock because right in front of him was Perth Tanapon...his idol...his love... his everything "You....You.."

Perth smiled when he saw it was the same guy from the front row "Hi"

"You...You..." Santa repeated and the singer chuckled "Yes I'm Perth. I heard you singing. By the way you have a beautiful voice"

Santa's cheeks flushed hot and heart thumped so hard that he swore it was audible. Their eyes met and Perth smiled. It was a small smile but it was enough to make him go weak at his knees "Than...Thank you"

"I saw you at the concert too. You were in the front row right?"

Santa nodded

"Thank you for coming. I'm glad you like my songs" said Perth, eyes falling on Santa's covered wrist "If you don't mind can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sure"

"Why is your wrist covered? That's supposed to say your soulmate's name right?"

Santa bit his lips. Should he say the truth. Why not? He will never get this opportunity again "I turned twenty one yesterday but I don't want to know who he is"

"Why?"

Santa met Perth's eyes. It was now or never. He had to tell him about his feelings "I love you P'Perth, even before I got my soulmate mark. I can't think of anyone except you. If I uncover this...it means I'll lose you forever"

Perth was shocked and took a step back

"I'm not forcing you P'Perth. I mean no harm to you.. it's just that...I had to tell you first how I felt before I saw my soulmate's name"

Perth was lost at words. He had seen many fans, some of them violent and other stalker types but this boy was different. His love and affection was so pure. He could see honesty in his eyes and felt himself drawn towards him "I really don't know what to say.. ah.. what's your name?"

"Santa" replied Santa in low voice

Perth's eyes widened. No...this can't be true. It was too good to be true "San...Santa as in Santa Pongsapak?"

Santa nodded looking confused "How did you know?"

Perth forgot to exhale, inhale or do anything. He opened his mouth but no words came out, totally stunned as the name kept bouncing inside his head. The boy standing in front of him was... his soulmate. Finally he met him. He could already feel music running through his veins, words begging to come out of his lips

Santa was confused when Perth kept staring at him "Are you okay?"

Silence

"P'Perth?" Santa raised his voice and Perth blinked back to reality "Yeah?"

"You zoned out for a while. Are you okay?"

Perth slowly walked up to Santa leaving only one arm distance between them. He gently took Santa's wrist in his, holding it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. Santa wanted to pull away but Perth's soft touch made his skin tingle and heart beating so erratically that he feared it might fly out of his chest

Perth never took his eyes off Santa and slowly started untying the handkerchief. Santa didn't know why Perth was doing this but he just couldn't stop him. But he also didn't want to see...he couldn't see...not in front of Perth. He closed his eyes in fear.

When Santa's wrist was finally free of the clothing, Perth looked down and his smile only widened when he read his name. He looked up to see Santa had closed his eyes so he slowly brought his own hand up and placed it next to Santa's "Santa open your eyes"

Santa shut his eyes even more "No"

"Trust me. You'll never believe what fate has decided for you"

"I don't..."

"For me? Just take a look" Perth encouraged and Santa finally cracked his eyes open to their hands

Perth Tanapon 

Santa Pongsapak 

As soon as Santa finished reading, his world slowed down around him. All he could think was two words.. No ways! Before he could process the reality his eyes rolled at the back of his head and he promptly fell into Perth's arms "Santa!"

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"Where am I?" was the first thing Santa said when he opened his eyes. He saw his brother and Phuwin were sitting next to him with worried eyes "What happened?"

Pond smirked and lifted Santa's wrist "This happened baby brother"

"Congratulations Santa" Phuwin smiled happily

Santa read the name again and again as if making sure his eyes weren't hallucinating "P'Perth... is my soulmate?"

"Yes" said Pond "When you didn't come back, we went searching for you inside the stadium"

"And then we came back in the parking lot and saw you fainting in the great Perth Tanapon's arms" Phuwin grinned

Santa closed his eyes with his arm "Oh my God... I actually did that. He must be thinking I'm such an idiot"

" He... definitely doesn't think of you as an idiot"

Santa heard Perth's voice which made his heart flutter. He got up from the bed to see him standing at the entrance. Santa looked at his brother who understood and left with Phuwin, giving them privacy

Perth walked in closing the door behind "How are you feeling?"

Santa wanted to melt infront of Perth but somehow managed to stand on his two feet "I'm good"

"That was quite a dramatic reaction. You scared me for a while"

Santa blushed biting his lower lip

Perth smiled coming closer. He wrapped his arms around Santa's waist, not too tight but kept a firm hold and leaned "I can't tell you how many times I've imagined to do this... having my soulmate in my arms"

Santa's breath hitched and body shook a little. God he was loving every second of this. He felt bold enough and wrapped his own arms around Perth's neck "Me..Me too" he gave a shy smile "I can't believe you're my...my..."

"Say it"

"My soulmate"

"From here begins a new journey.. our journey"

"Our journey" Santa softly confirmed

"I'll always be with you and love you with all my heart and soul"

"You complete me P'Perth"

"And You complete me Santa"

Their lips met which was just the beginning of their beautiful life together.

THE END :-)

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                       Guide To Love

For the last fifteen minutes Santa stood, staring at the wooden door, hesitating before gulping down a lump. He tripped on the small front porch cursing on the way until he knocked on the door "Hey Junior! You there?"

A few seconds later the door opened revealing a sleepy Junior on the doorstep "Santa, what are you doing here?"

"I need your help"

"Do you even know what time it is?"

Santa looked around and shrugged "Sometime around ten?"

"It's past twelve. What do you want... wait a minute... what did you do?" Junior asked eyeing his friend suspiciously

"Nothing!"

"Then what are you doing here?"

Santa scratched at the back of his head laughing nervously "Look answer me okay. I really need to know something"

"What?"

"How do you know if someone likes you?"

Junior scrunched his face "What kind of question is that?"

Santa rolled his eyes "Just answer me for now. I'll tell you the details later. How do you know if someone likes you.. like... umm.. like..."

Junior raised his eyebrow when Santa fumbled to find the right word "..like romantically?"

"Yes! That's it. Phew! You're the best"

"Why are you asking?"

"Because you have lots of experience since you're dating Mark "

"I get that but why are 'you' asking?"

"Okay bye" Santa turned to leave but Junior grabbed his arm "Wait! Fine ...Okay so.. if someone likes you.. he will..."

"Yeah?"

"For starters he'll probably know you pretty well, like he pays attention to every small detail about you"

Santa thought about it...

FEW DAYS BACK 

"Santa what will you have? I'm going to get something to eat" asked Kong

A deep voice replied before Santa could "One cheeseburger, two french fries and a coke"

Santa stared at him. How did he know about my favorite food?

NEXT TIME 

Junior held the T-shirt, showing it to Santa "This will look good on you. It matches your skin color"

"Actually Junior.." started Santa but the T-shirt was ripped from Junior's hand "His favorite color is blue"

Santa blinked in disbelief

PRESENT

"Anything else?" Santa prompted in eager voice

"Umm..they would look for opportunities to talk to you"

FEW DAYS BACK 

"I'm having difficulty in understanding this theory" whined Santa closing the book

Junior scratched his head "You're right. Maybe we should ask a senior to help us"

"No need" said the voice "I'll explain it to Santa and he'll help you later"

Santa tried hard not to blush under the boy's warm eyes

NEXT TIME 

"My car is not working. I won't be able to come" Santa sulked making a long face "You guys go ahead without me"

Before anybody could speak a voice cut them off "I'll come to pick you"

Everyone stared at the person who shrugged "I need to talk to him on a pending project"

Santa could only nod

PRESENT

"There's one more thing that tells you he's into you" Junior pointed out

"What is that?"

"The best one actually. If the person likes you, he'll definitely get jealous of people around you"

FEW DAYS BACK 

"Aww..aww...aww...my eyes!" Santa bounced on his feet, rubbing his right eye furiously "I think there's something in my eye"

Kong caught Santa's hand "Wait let me see" he peeled his eye open and blew a few puffs of air

Santa relaxed after a few seconds "Thanks Kon.."

A loud crunch

Santa gaped at the boy who was now holding a crushed can of Pepsi, glaring ferociously at Kong

NEXT TIME 

Santa rubbed his palms, shivering when a cold wind blew at him at the beach "It's really cold guys. How long do we have to stay here"

"Kong has gone to buy snacks, let him come back then we all can leave" said Junior

"But it's... fr..freezing" Santa saw the boy move towards him but then suddenly Junior came into his view and offered his jacket "Here take mine. I've worn two tshirts"

"Thanks Junior. You're the best"

If Santa heard a growl from the boy, he was going to pretend it didn't reach his ears.

PRESENT

"I gotta go" Santa did an about turn to leave but Junior grabbed his arm again "Wait Santa. You didn't tell me who this person you are talking about?"

"I'll tell you as soon as it's confirmed" Santa hurried down the porch leaving a confused Junior behind.

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"Open the door Perth!" Santa pounded on the door "I know it's late but you can't sleep before clearing my confusion. Perth!"

Santa jumped when the door opened and he took a step back, feeling intimidated by the stare "Hi" he greeted nervously

"What are you doing here?"

"It's all your fault!" Santa shrieked, his voice holding none of his normally endless confidence

Perth frowned or more like gave a smouldering look "My fault?"

"Oh my God! Why don't you accept it huh?"

"Accept what?"

Santa glared and then started rambling "That you like me! That.. that you've been giving me all these signals for the last two weeks. I'm not blind okay! I even asked Junior and he confirmed my doubts.. you like me right? Tell me you like me... I mean I can't be wrong about thi.."

Perth wrapped an arm around Santa's waist and slowly pulled him flush to his chest. He could feel the boy's warm and rapid breaths on his cheeks and he grinned "I don't like you Santa"

Santa narrowed his brows

"I love you"

Santa gasped, eyes blinking in very slow motion "You.. what.. me.. you love.. you love me?"

Perth smiled tipping his head forward "Stop me if I do anything wrong" he waited for few a seconds before slowly pressing his lips over Santa's soft pink ones. The kiss was brief but it was more than enough to melt Santa's heart. He raised his arms and wrapped them around Perth's neck and deepened the kiss. He pulled back, blushing furiously "You love me"

"I do" replied Perth without any hesitation "But if you don't feel .."

"NO!" Santa felt his heart was going to explode in his chest "I mean .. yeah I.. I lo..I.. want to say.."

"Yes?"

Santa licked his dry lips "I.. I really really..."

"Really really what Santa?"

"I really really really...oh my God.. this is so much more difficult than I thought"

"No problem. I'll wait"

"Perth I'm going to say it okay"

"Go ahead"

"I really...from the bottom of my heart.. I .I... I Iike you!" Santa yelled moving out of Perth's grip and ran away before the older boy could catch him

"Idiot" Perth smiled and was about to step inside when he heard a loud shout

"I LOVE YOU TOO PERTH!"

THE END :-)

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                   MY BLUSHING ANGEL

'Let's spend some koala-ty time together'

'There's so mush-room in my heart for you'

'You must be a geologist because you rock my world'

A small giggle passed through Santa's lips when he read the last line. He was waiting for Perth so they could have dinner together. The boy was bored so he started surfing through his phone when he came across a site filled with love puns

Santa was surprised the site had so many love puns. There were food puns like..

