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It's around 11:30 PM, a time when most ordinary people are comfortably asleep. But here I am, driving like a maniac, almost drifting on the empty roads, but afraid I'll die before I can make up with my wife. This is the reason why I am not sleeping yet.

Peem called to tell me that Fang was throwing a fit (watch it, Shorty, don't talk about my love like that, or you'll get it). When I called Fang back, he only said one word to me: "You son of a bitch!" Such a lovely term of endearment. Then he hung up. I was so confused. From the moment I left my house until I reached this mansion, I couldn't figure out what I did to upset Fang.

"Oh, Khun Tan, you're here late." P'Chak, the security guard at Fang's house, greeted me with a smile as soon as I rolled down the window.

"I have some business with Khao Fang." I replied.

P'Chak smiled and nodded. Soon, the tall wrought-iron gate opened automatically. I said thank you and smiled at him before driving into the mansion.

Haha, it's more fitting to call it a palace than a house. The front gate and the house are almost three kilometers apart. There was even a series that was filmed in the living room. Well, it's the house of a bank president. If it weren't grand, it wouldn't make sense. They also export leather goods and jewelry, not to mention countless other businesses. I could go on all day.

"Hello, P'Nim."

"Hello, Khun Tan. You're here late. Are you here to see Nong Fang?"

[T/n: Oh, she knows he comes to meet Fang, not Phum.]

"Yes, P'Nim. Is Fang asleep?"

Phi Nim should be called "Aunt" because of her age, but since she's been a nanny since P'Oat, we call her "Phi". I come here often enough to be close to the security guards, maids, and gardeners.

"I heard some noise from upstairs earlier. Nong Phum screamed so loud that the whole house could hear it."

Haha, Fang must have been acting up with little Phum.

"They were probably just playing, P'Nim. I'll go see Fang now."

"Sure, go ahead."

I hurried upstairs and decided to go to Phum's room first. After knocking a few times, Phum opened the door with a scowl, phone pressed to his ear, probably talking to that idiot Peem.

"Phum, where's your brother?"

"He's back in his room. The spare key is by the computer. Damn, every time you two fight, I get dragged into it."

"Hey, don't badmouth your brother-in-law."

Come to think of it, Phum and I have a lot of relationships. He's my friend, my friend's boyfriend, my brother-in-law. Quite a lot.

I squeezed past Phum to grab the key, and he went back to his phone call. Why do we need a spare key? Because when Fang and I fight, he likes to lock himself in his room. He knows I'll come, and no matter who you are, he won't open the door. I carefully unlocked the door, opened it, closed it, and locked it as quietly as possible. Sneaking into someone's room, will I get caught?

The room was quite dark, with only the bedside lamp on. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw the little rascal sleeping soundly, breathing softly. I slowly sat down on Fang's bed and reached out to gently stroke his cheek. What are you thinking, my dear? Why are you angry with me? Why are you sleeping with your brows furrowed? The more I look, the more handsome you are, Fang. Even when you're sleeping, you're handsome. But honestly, I think my boyfriend is more cute than handsome. Haha.

I don't know when I started seeing Fang as cute. Everyone else says he's handsome, but to me, he's cute. I gently brushed the hair from his clear face before leaning down to kiss his forehead and eyebrows to smooth them out. Why do you sleep so deeply, Fang? If a thief broke in, would anything be left? Hmm?

[T/n: Who are you referring to, Fang or the thief?]

Fang stirred a bit from the disturbance but didn't wake up. The more he didn't wake up, the bolder I got. I kissed him from his forehead, nose, cheeks, chin, and those pink lips. The more I kissed, the sweeter it got, and I didn't want to stop.

"Umm," the deep sleeper started to wake up. I pulled back from the kiss but didn't move away from Fang's lips. "Tan," he opened his eyes wide and looked at me. He looked at me, confused.

Fang has a strange condition where his brain doesn't function right after waking up. It takes two or three minutes for his body to start working normally and process information. Right now, he's not fully aware. He might think he's dreaming. This is the golden moment. I can order him to do anything. Once, he woke up confused, and I told him to dance to the "Elephant Song". He got out of bed and sang, "Elephant, elephant, elephant, have you ever seen an elephant?" It was so funny I got tired from laughing. But what I like to do most is take advantage of the situation. I can kiss, hug, or cuddle him.

