Proofreader: azzianna

Strangely, even though I slept well and had good dreams all night, I woke up with stiffness and pain all over my body. What the fuck did you think, Peem? In short, he had no idea of it, but I panicked myself. Haha!

[T/N: Peem, you seem very disappointed. ]

It's like this when people are hit on their back. Please have sympathy and don't mind me. Let's just say I woke up with body aches because I went through a pillow fight. I rarely exercise. My muscles were not used to it.

I looked groggily around in the room before I ended up at the creature. Now there wasn't a pillow between us. That jackass hasn't woken up yet. Is it okay to secretly kill him by slitting his throat while he's sleeping? Huh? I turned my full attention at the person sleeping next to me. He's handsome even when he's sleeping. Damn it! It's really too much. But he was lying on his stomach like a child. Haha. The sleeping position was so funny. He was sleeping soundly. It's better to secretly take a photo of him. As quick as my thoughts were, I reached for my cell phone and took a picture of Phum. What I got was a man lying face down, his mouth slightly open, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Perfect. If I have a chance, I will definitely use it to shame him.

I shook the blanket off of me before getting out of bed. I didn't get the blanket last night, did I? So how did I get it? I shrugged, maybe I was sleepwalking, and grabbed it off Phum.

Then I began to explore Phum's bedroom. As soon as I was fully awake, I was shocked and nearly fainted from the first thing I saw. Oh my god!!

Teddy Bear!!!! The room is full of teddy bears. Teddy bears of every color, every size, and every pose. There are so many that you can open a museum. They were in the bed, on the round table, and along the glass wall, there was a shelf, especially for them.

I turned back and looked at the room owner in disbelief. Am I in a dream? How is it possible that a brutal person like Phum likes teddy bears? Very Impossible! But when I tried to pinch my own arm I knew I wasn't dreaming. It's real. Phum likes Teddy Bear, brothers and sisters!!! I want to shout and tell people all over the world.

I needed a while to come to terms with the teddy bear phenomenon in Phum's room, before regaining my senses and continuing to explore other areas. The bedroom should take up one-third of the total area because it is very spacious. The walls at the end of the bed and on the right side are all windows, giving a 180-degree view of Thonglor. I know this because I secretly opened the dark curtains and took a peek.

This room was rather dark and dull, including the color of the floor, the color of the curtains, and the marble wall on the other side. Even the color of the blanket and pillowcase is a grayish-brown tone. Some people might say that it looks elegant, but for me, it's a bit of a somber tone. Next to it, there was a small living room connected together. It looked like Phum used it as his office. Next to the bookshelves were a few paintings and sculptures. Nearby there was a guitar lying next to a pile of CDs. On the table full of books, there was also a teddy bear. He must really really like teddy bears.

On the sofa, there are game controllers, a laptop, stacks of books, game discs, a PSP, the remains of soda glasses, beer cans, and pizza boxes. This zone was starting to look like a trash dump. Bringing food up to eat in the bedroom, even though the dining room and living room are as spacious as a royal garden. But I didn't dare scold, because I was afraid it would backfire on me. I, myself, am not a fan of bringing food to eat in the bedroom.

I walked back into the room where Phum was sleeping, breathing heavily. I just noticed that on the marble wall at the headboard, there was a painting of iris flowers that resembles a famous painting by Van Gogh. I couldn't help but pout. Phum and art, no matter how you look at it, they don't really go together.

When I glanced at the lamp table next to the bed, I bursted out laughing because there were two teddy bears made of crystal sitting with their sad faces. They were literally everywhere. What a fantastic surprise! But then my smile faltered in mid-air. My upper and lower lips moved slowly until they formed a straight line when I saw a photo of someone in the photo frame next to the two bears. My heart pounded like I was falling from a great height.

The person in that picture is... KHAO FANG

WHY WAS THERE A PICTURE OF FANG IN PHUM'S ROOM? I moved closer to catch a glimpse of two boys in school uniforms, hugging each other and smiling handsomely at the camera. A smile as bright as the first sunshine in spring, a smile in the eyes tells everyone in the world that he is the happiest. A smile that I didn't expect to come from Phum.

Having pictures of your friends in your bedroom may not be unusual, but to the point of keeping it next to your bed and being the only one who has that privilege, I couldn't help but wonder why. Suddenly Tan's face flashed through my mind. My heart fluttered. Does Tan know that his friend loves his faen very much? Damn it, Phum keeps a picture of his friend's boyfriend next to his bed.

[T/N: What a great friend! He cares for his friend's feelings more than his own feelings.
azzianna : They both love their friends very much, how thoughtful 😌😌😌]

"What are you doing?"