I love you 'berry' much

We make a nice 'pear'

I 'do-nut' know what I would do without you

Santa scrolled the page down to find animal love puns

'Bee' mine

I 'whale-ly' love you

You're 'toad-lly' the one for me

Next it was time to read Perth's favourite kind of puns

I love you a 'latte'

I promise not to drunk call you. 'Alcohol' you later

Happy Octo-beer

Santa shook his head in amusement and heard the front door open. He smiled getting up from the couch "Hi"

Perth removed his shoes and greeted his boyfriend with a kiss "I didn't keep you waiting for too long did I?"

"No, I was going to get the table ready" Santa pulled back thinking about the lines he read. Maybe he could try it out on his boyfriend. He cleared his throat and tried to sound sexy "Perth I think you dropped something of mine"

Perth looked down "I don't see anything"

"My jaw" Santa replied with a smirk. He was going to complete his pun 'because you look so stunning' expecting to see a blush on Perth's face, instead his boyfriend looked lost and spoke before him "Santa your jaw is still intact"

Santa stared at him

"Are you okay?" Perth asked in concern.

Santa nodded. Maybe he should try something else "Are you a magnet? Because I..." and again before he could finish 'I'm always attracted to you', Perth narrowed his eyes in confusion "No I'm a manager in my company. Santa what's going on with you? Do you have a fever"

Santa pouted in frustration. How is that possible for someone who flirts 24/7 with him and not know these pick up lines "I'm fine. Let's go eat" he mumbled heading towards the kitchen

Perth smirked following Santa. He smiled when his boyfriend fumbled with dishes and glasses all the while muttering to himself. He cleared his throat "I have bad news"

Santa paused and looked at Perth with worried eyes "Bad news? Something happened at the meeting?"

Perth shook his head "No but heaven called today..." he saw Santa's expression turned from worry to clueless and Perth continued "They said they were missing an Angel but don't worry I didn't say I've him in my house"

Santa gaped at Perth "What are you talking about?"

Perth walked towards Santa and wrapped his arms around his waist "Sorry I couldn't hear you from all the noise"

"What Noise?"

"My heartbeats are louder every time you talk. I'm sure to miss a few words here and there" said Perth with a coy smile and then it happened...

Santa felt blush seared through his cheeks and for a second Perth thought his face was on fire. It was a really cute and adorable thing to witness, something he would give up the whole world to see Santa blush

"Perth!" Santa responded to Perth's sweet flirting which was the reason behind his flushed face. So Perth knew he was trying to flirt with him.

"Don't blame me. You started saying all those adorable lines, I'm just playing along" Perth saw Santa's blush deepened "Besides I would do anything to see you blush"

"Shut up" Santa gave a playfully hit on Perth's shoulder "I'm not blushing"

"If anyone asks, tell them I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated with your love"

Santa felt dizzy with an epic amount of blood rush on his face. Damn his face looked like he came out of the oven.

Perth went for more "You're like a dictionary, you bring meaning to my life"

Santa buried his head on Perth's shoulder to hide his face. He wondered if anyone could faint with blush.

"Words cannot 'expresso' how much you mean to me"

Santa pressed his face harder as a giggle passed through his lips "Stop!"

Perth laughed pulling Santa close to his body "Don't hide that face. I could go on and on all day to see my angel blushing"

Santa looked up still blushing "Roses are red, violets are blue.. all of my naughty thoughts involve you"

Perth leaned to whisper near Santa's ear "Wanna make that true?"

"Lead the way Mr Tanapon"

"Anything for my blushing Angel"

THE END :-)

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                     The Truth Is Out There

Their bodies writhe together in pure bliss. For these long loving moments they forget all the humans in the world, they forget every problem and fear, they forget where they are and focus on each other because that's all it matters to them.

The older boy could feel the low thrum of vocal chords against his lips as he dragged his open mouth over the heated skin. He inhaled deeply, humming a little in response as his tongue was flicked out. He dragged the tongue across the younger one's neck, up to his jaw while he nips occasionally leaving red bruises, embroidered around them are his teeth marks. He pulled back to examine his hardwork before kissing the sensitive skin and biting down, harder this time. The younger doesn't mind at all because his lover makes him feel wonderful and he gets lost in the world of love and pleasure.

Together they fit perfectly

NEXT DAY

"Did you see the size of it?" Pond adjusted his backpack as he, Aou and Joong walked out of the practice session

Aou scoffed "How can anyone miss that? It looked like Santa was mauled by an animal"

Pond pulled Joong's arm and eyed him sharply "You surely must know who gave Santa such a huge hickey"

"I don't know Pond. He's been distinct to me nowadays" said Joong removing Pond's hand

"Whoever did it must be eager" Aou grinned "I bet it's Ronnie... remember how they were looking at each other in the last practice session"

"Don't think so" Joong denied

"Why not?"

"Because after our session was over, Santa literally begged me to exchange places for the next class"

"Then who gave Santa a hickey"

"Why don't we ask him" Aou pointed at Santa who was exiting the hall in a hurry after changing into regular clothes "Hey Santa! Wait a minute!"

Santa cursed inwardly and turned around to face his friends "Can we talk later. I'm kinda in a hurry"

Pond eyed his youngest member suspiciously "Where are you going?"

"To meet someone"

"Who?"asked Joong

"A friend"

"I thought we were your friends" Aou folded his arms, his tone challenging

"Am I not allowed to have friends outside our team?"

"I need a name" Joong demanded getting into strict protective brother mode

"What is this? FBI's secret investigation? Why do you even wanna know?"

"What are you hiding?" Aou frowned

"Nothing"

"Then tell us who are you meeting" Pond took a step, preparing to stop the boy if he tried to escape

Santa took a step back "Look I'm really getting late. If I don't reach in time then..."

"You're going to see the same person who gave you this hickey right" Aou crossed his arms and spoke with confidence. He grinned when Santa's hand shot up to his neck "It's.. It's not a hickey"

Pond snickered because Santa was now blushing furiously

"It's a love bite okay. There's a difference between them"

"Oh really? Care to explain?"

"Hickeys are just pointless marks that are made out of lust or want, whereas Lovebites are more like praises, it's a mixture of lust and want but also made of love and passion" Santa explained in serious tone

"Did you just say love?" Joong's eyes widened

"Okay that's enough! I think the court is adjourned for the day. Can I leave now?"

"Who is in love with you?" Aou almost hovered over Santa and soon the boy felt himself surrounded by Pond and Joong "Answer Phi"

"Oh my God!" Santa groaned loudly, pouting at his elder teammates "You guys are so..."

"Santa"

Three heads snapped in the left direction where the voice came from, shocked upon seeing the person "Perth? What are you doing here?" asked Aou

Perth walked towards them, giving a smouldering look "I came to take what's mine"

Aou shared a confused look with Pond and Joong "What here could possibly be yours?"

Perth shifted his gaze on Santa who chewed on his bottom lip. With one swift movement he picked the boy up in his arms and looked at the three audience "I found it. See you... maybe not so soon. I might be busy for a while"

Santa's face flared up red and he hid his face under the crook of Perth's neck. As his lover started walking, he laughed lightly when he heard the loud and shrieking voices of his teammates

"PERTH AND SANTA!?"

THE END :-)

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              Trypanophobia (Fear of Needles)
                                    Part 1

Santa carefully read the instructions again before adding three spoons of sugar in the bowl. He tucked at his lower lip and started stirring the contents together "Okaaay... this is done! Now...I've to ah..." he looked at the recipe and grabbed two large chocolate bars "Cut these into small pieces, add them to the mixture and my cookies are ready to bake! Phew!"

Santa clapped in excitement. This was first time he was cooking and that too for his boyfriend. He and Perth had been going out for six months now and he couldn't have been happier. Tonight they both had a night off so Santa decided to bake cookies and enjoy their evening together followed by a small or maybe long makeout session. He blushed at the thought and shook his head with a giddy smile.

After taking a shower Perth entered the kitchen only to freeze at the scene. The platform was a mess with flour and coco powder dusting the entire area. Butter melted from the counter, dripping on the floor while dirty bowls were stacked in the sink. An amused smile played on his face when he saw Santa sway his hips, humming a song as he unwrapped the large chocolate bars

Perth walked towards his boyfriend and circled his hands around his thin waist, chuckling when Santa jumped a little but settled on realising familiar arms "Hey"

Perth kissed Santa's neck "How long was I in shower?"

The boy turned his head to kiss on Perth's lips "Long enough for me to bake these cookies for you. Hope they are delicious"

Perth smiled rubbing his thumb on the soft skin under Santa's shirt "Anything you make or do will be delicious"

Santa shivered at the touch and pushed Perth away "Stop distracting me"

"It's not my fault if my boyfriend is hot" Perth said seductively leaning in for a kiss but at the same moment his phone rang. He groaned eyeing at the device on the table

Santa smirked "Go get it and let me finish this" he saw Perth pick up his phone and got back to cutting the chocolate bars. He tried to listen to the conversation hoping there wasn't any kind of emergency where Perth had to leave. The boy got distracted for two seconds and just when he was cutting the fifth dice, a sharp pain shot through his hand. When he looked down there was a deep cut on his middle finger

Santa dropped the knife which fell on the floor and quickly grabbed a towel to wrap around his hand that was now bleeding profusely. He hissed biting his lips hard "SHIT! THAT HURTS!"

Perth heard the loud clang of the knife and rushed back in the kitchen. His eyes widened when he saw bloody towel wrapped on Santa's hand "What the hell happened? Are you okay?"

Santa cradled his hand to his chest and nodded weakly. He could feel the towel getting warmer inside his hand but he didn't want Perth to worry over a simple knife wound "I'm fine.. just got distracted and cut my finger"

"What!?" Perth crossed the distance and took Santa's hand "Let me see" he gently pried the towel off and narrowed his eyes in concern "It's a deep cut Santa and you're bleeding a lot. You might need stitches. Let's go to the hospital"

Santa visibly paled. Stitches? Him? Now that was a big NO-NO for him. He hated stitches or anything near his skin that had sharp pointed things. How in the world will he say to his boyfriend that he is afraid of needles. His breathing picked up even before he could stop himself "No..I mean there's no need to go to hospital.. I just..do you have a band aid?"

Perth frowned "Bandaid? Ta you need to go see a doctor. What if you might have cut a nerve or something?"

"So what?" Santa laughed nervously but he could feel his heart thumping wildly against his chest "I can always grow another.. I'm sure it's nothing serious"

Perth stared at his boyfriend for a moment. The panicked face, trembling body posture and wild eyes, told him Santa was definitely hiding something from him "Ta what's going on?"

"Nothing" Santa spoke in low voice. His entire hand was throbbing and finger felt like it was on fire but still there was no way he was going to let even the tip of needle touch his skin. He took laboured breaths and clutched his hand even tighter, letting the tears flow freely off his eyes. He didn't know when his body collapsed and joined the floor below "I..I don't... I can't...please"

Perth went down with him and cupped Santa's face in both hands "Hey look at me. Ta... hey breathe... c'mon... in and out"

More tears fell from Santa's eyes and he felt stupid to cry like a baby infront of his boyfriend but his fear was taking control over his mind and body. Perth placed a soft kiss on his forehead and he melted at the touch "Breathe Santa, I'm here.. stay with me"

"Can't...breathe" Santa gasped and Perth rubbed soft circles on his chest, speaking softly "Yes you can. Slow down baby. It's all fine. Stay with me"

Santa did what he was told. It took another minute for him to fully calm down and he slumped down over Perth's shoulder taking exhausted breaths "Sorry"

Perth pressed a firm kiss at the side of Santa's head "Don't be. It's not your fault. I'm guessing you have Trypanophobia"

"Huh?"