I love Fang's scent. He smells like apples. The closer I get, the fresher I feel. It's a natural, masculine scent, not the overwhelming perfume smell of women. I don't know why, but since I've been with Fang, I can't stand the smell of cosmetics. It just smells bad to me.

"Tan."
"Hmm?"
"I'm sleepy."
"Yeah, sleep. I'll watch over you."
"Tan."
"Yes, what is it?"
"Sleepy."
"Yeah, sleep. I'm here with you."
"Okay." Then he fell asleep again.

Waking up just to fall asleep again isn't common, but it's so cute, isn't it? Even though Fang doesn't do much, his natural self is what makes me love him. He doesn't have to try to be cute. Being Fang is good enough. Because for me, no matter what Fang is like, I love him anyway.

So tonight, let me hold you, Fang. We'll clear things up tomorrow. Haha.
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Thud

"Ouch, damn it!"
"Who let you in, and who told you to come and hug me?"

I got up, rubbing my butt. Did I break my hip bone? Ouch. I remember last night I was hugging Fang until we both fell asleep. Why did I fall off the bed without realizing it this morning?

"Did you kick me, Fang?"
"Yeah." he replied nonchalantly, but I saw him subtly scoot away.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you mad at me?"

I walked closer, slowly sat down, and reached out like I was trying to calm down someone on the verge of a breakdown. I don't know why Fang has been so moody lately. Whenever things don't go his way, he throws a fit.

"Don't come near me. Get away. I don't want to see your face."

Wham! A pillow hit me square in the face. I took advantage of his distraction and used my speed to pin Fang down. What did you think he'd do? He struggled, of course. Despite his slim build, he's quite strong. It took a lot of effort to hold him down.

"Let me go, fuck you!"

Fang kept struggling even though I had him pinned. I held his wrists against the bed. Sweat beads formed along his hairline, and his fair face turned a deep pink, probably from both exhaustion and anger. But no matter what, he still looked cute.

"Let me go! Let go!"
"No, I won't let go until you tell me why you're mad at me."

Fang stopped struggling as soon as my tone changed. I really don't like using this cold, calm voice to threaten him unless absolutely necessary. He'll start crying any second now. See, I didn't even finish my sentence, and he's already pouting. He'll be crying in less than ten seconds.

[T/n: Wow, never expect they're like this in private.]

"What's wrong? Tell me, hmm?"

"..." Fang bit his lip and turned his face away from my gaze.

"Fang, what are you mad at me about? Can you tell me, my dear? I really don't know what I did to upset you."

He glanced at me with wide eyes and then quickly looked away, "You jerk, sob, you have someone new."

"What? When? I'm with you 24 hours a day." What the hell! When did I have someone new? I haven't even thought about it, let alone done anything.

"Where did you get the idea that I have someone new?" I grabbed Fang's chin to make him look at me. He turned but kept his eyes down, looking at my chest and stomach. "Fang, tell me, did you see it with your own eyes or did someone tell you?" I was starting to get angry. Angry, not anything else. Of course, I didn't do anything wrong, and suddenly I'm being accused like this.

"Khao Fang!"

"...on Facebook."

[T/n: 😅]

"Huh? On Facebook?" They say when you're down on your luck, even sitting still, you get unlucky.

"Yes!! Someone, sob, messaged you a lot. There are so many people who like you." He looked at me with wide eyes, tears welling up. I quickly kissed his eyelashes to wipe them away.

Angry because of this? Let me go die for three minutes, my love.

"Oh, I thought it was something serious. They were just saying hi."

"You replied to them!!!"

"It's just manners. Otherwise, they'd think I'm arrogant. So I replied, and it was just a few words. Just 'thank you,' 'hello,' 'same to you,' that's all."

Fang started to soften. He looked at me suspiciously, "Really?".

"Yes, really. Have I ever lied to you?"