I was startled, startled by the low, hoarse voice that asked. I stood up straight and looked at Phum. He yawned loudly as he sat up against the headboard and rubbed his head until his already messy hair stood out more than before.

"...Why is there a picture of Fang in your bedroom?" I casually asked what I was wondering about. Phum craned his neck to look at the nightstand next to the bed and then glanced up at me.

"Then why can't I have a picture of Fang?"

"So..."

"So what? I have a picture of my elder brother in my room. What's wrong with that?"

"Ha!! Elder brother?!!"

Oh, my Buddha my Sakyamani, Phum and Fang are siblings!!! My eyes were definitely bigger than goose eggs.

"You two, are siblings?"

Phum yawned again. He furrowed his brows and looked at me.

"...Well, I don't know. Well..no one told me. I'm confused. I'm also shocked. You two are real siblings. Siblings who crawled together. Hey, please tell me more. I want to know more."

"Why do I have to tell you?"

In short, to the point, I didn't expect it at all. But it's true as he says. Why does Phum have to tell me his personal matter? Who am I? What is the importance of me having to explain things that I misunderstood?

After saying that, he ignored me again, grabbed the phone, jumped out of bed, and walked awkwardly out to call someone. I didn't wait any longer and ran after his ass downstairs. Soon there was a staff dressed smartly and elegantly together with a housemaid in neat uniform. They brought a small basin, some detergent, and fabric softener. I saw Phum take the things and handed the money to the staff. When the door closed, I looked at the tall man's hand and the evil smile on his handsome face. Don't tell me...

"Take it. You want to do your duty, don't you? Please wash it thoroughly, hehe."

Damn, I really wanted to know, is he going to play the role of the villain from the moment he wakes up? I shouldn't have missed the chance last night when he made me an offer to end my slavery. I should have run away right then. I shouldn't let my emotions take over my consciousness.

Please take it as a lesson, that if you accidentally have feelings for a shitty person, what will the result be? Just look at me 😭. Some lessons don't have to be experienced by yourself. Come see and learn through me. Your life will not be difficult. With love and good wishes from Peeranat the Fool.

[T/N: Thanks for your advice but we still want to experience things ourselves.]

In conclusion, I did not know any additional details about the two siblings. I didn't know who was the older and who was the younger. Or are they twins? So why didn't I ever know about this? Why does it always have to be me who gets the news later than others? Why didn't anyone think to tell me? I thought about it and I wanted to fly off and strangle my friends one by one. Do you think I have intuition or something? It's such an important matter that someone should tell me or explain it to me. Oh, these two are brothers. Don't let me misunderstand. I even thought that those two people were secretly cheating Tan. It was really infuriating.

[T/N: Phum said พี่​ชาย "elder brother", why Peem said he still doesn't know who is the older and who is the younger??? I'm so confused.]

When I found out that Phum and Fang are brothers, something that once stuck in my heart seemed to be resolved. I used to wonder that Fang gives off fierce and cruel vibes like someone. In fact, he had the same personality as his brother.

I snatched the item out of Phum's hand and stomped my feet into the bathroom in frustration (with myself), cursing the entire way. In fact, behind the kitchen, there was probably a laundry room and a storage room, but I had to take a basin and wash the clothes, probably in the jacuzzi. Who would do that?

When I walked out to get the laundry basket, my eyes collided with Phum, who was smiling and in a good mood on the sofa in the living room. He raised his eyebrows and gave me a thumbs-up, so I sent back my middle finger. Do you think you're the only one with the fingers? You bastard.

This time, there would be no separation of white clothes from any colored clothes in this laundry. Whether student shirts or shop shirts must be washed together equally. I stood in the round bathtub, filled the basin with water, sprinkled on detergent, threw the clothes in, and followed by the soles of my feet. That's right. I used my feet to wash the clothes for Phum. I stepped on them, trampled them, stomped them. Thinking that those clothes were his fierce face, that's all. Just like that, the white cloth will be white like new. The colored cloth will be bright and colorful. Doing laundry is no longer a chore. I felt so much fun and satisfaction that I forgot the time. Hahaha.

After washing clothes and finishing hanging them under the sun, the boss ordered me to cook. He didn't seem to be scared (of my cooking skills) at all. The saltiness from earlier still lingers on my tongue. He still dared to make me cook again? Is he crazy? I wonder if he regrets when death stares him in the face. Kidney disease doesn't happen in one day. That day, the food might have by a little salty. A little means that today I'm using the same amount as before. Minced pork omelet with fish sauce flavor.

"Shorty, where's my boxers?"

"Fuck you! How do I know? That's your room and your eggs. Go find them yourself." I shouted back at Phum.