"Fear of needles"

Santa pulled back a little, blinking away his tears "You must be thinking I'm stupid"

"Of course not" Perth shook his head "Having a phobia doesn't make you weak. You're the strongest person I know"

Santa gave a small smile "Thank you"

"C'mon you still need to get your hand checked"

Santa whined making a puppy face "Do we have to?"

"Ta" warned Perth

"Have you ever heard the saying 'Kiss it better' Santa tried to make an excuse wincing when his hand throbbed again "Yeah.. I might need more than one kiss"

Perth hauled Santa up "Okay that's enough big baby. We're going to hospital and that's final" he wrapped a fresh towel around Santa's hand which was still dripping blood. He feared if Santa had actually cut a nerve. His worry only heightened when the boy swayed for a moment before steadying himself. He then held him by his shoulders and guided him towards the front door

"You're the worst boyfriend ever" mumbled Santa as he was led out by Perth who quickly got him settled in his car "Don't worry Ta. It's going to be okay"

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The ride to the hospital was blur to Santa. Every signal they crossed, brought a new wave of fear inside his already panicked mind. No matter how hard he tried to convince or even coax himself to be brave, he just couldn't get rid of the shiny pointed needle that was looming in front of his eyes. Not to forget his throbbing hand was adding more pressure to his uneasy stomach

Perth glanced at Santa and could easily detect the tension radiating from him. He placed a hand on his knees and gave a light squeeze "Relax Santa"

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who is going to get stabbed by..." Sabra gulped down the heavy lump ".. 'you-know-who"

Perth bit back a smile "Seriously? Harry potter reference?"

Santa glared

"Hey how about we go for an ice-cream treat after our doctor's appointment" Perth tried to distract the boy who scoffed in response "You're seriously trying to bribe me with an icecream?"

"Did it work?"

Santa groaned pressing his head at the back, closing his eyes. Perth really felt bad that he was asking his boyfriend to face his fear even though it was for his own good. One glance at the bloody towel and he forced himself to be strong. He parked the car and slowly nudged his boyfriend "We're here"

Santa's eyes snapped open and his heart started racing. He didn't want to get out of the car. Maybe he could make another excuse or...

The door to his side opened and Santa saw Perth extending his hand. He sighed knowing there was no way out since Perth wouldn't drop the matter.

Stupid protective boyfriend

Santa stepped out and instantly felt his world tilt sideways and his knees buckled "Whoa.." whether it was the adrenalin or the panic attack he had before or his fear taking toll on his body, he didn't know but right now he really felt dizzy

"Santa!" Perth wrapped his arms around him, heart filling with worry and concern "Are you alright?"

Santa closed his eyes shaking his head to get rid of the dizziness "Yeah... I'm good" he looked at the hospital and bit his quivering lips "Maybe I should rest in the car for a while huh?"

Perth sighed in sympathy. He ran a hand on Santa's hair "Baby we need to go now. Quit stalling"

"How about we do this half an hour later"

"Are you coming willingly or should I carry you?"

Santa's mouth hung open in shock "You wouldn't!"

"Ta please just...."

"What are you guys doing here?"

Santa and Perth turned to their left side and saw Arm walk towards them. Santa felt a rush of hope rise in his chest. Yes his senior would surely help him since he knew about his phobia "P'Arm!"

Arm slowed his steps at the high pitched call from his junior "Ah.. what's going on here? I thought you boys had a night off"

Perth opened his mouth but Santa beat him first. He stood next to his senior and pointed an accusing finger at Perth "P'Arm you have to help me! Perth over here is forcing me to do something I don't want to. Stop him and let's get out of here"

Perth rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's childish attitude even though he found it cute

"What?" Arm narrowed his brows, noticing the huge amount of blood covering Santa's hand "What happened to your hand? Is that blood?"

Perth raised his hand "Let me explain P'Arm. Santa was baking cookies and he cut his finger. It's bleeding real bad... maybe he needs stitches but he doesn't want to see a doctor because.."

"...because Santa is scared of needles" Arm finished finally realising the reason behind Santa's weird behaviour. It was a coincidence that he came to know about Santa's fear. On the first day when all the new students were asked to fill the form, Santa left the blood group blank. He overheard his conversation with a senior who was in charge of collecting firms, that he has a fear of needles and that he has never given a sample of blood before.

"You know?" Perth asked looking surprised

"I overheard Santa talking about it on the first day"

Perth nodded "He even had a panic attack before coming here"

"Are you okay?" Arm asked looking at Santa with wide eyes

"I'm fine!" Santa whined "P'Arm please don't make me go in there. You're my only hope"

The senior looked at the bloody towel and shuddered "Nong I know how much you're scared right now but you have to do this"

"You two are ganging up on me" Santa threw a betrayed glare at the two boys. Perth then placed his hand on Santa's arm and spoke softly "Do you trust me?"

Santa nodded

"You know I won't let anything happen to you right?" Perth smiled rubbing his hand "I'm right here with you. I won't let go"

Santa stared at Perth "You promise?"

"I promise" Perth pressed a kiss on his forehead and Arm smiled fondly "C'mon I'll be there too.. let's take one step at a time"

Santa nodded shakily gulping down his fear "O.. Okay let's do this"

"What were you doing here P'Arm?" asked Perth as they walked inside the hospital

"Oh I just came to visit my Aunt"

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It seemed that Santa had actually cut a nerve and was going to need six stitches. They were waiting for the doctor to come with the equipment and the boy just couldn't stop bouncing due to nervousness. The second he saw the doctor enter holding a needle in hand, he squeaked out loud

"I can't do this!" Santa jumped from the table and tried to run past Perth who was having a hard time holding him "Santa stop! Your hand is bleeding again!"

Arm too went to the other side of his junior and tried to catch him "Hey hey calm down Nong"

Santa trembled, eyes stung with hot tears and shook his head "It's gonna hurt.. I can't do this Perth...please.. let me go" he eyed the doctor who was holding the needle and gasped for air

"Just give him a minute" Arm said to the doctor who nodded

"You're panicking again baby. Take deep breaths" Perth shielded Santa's view with his body so he wouldn't be able to see the doctor until he calmed down "Focus on me"

"Let me go" Santa pleaded once again "Please.. can't he just wrap ten bandages and let me go.. we don't have to do that.. I can't... don't want..." he continued in a panicked voice

Perth hugged Santa tightly and cupped at the back of his head "Sshhh...It's okay... You're okay. You hear me? Everything is fine" he saw Arm walk towards the doctor and whisper in his ears

Santa clutched at the back of Perth's shirt with his good hand and whimpered. He felt the grip on him tighten and he welcomed the much needed warmth

"That's it. Calm down. Keep breathing for me"

"Don't go"

"I won't let go. I promise" Perth looked over Arm who motioned for him to continue his actions and words. He saw the doctor pull out another syringe and walk towards them. He gave a small nod and kept murmuring soft words to Santa "You still owe me a dinner so after this we'll go somewhere nice and order your favourite food. How does that sound?"

"Good" Santa managed to say in low voice

"And then we can also eat..."

Santa felt a tiny pinch on his arm and he stiffened for a few seconds before his eyes drooped close and he went limp in Perth's arms. Arm then helped him lay on the table "Knocking him out was the only way"

Perth nodded running a hand on Santa's head "I knew he was scared but not to this extend"

"You handled him quite well" Arm placed a hand on Perth's shoulder and gave a squeeze

"I would do anything for him" Perth replied without hesitation.

THREE HOURS LATER

Santa woke up to feel strong arms circling his waist and steady heartbeats echoing softly next to his ears. It didn't take long for him to realise he was safe in Perth's arms. He smiled snuggling closer to his boyfriend when a dull pain shot through his hand

Santa's eyes landed on his hand which was now neatly bandaged and flashes of what happened a few hours back came flooding his mind. He tensed remembering how ridiculously he was behaving, just a five year old child throwing a tantrum

"Hi"

Santa looked up and saw Perth smiling at him "How are you feeling now?"

"I'm good. How did I reach here?"

Perth adjusted his hold on the boy "I thought you'd feel better if you woke up here rather than in a hospital"

Santa hid his face on Perth's chest "I'm sorry"

"It's alright Ta. Everything is fine now. You're okay"

"You didn't let go"

"Just like I promised"

Santa hummed happily and Perth pulled his face up and their lips connected in perfect sync. Slow and easy, more intent than causal, more eager than reserved. Perth grabbed at the back of Santa's neck and deepened the kiss tracing the smile with his tongue. The boy moaned when Perth bit his lower lip and pushed himself further into the embrace. The need for air pulled the two mouths apart. Santa panted lightly, smile never leaving his face "You're the best boyfriend. I love you"

Perth kissed him once again and smiled "I love you too baby"

"Even with my fear of needles?" Santa asked in sleepy voice as a yawn escaped from his mouth

"Especially with your fear of needles" Perth replied kissing Santa's head. He guided him head to his chest and wrapped him in a tight embrace. Soon the couple fell asleep into each others arms with only their soft breathing echoing in the silent room.

THE END :-)))

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                       You're My Favourite

Perth looked down at the sleeping form of his boyfriend and smiled in content. Santa was fast asleep, his weight limp and heavy against Perth's side. He moved his arm slightly, letting it relax on Santa's shoulder, pulling him close to his body. The boy's arm was loosely wrapped around his mid section, soft snores escaping through his parted lips. Perth placed his cheek on Santa's head, feeling the tickle of his hair and adjusted himself more.

It was late evening when Santa came to Aou's birthday party. He was exhausted due to heavy dance practice and then had to go for a photoshoot. The poor boy could barely keep his eyes open when he sat down next to Perth on a bench in the garden area and slumped towards his side. Not a minute later, he heard Santa's snores

FIVE MINUTES LATER

Perth heard footsteps, his hand tightening just a bit protectively over Santa's shoulder. He relaxed on seeing the person's face

Aou walked towards the garden only to stop when his eyes fell on Perth and his youngest member. A smile played on his lips, mouth opening to comment on them but Perth beat him first

"Sshh" Perth gestured towards Santa with the gentlest of head movement, not wanting to disturb his sleeping boyfriend

"Is he alright?" asked Aou quietly

"He's just tired"

Aou nodded and jogged back towards his bedroom. He came with a pillow and handed it to Perth "Just in case you need to get up. Don't let him sleep without a pillow, he'll get a sore neck" with that he walked back inside

Perth placed the pillow to his side, heart warming at Aou's little effort. It showed how much the man cared for Santa and it made him smile. Though he was very much happy to stay in the exact position all night.

FEW MINUTES LATER

"What are you guys doing here?"

