A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Third Person POV

Saint grabbed the frying pan from the stove and tossed it into the kitchen sink. Shit, he burned the bacon strips again. He should have focused on them instead of multitasking and beating the eggs and mixing the pancake batter all at the same time.

"Good morning, hon, what's that smell?" Perth walked into the kitchen while drying his hair. He had just stepped out of the shower.

Perth and Saint had just come back from their week long Hawaiian honeymoon and were trying to settle down to wedded bliss. With their own money which they had earned from their respective agencies they managed to buy their own condo unit just outside the city proper.

"Perth!" Saint exclaimed, "I wasn't expecting you to finish your shower this early. I was going to surprise you with your favorite breakfast but I burned the bacon. I have to start all over again."

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart," Perth hastened to assure Saint, "here let me help you with mixing the batter so that you can focus on cooking the scrambled eggs."

Perth slung his towel across his shoulder and took over the pancake mix. After cooking the scrambled eggs, Saint took out a new package of bacon strips from the fridge and set out to fry a fresh batch.

Between him and Perth, they were able to put together a delicious breakfast of crispy bacon strips and scrambled eggs and vanilla pancakes with maple syrup.

"Are you scheduled for any activities today?" Saint wanted to know.

"Not till this evening," Perth replied, "my group and I will be having a promo event at the central mall downtown."

"What time do you expect to finish?" Saint asked.

"I'm not sure but I will call you as soon as it finishes," Perth replied before reaching for his tall glass of orange juice.

"How about you, sweetheart, what are your plans for today?" Perth asked.

"My manager is asking me to meet up with him tomorrow," Saint said, wondering if he should let Perth know that he was about to start a new BL drama with a new partner, the tall good looking well built Zee Pruk.

"You're gonna have a new project?" Perth asked.

"Y...yes," Saint replied, starting to feel nervous because he wasn't sure if Perth was going to be happy about him having intimate scenes with a different partner.

"You wanna talk about it?" Perth asked, scooping a pancake onto Saint's plate and pouring maple syrup liberally over it.

"It... it's still on the discussion table," Saint said carefully, "so I'd rather talk about it when things are all firmed up."

"I see," Perth said, "eat up, sweetheart, I want to see you gain a little weight so that I can have some love handle to squeeze at night."

"No way," Saint said firmly, "I'm gonna run over to the gym and keep myself busy while you are at the promo event blowing air kisses to all your screaming shrieking fan girls."

Perth laughed and ruffled Saint's hair as he stood up to bring his used dishes to the dishwasher.

When it was time for Perth to meet up with the rest of his group, namely Title, Earth, Mark, Plan and Gun, he kissed Saint goodbye at the front door of their unit.

"I will be going to the gym in a bit," Saint informed Perth at the door.

"Oh, you were serious about going to the gym?" Perth raised an eyebrow.

"Of course I was," Saint replied, "and after the gym I plan to do a little window shopping to keep myself busy while waiting for you to return."

"Alright," said Perth, kissing Saint once more, "have fun at the gym but don't flirt with the well muscled good looking trainers there."

"I won't," Saint promised, keeping his fingers crossed behind him.

The promo event went well and Perth and his group passed on to their manager and staff all the gift bags and assorted stuffed animals and chocolate boxes that were handed to them by their numerous fans.

Everyone bid each other goodbye after their manager told them that they had another promo event scheduled the following week.

Perth was about to give Saint a call to let him know that the promo event had ended when his phone rang.

It was Amanda. After all this time, Amanda was trying to communicate with him again.

Perth looked indecisively at his phone. Should he take the call?

Perth decided to let the call get directed to his voicemail.

After Amanda left a message, Perth tapped on his voicemail to listen to it.

"Perth, I heard that you're back in town. I'm just calling to apologize for all the commotion that I caused on your wedding day. I wasn't myself on that day. I really don't know what made me do it. I hope we can be friends again. Please call me whenever you're available, you know, just to meet up and talk for old times sake."

Perth shook his head. He didn't want to have anything more to do with Amanda. He and Amanda were finished. He was now happily married to Saint. He was only looking forward to Saint's sweet company every single day of his life.

Perth tapped on Saint's number and waited for Saint to take his call.

After several rings, a breathless Saint took his call.

"Hi, honey," Saint said between gasps of air.

"What's going on, why are you having some shortness of breath?" Perth asked, getting a little worried.

"Oh, I just finished my workout at the gym. I'm heading to the shower room now. See you at our unit," said Saint, still breathing heavily.

"No, no, stay where you are," Perth said hurriedly, "I will go and pick you up at the gym."

"But I brought my own car," Saint protested, "just go ahead to our unit and I will meet you there."

"Just please meet me outside the gym," Perth insisted, "I will be waiting for you at the parking lot. I will look for your car and park right beside it, okay?"

"If that's what you want," Saint replied, shaking his head as he headed for the shower room of the gym.

Saint quickly finished his shower and as he stepped out of the shower, another guy stepped out of the adjacent shower stall.

"Hi," both of them said at the same time while smiling at each other.

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

For those who don't know him, his name is Joss Wayar, a Thai actor and model.

"Are you a regular here?" the other guy asked while drying his hair.

"Not really," Saint replied, "sometimes I get lazy and skip my workout for several days. You must be a regular here, judging from your ripped abs."

Saint could not help staring at the other guy's impressive six pack abs.

"Yeah, well I try to come here regularly," the other guy replied, "by the way, my name's Joss, what's yours?"

"I'm Saint," Saint replied, taking the hand that Joss extended to him.

While both guys were putting their clothes on and fixing their hair, they continued to chat and when they were both finished, they stepped out of the building together.

Joss put his arm around Saint's shoulder as he handed Saint his business card.

"That's my direct contact number right there," said Joss, "give me a call anytime you feel like doing so. Consider me a new friend.'

"Sure," Saint said with a smile as he accepted the card, unaware that Perth was standing right beside his car, looking on from afar, a big frown adorning his face.