I was rushing to organize the water bottles in the refrigerator. After finishing this work, I will be able to go home. I've paid all my dues today. I thought about it and I felt like Nang Tard possessed me.

[*Nang Tard is the slave wife, the protagonist in the same name lakorn.]

"I can't find it. Come look for it for me. Hurry up! I'm going to watch cartoons."

[T/N: 🫨]

I slammed the refrigerator door and walked up to Phum in the bedroom. But I was not prepared to see him wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist showing off his six-pack figure, walking around the room with an annoyed expression and rubbing his wet head in displeasure. I rolled my eyes and stared at the ceiling in boredom. Am I your servant or babysitter? I even have to prepare underwear for you. And do I know where you keep your  Nong monkey? Jackass. I sighed and walked over to open and rummage through the closet. It was a mess. But เสือ(ก)** actually found a monkey, so amazing.

[*Nong monkey (slang), man underwear. What is monkey's favorite food? 😏
**เสือ /sèuua / tiger
    เสือก /sèuuak/ nosy person]

"Here. If you're looking for something, try using your eyes to find it. Don't just use your mouth." I got the chance to brag, "I'm done here, right? I'm going home."

Heck, get underwear and put on some clothes. Don't stand there and show off your white glowy skin like a presenter for skin cream. I'm not a monk.

"Then go. Who tied up your short legs?"

The bite was so painful, fuck you! I glared at him fiercely. Phum was dressed casually like he wasn't going anywhere. After annoying me, he went to sit on the bed and hugged a teddy bear, even though his hair was still wet, dripping with water. He was wagging his feet comfortably, looking at me with an irritating smile. I stared at Phum for a while, trying to suppress the irritation and the itchiness in my heart. Why does this man have this ability to manipulate my emotions? And suddenly a thought appeared in the middle of my brain. It is...

How can I like you? You asshole!

Maybe it's time to go home and question my own sanity a bit.

I came out of Phum's room feeling like a person who had taken leave of his senses. I thought back to what happened last night. Has this room been cursed? The first time I came, my body was crushed and I almost was kissed on the cheek. The second time I came, it was another slip and I almost lost my first kiss. Even though I thought he was going to kiss me, I took it as a bad omen. I don't know what the loss will be if I come for the third time. Answer me!!! Sorry! Haha. Is it funny? My dear friends? That question is for Mae Seu (guardian spirit).

[azzianna : You're losing it, Peem... 😅🤭🤭]

During the bus ride and then the BTS which was more crowded, I kept asking myself: how could I like Phum? Did he do anything to impress me? His personality is pretty charming: self-centered to the core, blissfully irrational, likes to give orders, and bullying is his way of spreading joy. In conclusion, he has no manners.

That being said, I haven't found any good points in him yet. Or do I like him because he's handsome? It shouldn't be the case. Otherwise, I probably would have liked Chan or Tan. When I imagined that I liked Tan, I immediately felt sick 🤢. With friends, I really couldn't.

[T/N: Phum is out of the scale from 0 to 10]

I have to ask myself what exactly the feeling I'm having right now. Do I really like Phum or is it just a crush? And are 'like' and 'crush' the same thing? Or what I'm feeling right now because of a bond? Um... well, we've only met for a little over a month. Where does the bond come from? This assumption is unlikely to be correct. Forget it... Or because of the closeness. Hmmmm...the only thing that can make us get close to each other is probably a brand of toothpaste (Close Up toothpaste). Because the relationship between me and that jackass was closer to wanting to kill each other. In other words, the parasite and the host are probably suitable. Even though I still can't find the answer for myself why I like that asshole, in my head right now, there's a sentence that appears and sits there smiling brightly, Along with a reminder that...

'What I am feeling right now, it is impossible'

I'm not confused about gender much. I'm confused about Why does it have to be this person? Why does it have to be Phum?

Maybe it's because I grew up with a transgender woman, or it may be because of DNA, or the result of my upbringing, heredity, or it may be a matter of consciousness that arises naturally or whatever. I don't know why I never thought that I was strange.

I have a group of close friends from when I was at an all-male school who are gay, kathoey, and bisexual. And when I entered university, I also had lesbian friends. We treated each other in a normal way, no different from other male and female friends. Even though no one had ever told or taught me about gender diversity, I knew for myself that I should honor and respect everyone equally as we are the same. I don't understand why some people hate and despise other people because of their sexual orientations and gender identities.

For me, all love is equal; and people of all sexual orientations and gender identities are equal. It's as simple as that.

What I'm confused about was my lack of understanding of my own emotions and feelings. Before it was not that I had never asked questions about who I am, what I am, and what I like, but the answers I received were never the same.