Perth looked up from his charge when he heard a voice and gave a small nod to Pond. He ran a hand on Santa's bangs when the boy stirred a little, hoping to lure him back to sleep

Pond crossed the distance and eyed the sleeping boy "He looks really tired. Is he alright?"

Perth looked alarmingly at Santa and then at Pond "He said he was tired.. but wait..does he look sick? Did you notice something?"

"No...don't think so but let's make sure of that" said Pond and went to grab a blanket. He came back and handed the blanket to Perth "Here, the kid looks cold"

"Thanks"

"I'll come back later to check on him"

Perth took the blanket, watching Pond leave. He draped the blanket over the boy, smiling when Santa snuggled into the material with a hum. Pond may seem to appear a tough guy but there was a soft place in his heart that was reserved only for his Nong Santa.

AND AGAIN...

Perth heard a scoff and rolled his eyes. Why was everyone disturbing him tonight. Didn't they have anything better to do than interrupt Santa's peaceful sleep. He titled his head and sighed "What do you want Joong?" he asked in a whispered tone

"Are you comfortable? You know we a have large and comfortable bed in here" Joong pointed out looking sideways at the sleeping boy and grinned "He looks cute by the way"

Perth pressed his lips in an attempt to stop smiling but failed "He had a rough day"

"Oh.." Joong took a step forward bending down a little to carefully look at the boy "I do know some acupressure points that will relieve stress and make him feel good as new. Do you want me to...?"

Perth nodded "Maybe later, I don't want to wake him"

"Ofcourse. Do tell me if I'm needed. I'm always here for my Nong" Joong reached out to place an affectionate palm over Santa's head "He looks so small" he pulled back when Santa shifted in his sleep making a small baby noise "Go back to sleep little guy"

Perth stared at Joong's retreat back. It wasn't often to see Joong's soft side and he knew the credit goes to the boy in his arms. Santa was one person, everyone was happy to be there for him.

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER

Junior walked in whistling a tune only to take standstill when Perth threw a handkerchief at him. He saw Perth motion towards the small sleeping bundle and he went to stand next to them "Who's that?" he asked not being able to see Santa's face

Perth slowly uncovered a little part of Santa who had again snuggled under the blanket "Santa"

Junior gave out a small amused grin "I wonder if he thinks of you as a giant teddy bear" he then added, concern and love dripping from his voice "Should I carry him to bed? He'll wake up with stiff muscles if he sleeps like this for too long. Maybe we can arrange something here for him. Wait Perth I think I can..."

"Ssshh!" Perth hushed Junior with a glare when Santa murmured incoherently about the dinner. He started playing with Santa's bangs and sighed in relief on seeing him go back to sleep "You're waking him up Junior"

"Sorry" Junior apologized "I'll head back inside. Call me if you need help with anything"

Perth nodded and saw Junior leave, wondering if the boy in his arms knew how lucky he was to have so many people care for him. Santa was important to him, very important but it seems everyone around the boy also held a special place for him in their hearts.

Santa's eyelashes began to open and he looked at Perth with sleepy eyes "Perth.."

Perth looked down "Yeah?"

"Why are you smiling?" Santa settled a bit more comfortably, head resting on Perth's chest and nuzzling under his chin

Perth reached up to stroke Santa's cheek "You are one lucky guy. Everybody seems to care about you a lot"

Santa shrugged snuggling even closer to Perth "You're my favourite"

"Your favourite?"

Santa nodded rubbing his cheek on Perth's chest, quietly listening to steady heartbeats "I don't need anyone, only you"

"No one but me?"

"No one but you"

The smile never left from Perth's face all night.

THE END :-)

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                  Learning Something New

The door clicked open and in stepped Perth, a warm smile gracing on his face when he heard his eight month old son, Domiia giggling and gurgling sounds. Every inch of his body felt a new wave of engery rush through it. He placed the bag on the side table and grinned when Domiia came crawling down towards him with smile on his little lips. Perth picked up his son and held it against his chest, smelling his baby scent he had gotten so found of

Domiia cuddle against his father, rubbing forehead on his chest and wriggled his bum, earning a chuckle from Perth who then proceeded to kiss the soft feathery curls "Hey baby.. Daddy missed you so much"

"MNnnmphj" Domiia replied looking up at Perth, hands tapping continously on his father's chest, showing how happy he was to see him. Perth kissed the boy again "I know baby. Where's your Papa?"

"Right here babe" Santa came out from the kitchen giving brief kiss to his husband "How was your day?"

Perth carefully bounced Domiia "Routine. Business meetings and all"

"Well we had quite a productive day" Santa smiled proudly and Perth looked intrigued "Productive?"

"Get down" Santa gently took Domiia and sat down on the floor, Perth copying his action "What is it Ta?"

Santa held the baby bundle steady on his feet, smiling when little pink lips bubbled with spit and big eyes stared at him, million questions swimming in their depths "Domiia can you say Dada" he cooed at his son

Perth's wide eyes were fixed on his son, eagerly waiting for him to say his first words

Domiia's head bounced from side to side, tiny toes kicking on the floor and small hands tapping on Santa's hands that held him as he babbled in his own language "Mmujp.."

"That's good too but can you say Dada...say Dada"

Tiny ears twitched among the mass of brown hair catching the pitch and tone of his father's voice. Domiia bounced again before clapping his hands, words slipping away from his pink lips "Da..da"

Perth's eyes shone with tears, happy tears and he kissed his son's palm and then his both cheeks "Oh Domiia I'm so proud of you baby. You said your first words"

"It feels like magic doesn't it?" said Santa adjusting his grip on the boy who wriggled restlessly. He felt Perth wrap an arm around his waist and snuggled closer "Why did you made him say Dada first. It should have been Papa"

"Nah" Santa smiled turning to face Perth "I wanted him to learn your name first because you mean the world to both of us" he kissed with a warm smile

Perth sighed in content "And you both are my world"

Domiia whined bouncing harder, demanding attention back on him. Behind him there was show going on TV which diverted his attention. His ears twitched again at the voice, fisted hands rubbing his nose playfully as the small boy spoke his next word "Fucb!"

Perth and Santa pulled apart, both pair of eyes growing impossibly larger "What did he just say?"

"Fuck you!" came another voice from television behind

Small hands flew in air, happy that he got his father's attention back on him "Fucb booo"

"Is he trying to say fuck or my ears are ringing" Santa asked in disbelief while Perth sprang up and made a mad dash to turn off the TV. He turned around and shook his head when Domiia was still blabbering the word non-stop "Fucbb.. Fucbb"

"Baby no..no..no..go back to Dada.. c'mon say Dada" Santa hugged the boy tightly to his chest, closing his ears "No bad words for you Domiia. Not atleast for next thirty years"

But Domiia chirped happily again "Fucb"

Perth sighed, shoulders hunching as he plopped down on the couch, knowing it was too late "Yeah baby. We are so fucked"

"Perth!"

THE END :-)

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                              Snore Addict 

1:00 am

Perth stared at the clock

1:15

Perth glared at the clock

1:30

Perth reached out to grab the clock and stuff it inside the side table

1: 45 (inside the side table )

Perth laid beside Santa who was trying to sleep but couldn't. He tried to relax himself but still felt restless. No matter how hard he tried... sleep was being stubborn tonight on him. After another twenty minutes of tossing and turning he huffed a breath. Perth turned his head and stared at the boy beside him. Santa slept on his stomach with head on right hand and mouth slightly open. Perth smiled taking in Santa's soft and relaxed features and looked like he had already crossed the bridge between sleep and dreamland, unlike him

Perth was missing or rather waiting for the sound that usually puts him to sleep. He was waiting for Santa to start snoring. The older boy had gotten used to hearing Santa snore, so he couldn't fall asleep without it. Santa's snores were really cute and adorable which according to Perth sounded like a pup of a large bear

Perth's hand slowly moved towards Santa's hair, softly running his fingers so the boy could relax even more and maybe start snoring. Santa stirred lightly and moved closer to him, mumbling something about being cold. Perth chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around the boy who partially opened his eyes, yawn escaping from his mouth "What...time is it?" Santa snuggled closer hiding his face on the crook of Perth's neck

"Ah...I'm not sure probably after two. Sorry I woke you up" Perth made round circles on Santa's back whose eyes were drooping close but opened them again "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm waiting for you to snore" Perth blurted out and Santa tilted his head up in confusion "What?"

"Snores Ta. I can't seem to sleep without hearing you snore" Perth confessed with a pout and now Santa was wide awake. He moved away from Perth and sat upright rubbing his sleepy eyes with his fisted thumb "I do not snore"

"Yes. You do"

"I. Do. Not. Snore" Santa pouted, crossing his arms. Perth sat up and leaned against the headboard "Ta you do snore...and it's really a cute sound just like a bear pup"

Santa's eyes widened "I do not sound like that! And how do you even what a bear's pup sounds like"

Perth waved his hand "I had my share of adventures. I'll tell you in the morning if you sleep and start snoring"

"I do not sound like that!" Santa repeated

Perth smirked "So you admit that you snore"

"No! And you are mean Perth Tanapon"

Perth laughed "And you're cute Ta"

"I'm not cute"

"My cute boyfriend who snores adorably in his sleep. And look what you've done...You've made me a snore addict person" Perth sighed dramatically

"Snore addict? Seriously?"

"It's true! I love your snores. They are like a lullaby to me. You've to keep snoring every night so I can sleep peacefully" Perth said in his serious tone

Santa groaned and laid back down. He didn't like to admit but he knew.... he snores in his sleep. His parents have complained many times before and even his sister once told him that she could hear him, one feet away from his room. But Perth said he loved my snores. Had his boyfriend really gotten used to his snores that he couldn't sleep. It was a heart touching gesture but also weird. He brought a pillow to his face, covering the blush that crept up his cheeks "You're weird Perth" he mumbled into the pillow

Perth chuckled when Santa bought the pillow up to hide his flushed face and he laid back down "Awww.. C'mon don't hide your rosy cheeks from me. Look at me Ta" he gently pulled Santa's arm and turned him around

"Do you mean it? About my... snoring?"

Perth wrapped his arms around Santa's waist and pulled him closer "Have I ever lied to you hmm?"

Santa shook his head "I know it's somewhat weird but...it's also kinda sweet. I love you Perth"

Perth smiled broadly placing a kiss on Santa's nose "I love each and every habit of yours. Now how about we cuddle closer so you can lure me to sleep with your snoring"

Santa giggled bringing their lips together "Sounds good. Good night"

"Good night Ta" said Perth and ten minutes later finally Santa's snores reached his ears as he closed his eyes, welcoming a good night sleep.

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

My Collection

It had been a month since Perth and Santa had moved in together. The boys decided to share equal parts of space in the house, both happily adjusting to their new life together.

They also shared a common wardrobe where more than half of it was occupied with Perth's sweater and t-shirt. Santa didn't like them. They were colourless, boring and plain. Some of them even had holes in them. Of course Santa loved when Perth didn't wear anything at all but whenever he wore a top it had to be either grey or black sweater. Santa remembered once Perth did wear a dark blue sweater when he was in good mood. Dark Blue? Is that even a colour? He thought colours should be red, orange, yellow and pink. Those were his favourite ones. He wished Perth would wear them once in a while.

Currently Santa was waiting for his boyfriend to get ready for their dinner date night. Perth was taking a bath when Santa decided to choose a t-shirt for him. If he was lucky he might find something bright but instead he was met with his grey and black collection. He smirked and grabbed all of his clothing and hid it in balcony.

Perth walked out, towel wrapped around his waist and water still dripping from his hair. He opened the cupboard only to gape in surprise. There were multi-colored shirts and T-shirts hanging in the closet which confused him "Ta"

"Yes Perth" cooed Santa

"Where are my clothes?"

"What?"

"My sweater and t-shirt Santa! I can't find..."

"Which one babe? Black one? Or the grey one? Wait a minute...maybe it's the black one again"

Perth frowned knowing what might have happened to his clothes "Santa did you hide them away?"

"Maybe"

"Ta! Those are my favourite t-shirts"

"Why don't you wear the shirt I chose for you. Look!"

Perth took a step back "Orange? It's too bright! I will look like an idiot"

"You will look handsome"

"No"

"Okay how about the red one?"

Perth's eyes went wide "Red one has sparky golden stripes on it!"

"It will go well with your black trousers"

"I have a perfect grey sweater to match my black trousers"

'But Perth...."

"No Ta...my clothes....now!"

Santa pouted "Fine! What is so special about them?" he went back to bring Perth's boring collection

AFTER DATE NIGHT

Perth was watching a movie while Santa was getting ready for bed. He removed his clothes wearing only boxers and lifted up the blankets straightening the curves when he saw Perth's sweater underneath them. He pursed his lips and picked up the material with his fingers. He held it up to his face and sighed happily. It smelled like Perth.

Santa looked at the sweater curiously. Why did Perth like these sweaters. A thought came across his mind. He pulled the sweater over his head sliding his hands into the sleeves. It was soft. It was soft, warm and it smelled like Perth. He hummed wrapping his arms around himself and swayed a little, enjoying the smooth fabric that touched his skin

Perth stepped in the room and froze for a moment. Santa was humming while he swayed from side to side. His eyes were closed and a small smile crept on his face. Perth thought his boyfriend looked so cute and adorable.

Wait a minute. Is that my sweater?

Perth noticed Santa had worn his sweater and was hugging it tightly to his body. Though it looked lot like he was practically drowning in it, sleeves so long that Perth could only see his fingertips. The collar was sliding off one of his shoulders and he wanted so badly to kiss his collarbone. He licked his lips, lust forming in his chest. His eyes then fell down where the sweater ended at Santa's mid thigh and only now he noticed he wasn't wearing anything else. Perth moaned loudly which made Santa open his eyes "Perth! God you scared me"

"You...you said that...you don't like my sweater"

Santa smiled "I don't like them...but this one is just.."

"Just?"

"Just like you Perth"

Perth crossed the distance between them and kissed hard on the younger boy's lips. His hands pulling the Santa close to his body as if any space between them was considered illegal.

Santa chuckled into the kiss. He never thought wearing Perth's sweater would bring out this surprising result. He kissed his boyfriend and matched his eagerness. They fell on the bed tangled into each other and Santa knew this was going to be a long night.

In the end....Yes Santa loved Perth's collection.

THE END :-)

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                           Failed Attempt

"I can do this!" Santa whispered nervously to himself. He was stirring his coffee so much that it was now looking like a mini tornado in the cup. The twenty one year old had come into this expensive restaurant with one motive. Kidnap a rich dude and get money as ransom.

How hard can it be?

Santa eyed the man whose back was faced towards him. The man screamed 'Rich' from his features with an expensive velvet coat and gold rings. Perfect target. It was almost midnight and Santa watched the man order one drink after another. Good! He would be too drunk to notice his kidnapping. Thank you God for making it easy for me.

Suddenly the man got up from the chair towards the restrooms. Santa grasped this opportunity and followed the man knowing there was a back door to the restrooms. He will just have to knock the man unconscious and take him through the back door.

What could go wrong?

Santa entered the restroom and was glad to find it empty except for the man who was washing his hands. He quickly pulled out his gun and slammed it on the man's head "Aaaww"

The man clutched his head and rubbed it twice "What the hell?"

Santa's eyes went wide "Sorry! Did it hurt?" he winced at his own question. Why don't you take him to a hospital, he scolded himself mentally

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Santa started shaking. The man was supposed to be unconscious by now and not ask him questions. He held his gun out and pointed at the handsome man...no scratch that...he did not say that. He pointed the gun at the man "Can I kidnap you?"

The man's eyes went comically wide "I am sorry what? You want to kidnap me? Are you even supposed to be out of bed time?"

Santa rolled his eyes. The man obviously thought he was underage. He was still shaking with fear "Please come with me.... I need money...it is the only way...you have to understand...please can I kidnap you"

The man gave a smile at Santa's rambling "Hmm..in that case I should be unconscious right now...ah" he eyes rolled at the back of his head and dramatically fell forward. Santa caught him before he could land on the floor

"What are you doing? I didn't even hit you" Santa held the man in his arms, mesmerized by his dark eyes

Santa focus!

The man cracked his one eye open "This has to look genuine. You can take me wherever you want"

Santa frowned "You are willing to get kidnapped?"

"How can I say no to a cute face like you. Besides I am bored in my routine life. I need some excitement"

Santa blushed at the compliment but his face still held confusion "Aren't you scared that I might hurt you?"

The man laughed softly "I would be scared if you didn't forget to remove the 20 dollar price tag on the fake gun of yours"

Santa's face flushed red. Price tag Santa! Always remove the price tag.

"First time kidnapping?"

Santa nodded "Listen...you can leave...I am sorry" he reluctantly removed the man from his arms

The man pouted "Oh come on! Let's do this...it will be fun"

Santa pursed his lips "I am not doing it for fun. I spent all the money I had just to get into this restaurant"

The man gave a small nod "I see...okay then at least take this" he reached out to pull a card from his coat "This is my office address. File an interview. If you are good I might hire you"

Santa's eyes couldn't go any further wide. Was the guy offering a job to his kidnapper "I...what...are you sure?"

"I see good in you. You are not capable of harming anyone. Do come to my office" said the man

Santa read the card and he nearly dropped it "You are Perth Tanapon? The Perth Tanapon! The multi-millionaire of this town?"

Perth laughed lightly "Guilty as charged" he pulled out another card "Take this too"

Santa held the other card with a questioning look on his face

"That is my private number. Do feel free to use it...ah..?

"It's Santa... Santa Pongsapak"

"Santa...I like your name. Hope to see you soon. I will wait for your call" Perth winked at him

Santa stood dumb folded as Perth exited the restroom

After a few seconds Santa jumped in the air. He just got an interview at the biggest company and most probably a date with the gorgeous man in town. It was the best unsuccessful kidnapping ever!

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Blind Date

"Should I break his nose or drive the fork in his eyes?" Santa debated as he sat opposite to his blind date who was going on and on about his latest surgery. The man kept bragging on how good he was "I'm the best surgeon they have. I save so many lives everyday"

Duh dude that's your job! Santa refrained himself from rolling his eyes again or else he would surely injure them from the strain. This guy was definitely weird

Santa regretted telling his friend Junior that he had broken up with Ken after he caught him kissing some other girl. Junior thought it would be a good stress relief if he met someone new. Now Santa was stuck with this doctor who acted like he didn't even exist

"And the other day you won't believe what I did?" said the doctor, Andrew and started a whole new story. Santa bit his lip hard and forced a smile. Where the hell is the food? Another ten minutes passed before the food was served. They ate in an uncomfortable silence where Andrew was keenly observing Santa like a hawk watching his prey

"So what would you like to have for dessert?" asked Andrew, not even bothering to look at Santa whose eyes widened. He wants to eat dessert too? How many more stories do I've to hear now?

"Ah...actually I was thinking..." Santa began but Andrew cut him off

"Banana trifle with coconut pastry. Yeah that sounds perfect" Andrew decided, closing the menu card and without even asking Santa's opinion, he ordered the desert. Santa gritted his teeth so much that his jaw started to hurt. Such a manipulative bastard

Santa had enough. This blind date was a disaster. How can anyone want to be with this man who thinks of himself like he's the seventh wonder of the world. He got up from the chair and was about to yell at Andrew when his eyes fell on the front door. Shit! It was Ken!

Oh yeah Santa forgot to mention that Ken still wanted to continue his relationship with him even though Santa had refused many times. There was no way he could go past through him without getting noticed. He was so screwed

"Where are you going?" asked Andrew with a frown.

Santa started sweating. What should he do? If he stayed for one more minute then he'll have to smash Andrew's face in the banana trifle but he also couldn't go through the main door because Ken would definitely create a scene. Suddenly a solution popped into his mind "I need to go to the washroom"

Andrew made a face and waved his hand "Wash your hands twice. Do you've a sanitizer?"

Santa smiled but his hands were fisted "I always carry a sanitizer in my pocket. I'll be back soon"

Santa quickly walked towards the washroom area and took a deep breath. He entered in, finding himself alone. He climbed up the stall and jerked the handle a couple of times and gave a pull at the window with a frustrating grunt. A couple of more pull and Santa was able to open the window.

Santa dragged his body and crawled out to his freedom. In his urge to get out as soon as possible Santa blindly threw his body out of the window and he was airborne for a few seconds

It was a soft landing

Santa was surprised why he didn't feel the hard ground. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a face underneath him, Scratch that the most handsome face he had ever seen in his life

The man had a scowl on his face but that just made him even more stunning. Santa saw the man's scowl deepened when he said "Do you mind?" He quickly moved to his side and made room for the man to sit right next to him

The man first eyed Santa and then at the window of the restaurant from where he fell on top of him. Santa scratched at the back of his head and smiled sheepishly "It's not what it looks like"

The man smirked "There is a thing called a door so you don't have to use windows to get out"

Santa felt a blush creep up to his cheeks "Um..actually my friend set me up with such a horrible date...and then my ex showed up...he just doesn't understand the meaning of 'no' so...I needed to escape and...then...I..." he eyed at the window

The man stared at Santa "I'm Perth" he got up from the ground and extended his hand

Santa took Perth's hand "Santa" just when he placed his foot on the ground and a yell escaped from his mouth "Ouch!" he caught his leg and hopped on one foot

"What's the matter?" asked Perth

Santa screwed his eyes shut and gingerly placed his foot but again pulled back up "Shit! I think I broke my ankle" he was about to fall again when Perth caught him and the next thing Santa knew, he was cradled in strong arms "Wh..What are you doing?"

Perth shifted until he was comfortable "You're hurt and you need a doctor"

Santa squirmed "Put me down. How can I trust you? We just literally met"

"I'm Perth"

"So? What if you kidnap me or...or...sell me to some kind of secret clinic that will take away my kidneys"

Perth raised his eyebrows in question "You see too many movies"

Santa pouted "I do not! By the way what were you doing down here?"

"I was waiting for my friend. I'm a drug dealer. I sell drugs to kids" stated Perth and started walking. He saw Santa's eyebrows shot up so high that he couldn't see them anymore

"What!?!" yelled Santa and Perth let out a laugh "Are you always this naive or..."

"Or?"