I didn't know how to define myself when I didn't feel like I was part of any group. Sometimes I think girls are cute. But I also think that some older boys are really cool. Once, a friend of a friend who was a tomboy flirting with me, I used to talk to them. I used to secretly admire a female friend in extra tutorial class who revealed that she was a lesbian. I don't know which box to put myself in. So sometimes I want to leave all the matters of man and women behind. So I decided and told myself that I could like anyone regardless of their gender. Gender is therefore not the main issue. The issue is: Why does it have to be this person? Damn it! Why do you fall for someone you shouldn't fall for? I don't know how to handle this. How do you deal with these things? It's like walking around in a dark maze. There must be a way out somewhere. But now I still can't find it. I thought until my head exploded. My brain is all messed up. Damn it. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I have a headache.

Plus, after looking at the situation, the possibility of my wish being fulfilled is very slim. If I continue like this, I'll definitely get crazy. So I have to vent. I have to take out the things that are weighing me down. I need to find someone to listen to me. So who should I consult with?

Is Q ok... No, he's not. It's better to give me a lethal injection, doctor! I'd rather die if I had to discuss this matter with Q. I'm sure he'll scold me. And I don't want to listen to him scolding.

Chan, by now, if he hadn't passed out from studying to prepare for an exam, he would probably be sleeping with someone. I don't want to give him more headaches.

Pan... No.

Tan, even worse, if he tells Fang about it. And if Fang told his younger brother, I'd be in trouble.

Holy shit, I thought I had a lot of friends, but when I was in trouble, why couldn't I find someone to rely on? This is what they say: Don't focus on the quantity, but rather on the quality. Chlority is more important than quantity. From now on, don't make that mistake again.

[T/N: Peem is flexing his English. Please generously give him some encouragement 👏]

By the way, is there anyone left in this world? Yoohoo, please help me. Or should I go or become a monk in order to be free from suffering, and follow in the Lord Buddha's footsteps and then continue stressing silently in hell? Buffalo! Eh, buffalo?...

Ai Beer!!! Is there any more suitable option than this? Beer is my helper. At least he seems like a good and considerate person. He didn't look like a loose-tongued man. Besides, his phone was still with me. Let's use this as an excuse. But what is the connection between Beer and buffalo? And what part of the world does he live in? When you want to know, you have to ask. I immediately called Tan. Listened to P'Pang Nakarin sing and wait. Not for long, the other end of the line picked up, but the voice of the person answering was not Tan's.

[What?] A curt and jerk like this should probably be...

"Fang?" Hearing Fang's voice, my mouth felt itchy. I wanted to ask about his bloodline and Phum, but I must keep my mouth shut for now.

[Oh, Tan is taking a shower. What's up?]

So you guys already packed your belongings and moved in together? It's really fast.

"Well, I, uh...I'm calling to ask where Beer's house is."

The silence took over for a long moment. Then it was broken by a deep, guttural laugh that sounded extremely irritating to the ears.

[Go Loi Krathong together for one night. And now you're following him home?]

"Dammit, it's not like that. I have a little business with him. Yesterday, he left his cell phone with me, so I'm gonna give it back."

[Leave his mobile phone with you...oh!!! Tan, you're heavy.]

[Darling, Who are you talking to? Huh!]

Wait, wait, you guys, calm down. You can't play the game of eggplants right now. I'm listening.

*Referring to a children's counting-out rhyme, used to select a person in games. The most important thing is that the chant includes the word "eggplants". Readers, you get it, right?

[Talk with your friend. Oh, Tan, let go of me! My shirt is all wet! Get off of me!]

Please hurry and tell me Beer's address, so I can hang up quickly. Then do whatever you guys want to do. Fang was screaming for a while, and then a sound similar to someone falling off the bed came in.

[Oh Darling, why did you kick me? It hurts.]

[Phi my ass! You should call me Phi instead. I told you nicely, but you didn't listen. Hello, Peem. Beer's house is at... Ow, Tan...you... I'll send you his number in a message. You call him and ask him his address yourself... Oh, Tan, you buffalo. I told you not to bite. Go away. I can't breathe. Uhhhh.]

Even xxx movie CDs bought from Khlong Thom couldn't be that hot. I held the phone to my ear, not knowing which way to move first, my mouth or my legs. Why do I have to encounter something like this? And how can I call him if his phone is still with me? Sigh, but I had to hang it up. Because if I don't hang up quickly, I'm afraid my ears must have been tainted from listening to a live-action movie by my friends. I don't know if they're in the bedroom or the battlefield. It's all so noisy.

[Sprite: Don't hang up, we love live-action movies 🍿
azzianna : Dirty mind... D-d-dirty mind..... 😂😂]

TBC >>>>>>>>>>