"You know... oblivious fool" said Perth and Santa glared at him. He was then taken to a car where Perth made him sit on the shotgun "Okay I guess.. I can trust you since you've a nice car"

"How generous of you Santa" Perth drove to the nearest clinic. He even held Santa's hand when the doctor was wrapping his ankle to which Santa was secretly grateful. He was glad it was just badly twisted and not broken.

The doctor injected Santa with the painkillers and asked him to take rest. An emergency case showed up and they had to wait for twenty minutes before the doctor prescribed meds for Santa. Perth again helped him back to his car "Where do you live? Let me drop you"

Santa hummed as he started to feel the effects of the meds "I live...huh...I think..I've a house ...ah..where do you live?" he asked grinning. Perth shook his head and checked Santa's pocket where he found a wallet and his address

"You are sooooo handsome...who are you?" Santa giggled and closed his eyes letting out a happy sigh. Perth smiled and drove to his place. He again carried the young man and gave a couple of kicks at the front door

Junior opened the door and was shocked to see Santa in a stranger's arms "Santa? Is he alright? What happened to him?"

"Can I put the weight down. Your friend looks skinny but he isn't light weight"

Junior moved out of the way and guided Perth to Santa's room. He gently laid Santa on the bed and covered him with a blanket. Junior stood with crossed arms "Now will you tell me who you are and what happened to Santa?"

"Why don't you ask your friend when he wakes up in the morning. Goodbye" Perth waved, taking a glance at the sleeping figure and left the house.

NEXT MORNING

Santa groaned, opening his eyes and saw his friend sitting on a chair "Good morning" he wished and got a glare from Junior "Dude! Did you ditch your date last night?"

"What?"

"I'm talking about Andrew. He called me this morning. What's the deal with that?"

"First of all your 'Andrew' is a big time loser. He's creepier than Ken"

"What? And what about your leg? How did you get hurt?" Junior pointed at his leg. Santa was confused ...the last thing he remembered was being... at the clinic with... Perth "Who brought me here?" he asked hurriedly

"Some guy. Dark hair, blue eyes, haven't seen him before"

"Did he say anything?"

"No. Why?"

"Nothing" Santa felt disappointed. He should have at least asked his number so he could meet Perth again. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt something in his hand.

A small paper

Santa unfolded the scrunched paper and a broad smile appeared on his face when he read Perth's name written on it along with his number "Call me....your soooo handsome guy"

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Perth took a large gulp of hot coffee ignoring the burn in his throat and got up from the table. He paid for his coffee and hurried his way out of the coffee shop. Perth pulled out his gloves and quickly wore them so he would avoid stares from the people.

This was nothing new for twenty five year old Perth. He lived in a world where everyone was born with a soulmate mark which rested at the back of his lower arm. The mark was a claim, a soulmate claim. The very first words your soulmate says to you will be imprinted on your wrist, replacing the mark. Everyone knew this. It was among the first things taught in primary. Something Perth couldn't escape because it was everywhere.

Perth Tanapon did not have a mark on his arm or anywhere else on his body. This only concluded one thing : Perth did not have a soulmate.

Things were tough for Perth since childhood. All kids in school and college made fun of him for not having a soulmate mark. Soon it resulted in him wearing long gloves so he could hide the mark that wasn't even there in the first place. As Perth grew older, he accepted his fate. He doesn't need anybody in his life. He was fine on his own. The loner was walking through the cold night when he heard voices....

"Watch where you're going asshole"

A pause

"How about an apology?"

Silence

"What's wrong kid? Cat caught your tongue?"

Thud

"I said I want an apology you little piece of shit.."

Another thud

This couldn't be good, thought Perth. He started in the direction of the voices, first at a walk then quivering his pace to jog towards the dark alley. He saw two men towering over a young boy who was definitely scared and was struggling to get free

"Hey!" Perth yelled hoping to sound intimidating "Let him go! I have called the cops!" he lied and was glad when he saw the two bullies run off the other direction. Perth ran over to the skinny boy slowly pulling him to his feet "Are you alright?"

 XXXXX

Twenty three year old Santa regretted coming to the party. If his best friend Junior hadn't insisted him to tag along then he would have been comfortably sitting on his bed doing his office work. The loud music, boys and girls dancing and fooling around, sure sounds appealing to any youngster but Santa couldn't enjoy any of those pleasures. For one, he was mute since birth. Secondly everyone he met always looked at him with pityful eyes.

After staying for an hour, Santa got bored as no one was interested in communicating with a mute guy. He walked out of the party and towards his house. A little heart broken, Santa was in his own world when he accidentally bumped into someone.

Santa bowed his head in an apologetic manner but the man, twice his size glared at him "Watch where you're going asshole" After that before Santa could blink, he was abruptly pulled by two men into a dark alley and slammed on the wall. He felt terrified from inside because he couldn't even scream for help. After enduring two hard blows, one on his lips and other to his stomach, Santa heard a voice. His two attackers fled away and he slumped down on ground

Strong arms pulled Santa up "Are you alright?" asked his saviour and he let out a silent gasp. Santa felt it. His left hand tingled as the words slowly appeared on his arm. The person infront of him was his soulmate. The guy was very handsome and he already felt himself falling for his dark eyes and killing looks. Santa sucked in a happy breath and smiled broadly. The one person he was looking for all his life was standing right next to him. He was about to show his arm when the man raised his voice

"Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?" Perth scowled at Santa "It's not even that late in the night. Why didn't you scream for help? Anyone would've come to help you"

Santa flinched at the loud words

Perth stared at Santa "What? Didn't you hear a word I said?"

Santa nodded

Perth raised his hands in frustration "Perfect! Now you won't even talk to me. How about a thank you?"

Santa's eyes shone with tears

"Unbelievable. If I hadn't come to your rescue then they would've beaten the crap out of you, maybe worse"

A single tear rolled down from Santa's eyes

"I hope I never see a dumb person like you again"

"Santa?" a new voice was heard and Perth saw a man come running towards them "Santa! What's going on? Are you alright?" Junior asked looking at his friend's busted lips

Santa nodded pointing at Perth and ducked his head down. He then raised his hands and signed something which made Perth frown. Junior understood the sign language "You saved him.Thank you"

"What did he just do?" asked Perth

Junior wrapped his arms around Santa's shoulder "He is born mute. He uses sign language to communicate"

Perth felt like a bucket of cold water was dropped on him. A deep guilt settled in his chest. Santa looked up and signed looking at Perth.

Junior spoke on his behalf "Thank you for saving my life but I also hope we never meet again"

Santa started walking with his friend. Perth stared at Santa's back and his eyes travelled down to his hand. That's when he read the words 'Are you alright' and his knees almost buckled. Wasn't these exact words he said a minute ago. Realization shook his body to the core "Oh my God...he's my soulmate"

Chapter Text

If anyone in the world was giving away the award of being a douchebag, Perth thought he deserved it. What the hell did he just do. All his life he thought there wasn't anybody meant for him, that he didn't have a soulmate but now when the person who by the way was the cutest human being on this planet, stood right in front of him, he had to yell at him and call him dumb.

Perth cursed himself with all the words he could think of and ran to catch up with his soulmate. He had to apologize for his rude behaviour. His eyes frantically searched through the dark and cold night but he was too late. The boy was no where to be seen. Perth sighed thinking what he had done. How in the world will he find him again "What was his name...Santa" he smiled fondly. It sounded like sweet candy that every child wanted in his childhood

Perth looked down at his gloved hands. Now he knew the real reason why he didn't have a soulmate mark. The boy couldn't speak so how in the world will his words appear on his arm. Perth didn't mind at all if Santa was mute. All that mattered to him was, someone was there for him. Someone who would love him back and be there with him for the rest of his life. Sadness filled his heart again. He couldn't believe he just lost his soulmate

No! This cannot be the end of his much dreamed life, thought Perth. He will not lose his soulmate. He will do whatever it takes to find Santa, apologise to him and tell him they are made for each other. Perth ran back to his apartment, mind thinking ways how to find Santa.

XXXXXXXX

Santa was silently crying when they reached his apartment. Junior first made him sit on the couch and then brought a glass of water "Okay spill it out"

Santa frowned so Junior sat down next to him "I mean tell me what happened back there? Why did you leave so abruptly? Who was that guy and why are you crying?"

Santa let the tears flow as he cried harder. He raised his hand upwards to show his mark and Junior gasped "Oh my God! You found your soulmate?"

Santa nodded

"Who is it?"

Santa signed "The one who saved me today"

Junior was confused "The one we just met?"

Santa nodded sniffing

"So what's the problem?"

Santa used sign language again "He yelled at me and said mean words. He called me dumb and wished never to see me again" fresh tears rolled down his face

Junior gave a comforting hug to his friend "Oh Santa, I'm so sorry. But why didn't you tell him the truth that you were his soulmate"

Santa pulled back shaking his head. His fingers were trembling as he signed "What if he hates me even more when he knows I'm mute"

"You don't know that Santa"

Santa sighed while wiping his tears and signed "I want to be alone for a while"

"Santa.."

'please'

Junior pressed his lips and gave a reluctant nod "Text me if you need anything okay"

Santa nodded and saw Junior leave. He laid on the couch pulling his legs up. It hurt him so much knowing his soulmate hated him. Tears welled up in his eyes again and he didn't bother to stop them.

NEXT DAY

Perth drank a sip of coffee from his mug while pacing around his hall impatiently. He had stayed up all night and finally came up with a way to find Santa "Are you done?"

"Can you describe his eyes again?" requested a sketch artist and Perth nodded "They are the colour of milk chocolate edged with deep forest green...just like an angel" The artist smiled and continued to draw. After ten minutes he declared the sketch was done. Perth was in awe when he saw Santa's picture "It's him" he smiled "Thank you"

Perth quickly clicked Santa's picture and forwarded it to all his what's up and facebook friends. He attached a message along with the pic that read : This is Santa and I'm very happy to announce that he is my soulmate. I made a blunder on our first meeting and hurt him badly. I don't know where he lives or what he does but I need to find him so I can apologise for my mistake. If any of you see him then inform me on the given number. Please forward this message to as many people as you can and help me find my soulmate"

THREE DAYS LATER

Perth was a mess. He couldn't sleep, eat or do anything without thinking of Santa. It had been three days yet he hadn't been successful in finding his soulmate. He had stopped wearing gloves and didn't care if people gave him strange and curious looks. He wasn't ashamed of the fact that his soulmate was mute. Perth thought of publishing Santa's picture in newspapers, maybe on TV or taking help from the cops, when his cell rang showing an unknown number

"Hello?"

"Hi it's Simon. Ah...I got your forwarded message... umm...Santa is it?"

Perth's eyes widened with hope "Yes! Did you find him?"

"Yeah. I see him right now at Central park on the Dubfoi street"

Perth was smiling from ear to ear "Thank you! Thank you so much Simon. You've no idea how much your call means to me"

Simon laughed lightly "I can understand. I just met my soulmate yesterday and now I know what it feels like to have someone special in your life. Anyways glad I could help"

"Thank you"

"All the best"

"Wait! Can you ask him to stay until I come?"

"That won't be necessary"

"What? Why?"

"Your mate is sleeping on the park bench....like a baby"

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Perth was out of breath when he literally ran to the park. Just like Simon had told him, he found Santa sleeping on a bench. Perth slowly walked towards him and hunched down near his face. A soft smile spread on his face seeing Santa sleep so peacefully. His features were angelic, face as fresh as dew drop. He made gentle snuffling noises as he breathed unblemished by the hurts of life. Perth's eyes fell on Santa's arm where in cursive was written 'Are you alright' He traced his fingers lightly over the mark "Santa"

HOUR BACK

Santa sat down on the park bench with a heavy heart. The last three days were the worst days of his life. It never bothered him that he couldn't speak but today he wished god hadn't taken this ability. For the first time in his life he felt incomplete. Things would be different if only he had his voice. His soulmate wouldn't have yelled at him and thought of him as a burden. Why is life so unfair to me, thought Santa. He felt emotionally exhausted and closed his eyes letting out a tired sigh. The boy never knew when sleep claimed him and his body slipped to his side

PRESENT

"Santa" Perth called out softly not to startle the boy. When he saw Santa showed no signs of waking up he tried again "Santa wake up"

Santa's eyes flicked open and bolted upright. He looked around trying to get his bearings and frowned when his eyes fell on Perth. Though a huge part of him was happy to see his soulmate, he couldn't hold himself from narrowing his eyes in anger

"Santa..."

Santa got up from the bench and tried to walk away but his arm was caught by Perth, the same hand which had a soulmate mark. As if a light electricity had passed through him on the touch, Santa closed his eyes and shivered. He clenched his jaw and pried Perth's hand from himself

"Santa please listen to me"

Santa shook his head

"I know we are soulmates" Perth spoke softly

Santa stared at him

"I know you're mad at me. Believe me I'm mad at myself. God I was such an idiot. I didn't know you were...that you can't speak. I'm so sorry"

Santa's eyes glistened with tears

"I've been searching you since last three days"

Santa looked like he didn't believe him so Perth pulled out his cell and showed his Facebook page. Santa gaped at his picture which was so perfectly sketched and read the little note "See you got 5000 likes and 4456 shares. I also used what's up and forwarded this message to all my friends. When nobody could find you, I was thinking of other ways that could help me... TV, newspapers even the cops"

Santa swallowed back his tears. A new ray of hope shone inside his heart. His soulmate wanted him. He didn't think of him as a burden. He then noticed people were now seeing them and talking in whispers.

Perth followed his gaze and took his hand in his "Let them see. I'm not ashamed of you Santa. I don't care if you can't speak. All that matter to me is you. I know I hurt you badly and I'm very sorry. I want to be with you..get to know you...even spoil you with my love"

Santa let out a small watery laugh

"Give me one chance Santa and I promise you won't regret it. Please forgive me"

Silence hung in the air for a few seconds before Santa lunched at his soulmate. Perth smiled as he hugged Santa back feeling the tension between them slowly melting away. Santa sunk into the warm body and concluded this was the safest place in the world. They heard claps and cheers around them and both pulled back. Perth's heart skipped a beat when he saw Santa had a small blush on his face "I'm so lucky to have you"

Santa shook his head pointing his finger towards Perth and then at himself. Perth knew he was trying to say he was the lucky one "We both are lucky that we found each other"

Santa nodded and they sat down on the bench. Perth intertwined their fingers "Can I ask you something?"

Santa nodded again

"You didn't come across my message on fb or what's up?"

Santa took the phone from Perth's hand and typed "I was so mad at you that I threw my cell on the wall. I haven't gotten a new one" he smiled sheepishly and passed the cell

Perth laughed reading the text "I owe you a new phone then"

Santa laughed silently

"What about your friend you were with the other night? Didn't he read?"

Santa again typed "Junior is out of town for one week. Even if he read your message, he wouldn't be able to contact me"

Perth nodded in understanding "Guess I had to find you here"

Santa was about to type again when Perth caught his fingers "Wait let me show you something" the older boy then moved his palm towards his chest and then crossed first and second fingers forming an X. Perth then finger spelled his name

Santa's eyes were wide as he nodded vigorously. He happily repeated his soulmate's name "Perth"

"For the last three days I've been learning sign language only for you so we can communicate easily"

Santa signed a thank you and hugged Perth who smiled in content "We'll make this work. You are my better half"

Santa pulled back mentally repeating Perth's words "My better half"

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Unforgettable Night

Santa nearly tripped on his own legs as he walked towards the elevator of his building, a brown bag clutched tightly to his chest. Being an omega wasn't an easy life for him. He had always been very careful to take his suppressants on a regular basis. Still sometimes during the unexpected heat he would find himself fighting against the hungry and lustful eyes of alphas

Santa's heat came on a regular schedule and was not supposed to make an appearance till wednesday which was three days from now but he was still on edge. When an omega was so close to their heat, even the tiniest things could set it off. That was why Santa had spent rest of his day locking himself in his office and avoiding his alpha co-workers and their alpha scents. Not only would he likely get jumped by an alpha but he could also get fired. Santa felt so relieved when the day was finally over and he literally ran to a drug store and bought his suppressants

The elevator dinged and Santa rushed in without noticing there was already a man inside. From his strong scent Santa could easily tell he was an alpha. His scent was so strong and musky that it was driving him crazy with need.

Shit!

Santa thought about stepping out of the elevator and taking stairs when another man walked in and pressed the button. The door got closed and Santa cursed mentally. Another alpha. He backed up in a corner trying to look as small as possible. Even look invisible under the dim lights of the elevator. Please let my floor come quickly..Please

Suddenly the elevator jerked and shuddered to a halt. Santa's eyes widened. This was so not happening to him. The man who entered last, Alan growled and banged on the door making Santa jump on the spot "Damn these useless things!"

Alan sniffed and turned around. His eyes fell on Santa and a smirk formed on his face "You're an omega...God you smell so good" he licked his lips seductively. Santa bit his inner cheek so hard that he tasted blood. He hated when alphas looked at him like he was some fuck machine. To his horror Alan took one step closer but suddenly a strong body shielded him bracketing his hands on his both sides "Play along" the second alpha whispered

Santa let out a small whimper. His eyes fell on the alpha and his heart thumped wildly. A strong wave of lust crashed over him. He was the most gorgeous man Santa had ever seen in his life with piercing blue eyes and thick pink lips. His scent was intoxicating so he took a deep breath to calm his racing nerves. A tingle crept at the back of his neck and Santa knew his heat had started

The man leaned in and Santa was about to push him when he heard him say "Sshh...I'm not going to hurt you. Just play along so he won't touch you"

Santa visibly gulped and gave a shaky nod

"What's your name?"

"S... Santa"

"I'm Perth" introduced Perth and turned around to glare at other alpha "Don't you fucking dare touch my mate"

Alan scowled at Perth and then his eyes flicked on trembling omega "Is he your mate?"

Santa was shaking like a leaf but he managed to croak out "Y..Yes"

Alan scoffed "Pretty weak omega you got there... smells good though. If you care for sharing, I'm more than happy to take care of him"

Santa caught Perth's acket from behind in fear and Perth took a step closer to Alan "You lay a finger on him and I'll rip your head off"

Santa felt a jolt in his stomach on hearing such a commanding voice. He could feel the heat pool in his belly.

Alan held his hand out "Chill man"

The elevator jerked again and was now moving upwards "No need to take it so personally. The weak freak is all yours" said Alan and stepped out when he reached his floor

Perth heard a heavy sigh from behind "Are you okay?"

Santa nodded "Thank you so much for saving me"

Perth nodded and took a step back "Why aren't you using suppressants? Any alpha can smell you from one mile"

Santa stared at him so Perth rolled his eyes "I know how to control myself"

"My..my heat has come early, I just brought.." Santa blushed raising his brown bag. The elevator dinged and stopped at his floor "Which floor?" he asked

Perth smirked and stepped out "Same as yours. I shifted this morning. Flat 204. I'm a florist, here this is my card" he pulled out a card from his wallet and extended towards the omega

Santa took the card with a smile "Oh, I live in 205" he bit his lower lip when his stomach cramped in pain "I should...go"

"Will you be okay?"

Santa replied by shutting his door on the alpha's face. The omega knew if he stayed any longer near Perth, he would beg him.. beg the alpha to knot him. He quickly opened the brown bag and took his suppressants. Santa then took a cold shower and laid on the bed as he felt the pills had started to do its work. He mind though kept thinking about the blue eyes. Perth was not like other alphas. He didn't jump on him or try to take advantage of him when he was close to his heat. A smile crept on his face as an idea struck him.

Perth dumped the empty bag on the kitchen counter and sighed. He had gone out to bring milk but had to come home empty handed. He wasn't expecting an omega who smelled like vanilla mixed with honey to get cornered by another alpha and him needing to be his knight shining in armour. Perth praised himself for controlling his desires around Santa. Never in his life had he seen such beautiful omega.There was an invisible thread that was pulling him towards the omega. Perth hoped Santa would understand the hint behind the card he gave to him.

As if on cue Perth's phone buzzed and he pulled the device out.

New message

"Thanks for tonight. I will see you at your shop on Friday at five in the evening"

New message

"I forgot to tell you...it's me Santa. But I think you know.. right? I mean, we just met in the elevator?"

New message

"Hope I'm not disturbing but thanks again. Good night Perth"

Perth shook his head and smiled. This was the best day in his life and he couldn't wait till Friday. The alpha walked towards the wall that joined their apartments and ran his hand on the smooth paint "Good night Santa. See you soon"

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Perfect Family

Perth pushed the door open to his house and smiled when two familiar scent hit him with full force. The alpha first took in his mate's scent which according to him was a mixture of cinnamon and mint. His omega had the best scent and he couldn't wait to gather him in his arms.

The second scent belonged to their son Domiia who also was an alpha like Perth. Sam was the best gift Santa had given to Perth. He was merely seven years old but strongest among the other children of his age. Well he had to be since he was son of an strongest alpha in town. Santa always thought he was exact replica of Perth. Everything from his hair colour and all the way down to personality traits, the boy bore a great resemblance to his father. Their family was small yet perfect.

Perth walked in further and suddenly there was a change in Santa's and Domiia's pheromones. It was like both were tense and hyped. But why? His inner protective alpha howled and he quickened his steps. He reached their bedroom only to halt his steps to the scene that met him.

His mate and son were arm wrestling.

"You're going to loose Domiia" Santa's voice was bit strained as he concentrated hard

Domiia let out a small growl, tightening the hold on his father's hand "I've already won two rounds Papa" he added more pressure to his right

Perth had a amused smile on his face "Is this what you two do when I'm not home?"

Santa titled his head and smiled at his alpha before turning his focus back to his son

"Dad!" Domiia squeaked out loud with a broad smile "I won two rounds with Papa"

"I let him win" Santa said and earned a chuckle from Perth

Domiia once again growled and slammed Santa's hand a little too hard on the table "Yay! I won! I won again!" he started jumping, black bangs bouncing on his head "Dad I won again!"

Perth placed a kiss on Domiia's forehead "You're a very strong boy"

Domiia smiled broadly but then turned to face Santa "Papa is not mad right?"

Santa smiled and motioned his son to come closer. He kissed Domiia's both cheeks "I can never be mad at you baby. Now go pack your school bag. Dad and I will arrange dinner for you"

Domiia ran to his room and next second Santa yelped in pain "Oh my God!" he bend over in half clutching his shoulder.

Perth's eyes widened as he rushed beside his mate "Ta! Hey what's wrong? Are you alright?" he asked in worry and concern

Santa blinked back tears "I think our son just.... dislocated my shoulder" he groaned softly and Perth gaped at him in shock "What?"

Santa nodded biting on his lips "Guess he has your strength too Perth" A small laugh escaped from Perth's lips. He was worried for Santa but also proud of his seven year old. He earned a ligh punch from Santa over his chest "No more pups for you Mr Tanapon. I think our son is enough to take the whole universe down"

Perth smiled fondly and then kissed hard on Santa's lips "Thank you for bringing Domiia into our lives"

Santa whined "I'm grateful too Perth but right now get my damn shoulder back in place before I pass out and...."

Perth snapped his shoulder back in place

"AAAAAHH...!!

Perth silenced him with another long kiss

The pain slowly melted away and Santa deepened the kiss. They both pulled back gazing into each others eyes "That was a great kiss" said Santa, panting lightly

"Want me to call Domiia again so you can have another round of arm wrestling?" Perth teased

"NO!"

"Just one round"

"No!"

"I'll kiss your boo boo away"

"PERTH!"

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Wrong Number

"I'm pregnant"

Two words. Two words were enough to make Perth's body freeze. He read the text again and again hoping his eyes weren't deceiving him but that was not happening. He was an alpha and had slept with few omegas but that was just one night stand kinda thing. He always used condoms and made sure he didn't claim any omega during sex.

Then again Perth knew condoms work only ninety seven percent at a time. Could it be possible he actually made an omega pregnant. But who? What should he do now? Perth took a deep breath. He was an alpha. If the child is his then he has to and will take full responsibility whether he likes it or not. The number didn't seem familiar but he had to know who's life did he ruined.

With shaky hands Perth dialled the number and waited for three rings before he heard a soft voice "Hello?"

Perth tried hard to remember who had such melodious voice but couldn't tell "Umm..Hi"

"Yes?"

"Wait! Bobby right?" said Perth

There was a pause "What?"

Perth cursed mentally. Bobby was officially off the list "Sorry. I mean Jake"

"Who?"

Perth growled in frustration "I'm Perth. The alpha you screwed with...not sure when"

"Excuse me? I think you got the wrong number"

"Listen I got your text. Is it true?"

"Is what true?" asked the voice which clearly seemed to be confused

"That..umm..that...You're...."

"I'm what?"

"You're pregnant" Perth finished tightly clutching his phone

"WHAT!?"

"Look just calm down okay. I am ready to take responsibility of our child"

"OUR WHAT!?" the voice shrieked

Perth narrowed his eyes "Don't stress yourself. It's not good for our baby"

"Hold on a minute" said the voice. Few seconds passed before Perth heard a yell 'I'm going to kill you Junior!' he heard distant laughter echoing in the background and finally understood the whole situation

"Yeah I'm back" said the voice "I'm so sorry...."

Perth smirked "I get it....you didn't send the message?"

"A prank from my friend. I'm not pregnant"

"But you're an omega?"

"What's it to you?"

"I'll take that as a yes. So can I know your name"

"No"

"C'mon it's the least you can do after you scared the shit out of me"

A pause

"It's Santa"

Perth hummed "Beautiful name for a beautiful boy"

Santa frowned "How do you know I'm beautiful. I might be ugly as smashed pineapple"

"I doubt that"

"I could have a mate"

Perth's smirk widened "Keyword 'could'

Santa sighed "Why are we having this conversation. Your misunderstanding is clear so I'd like to hang up"

"And here I thought we were getting along"

"What do you want Perth?"

"A date"

Santa's eyes widened "You're kidding right?"

"No"

"Why?"

"You're not like other omegas. There's something about you that's intriguing me"

"You mean to say I'm not behaving submissive or getting eager to be fucked"

"Also that"

Santa laughed

"Is that a yes?"

"I don't even know you"

"Perth Tanapon, status alpha, handsome single and faithful"

Santa snorted "I doubt the faithful part"

"Cruel"

"You couldn't even get the right name of the person you screwed"

"So I had few dates"

"And you slept with all of them"

"They jumped on me"

"Uh huh"

"C'mon Santa. I promise you won't regret" Perth spoke huskily which unconsciously ran a shiver in Santa's spine "Yeah okay..but let me make it clear Len. I don't fuck on first date"

"Second?"

"I'm not looking forward to get pregnant at the age of twenty two"

"Fair enough...twenty nine suits you?"

Santa spluttered for a moment "Sh..Shut up!" he was glad Perth couldn't see the blush that was decorating his cheeks "Do you want me to come or not?"

"Text me your address. I'll pick you at eight"

"Sure"

"See you Santa"

"Bye Perth"

Santa stared at his cell. Did he just get a date with an alpha on a phone. He scoffed at his luck but internally couldn't wait to meet Perth.

Perth smirked after he pressed the red button. He never imagined the outcome of one wrong text message. Who knows, maybe it could lead to something amazing

YEARS LATER

"You should thank me Santa. If I hadn't send the wrong text to Perth, you wouldn't be married to him and celebrating three years of your marriage" said Junior in the phone

Santa rolled his eyes "Of course I'm thankful to you Junior but we did the rest of the hardwork"

"You mean the countless number of dates and then him proposing to you"

"Yup and now..." Santa smiled fondly as he ran a hand on his stomach

"Did you tell Perth that you're pregnant"

"He's upstairs. I just send him a text"

"SANTA!!"

"Right...I think he got the message" Santa laughed "Gotta go Junior. See you at the anniversary party"

"Good luck" wished Junior and hung up

"SANTA!!" Perth took two steps at a time and ran towards Santa. His eyes shone with happy tears as he cupped Santa's face "Please tell me this isn't another prank from your friend"

Santa laughed kissing his husband "No my alpha. We're having a baby together"

Perth smashed their lips together pouring all the love "Thank you. I love you Santa"

"I love you too Perth"

THE END :-)

Chapter Text

Think Again

Aou stretched his muscles removing the kinks as another hectic day ended. He sighed removing his black gloves, ready to call it a night and head back to his boyfriend Boom "Hey guys you all are coming for dinner right?"

Joong zipped the bag close, hanging it around his shoulder "I'm starving"

Pond cleared his throat "Didn't you have a pizza just an hour back"

Joong scratched at the back of his head "My immune system works differently nowadays"

Aou shook his head, smiling "Well you're lucky Boom is cooking a full course meal to feed your tiny immune system"

"Is Santa coming. I haven't seen him all day" asked Joong and Aou nodded "Yeah, he and Perth too. They would be meeting us directly at my hou..."

"Perth stop!"

Aou paused with a frown. That was definitely Santa's voice but why did it sound so stressful. He looked at others who shrugged feeling equally clueless

"This is not the way to do it!" Santa groaned

"Babe you need to calm down. I've had lots of practice with this"

Pond raised his eyebrows "What are they doing?"

Aou placed a finger on his lips asking others to be quiet and pointed at the back of the practice room. He silently motioned them to follow him where they heard more voices

"Are you sure we're doing it right. Yours is really big" Santa whined

More rustling noise

"Ta stop moving too much. You'll hurt yourself"

"Ouch! This was really a bad idea. Why did I agree to do this?" complaint a grumpy Santa

"This can't be right!" Joong hissed "Are they actually doing here!? In the dance hall?"

Pond's face was a deep shade of red as he muttered "Nong, Couldn't you wait until you got home"

Joong giggled earning an elbow from Aou

Aou clenched his fist "I don't like this. It sounds like Perth is hurting Santa"

"Maybe if we change position, we can finish it before anyone shows up" suggested Perth with a grunt and Santa moaned "No this is better but my hole is too small, can you stretch it out with your finger?"

Pond gasped clamping a hand over his mouth. Okay so, one thing was clear. Santa and Perth were having sex right in the dance hall. Dang those lovebirds!

Joong avoided any eye contact with his friends, cheeks burning up in embarrassment

Aou swallowed thickly, wanting to dig a hole and bury himself

"Hey you're being too rough!" Santa squeaked in a startling voice "Just hurry"

"I'm trying Ta. Oh no I think we're stuck"

Joong's eyes widened "What the hell!?"

"Ssshhh!" scolded Pond with a glare

Santa sighed in frustration "I think we need help. There is no way out"

"Sorry babe"

"I told you, you were being too rough. I think you tore it"

"Let me try again"

"No thank you. We need genuine help... let me check if P'Aou is done with the practice, maybe he can help. He's a pro in this type of situation"

Aou's jaw dropped to his knees. He could feel everyone's eyes on him and he raised his hands in surrender "I swear I've no idea what Nong is talking about"

"Then why did he say your name?" Pond raised his eyebrows and Aou pursed his lips "That's what I'm about to find out" he stormed his way towards the back area, making sure his one hand was covering his eyes. The man cleared his throat as loudly as he could and almost shouted out his next words

"Santa.... Perth ...just stop what you both are doing right now!"

The young couple was startled for a few seconds, both taking a pause from their work. Santa looked confusingly at his friend "Ah.. P'Aou, why are your eyes covered?"

"Are you both decent? Like.. umm.. really dressed?"

Perth didn't know why Aou asked them such a question but he still answered "Ofcourse. Why? What's going on?"

Santa saw the rest of his friends scramble beside Aou which confused him even more

"They are dressed!" chimed Joong rather too loudly and only then Aou removed the hand from his eyes "Oh thank God!"

"What the hell is going on? Why are you guys acting all weird? Wait .. why would you all think we weren't dressed?" asked Santa placing his hands on his hips

Aou raised a finger "First answer my question. What were you two doing here?"

Santa and Perth moved aside to reveal a big box which was half wrapped "You invited us for dinner so Perth thought we'd buy something for you and P'Boom"

All mouths hung open in shock

"What? You both were wrapping this box?" Pond face palmed when he got a nod from Santa

"Perth brought this big wrapping paper and he seriously doesn't know how to wrap. I even scratched my finger because of him" Santa pouted slightly glaring at his boyfriend who rolled his eyes

"Oh yeah? What about the ribbon part huh? You jammed a hole on the wrong side and messed it up!" Perth argued playfully

Santa crossed his arms "Didn't I ask you to stretch it out some more so we could tie a beautiful knot? But we got stuck and I was about to call you but..." he paused looking suspicious at his friends who were still gaping at them "Seriously guys! What's wrong with you all?"

"Nothing!" Aou squeaked in a shaky voice "You.. you guys brought a gift? That's.. that's so sweet of you both.. thank you!"

"You're a true gentleman Nong"

"And Perth too... both are just perfect!"

"Yup! Definitely the best couple ever!"

Aou came forward and started wrapping the box "You need help? I'm always here for you Santa. C'mon you all, what are you waiting for? Let's finish this up so we... all good decent pupil can have dinner"

Everyone rushed to help Aou feeling extremely embarrassed to confess what they were actually thinking before. They were never going to forget this day for the rest of their lives. Though they couldn't stop themselves from giggling and whispering, blaming each other for jumping into conclusions.

Perth leaned in to whisper "Why are they acting weird?"

Santa titled his head slightly "I'm as confused as you are Perth"

THE END :-)