"Often."

"Fangggg."

Since Fang and I started dating until today, Fang has changed a lot. I don't mean he's become coquettish or anything. If he did, it would be strange, haha. Physically, he's still my usual Fang, just an ordinary guy. But personality-wise, he's become whinier and sulkier, and also more tearful and clingier.

"No matter what, my relationship status is 'Married to DevilArt Fang' only."

"Try going with someone else, and I'll beat you up."

"Okay, okay. So, we're clear now, right? Next time you're upset, ask me first, okay?"

I don't know if he understood, but Fang grabbed me and hugged me to hide his face. Maybe he was embarrassed, haha. But he still didn't stop crying, sobbing. I comforted, kissed, hugged, and kissed again, but Fang still didn't stop crying.

Phum walked groggily to stand with his arms crossed, leaning against the door. He looked at us before shaking his head and mouthing something to his brother. If I'm not mistaken, it was probably: "Drama queen."

"Sob, fuck you, Phum. Get lost!!!"

"Heh heh."

"How do you put up with him, Tan? I can't believe it. Just dump him, he's such a pain."

"Watch your mouth. You're no better."

"Better than you, at least."

"Stop, stop. Both of you, enough. Stop this sibling war. Go back to sleep, Phum. Oh, Phum, last night Peem told me he slept with his secret lover, haha."

[T/n: Tan avenged his boyfriend immediately 😂 By the way, I thought Tan had locked the door, how did Phum get in?]

Phum scowled and flipped me off before stomping back to his room. Once Phum, the third wheel, was gone, I turned back to Fang. I rolled over so Fang was lying on my chest. His eyes and nose were all red. I loosely wrapped my arms around his waist.

"You can be jealous of me, but next time, ask and talk to me first, okay?"

He nodded, looking sad. Sigh, what can I do? I love this stubborn person. People might think I'm afraid of my partner, but that's not true. The truth is, I'm not afraid. I just love him so much that I don't want to upset him. If there's something I can do to make Fang happy, I'll do it. If I can give in, I will (You're great, Tan.). It's like the saying goes "happy wife, happy life". Haha.

"Why are you so thin, Fang? You've lost weight, haven't you?"

"I don't know." His "I don't know" means yes. He's afraid I'll scold him.

"You need to eat more. I like hugging a person, not bones, understand?"

"Sob, you... don't want to hug me."

"There, there, don't cry. I'm sorry, okay? Don't cry, darling."

He stopped crying and snuggled into my chest. Sigh, I couldn't resist, so I kissed his cheek and then kissed him hard.

"Ouch, that hurts."

"Heh heh, what? That hurts? You'll hurt more, Fang, for being jealous without reason."

"You... you jerk, you shameless jerk."

"Shameless but still handsome, right?" Heh heh, if you're not really shameless, don't play like this.

"Damn you, Tan. Let me go. Ouch..."

Those were Fang's last words before I punished him, heh heh.
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We were celebrating the end of the semester, and everyone was about to go their separate ways. Phum and Fang were going to visit their relatives in Italy, and I was planning to take Fang on a tour around Europe for a week before returning to Thailand.
So, we came to our usual pub. It was already past midnight, and the party was in full swing. We planned to stay until morning since this pub closes at noon.

Everyone was in high spirits. Pan, Mick, Toey, and Peem were all drunk and acting wild. It's rare for Dwarf to get drunk because he has an incredibly high tolerance. He can handle all kinds of alcohol—Thai, foreign, white spirits, rice wine, herbal liquor—you name it. He drinks like his glass has a hole in it. He even showed off by clinking glasses with the girls at the next table. Phum almost wanted to put his feet up in his face.

Right now, it was just me, Fang, Phum, and Q sitting down. Chan and Beer were flirting with girls on the other table. The rest were showing off their dance moves.

Pan was hilarious, holding a glass of liquor and dancing only with his lower body. He was dancing so energetically but kept a straight face, as if his movements from the waist down didn't affect his drink at all. Hahahaha.

As for Peem, imagine this: to the beat of the music, he squatted slightly, leaned back a bit, raised both arms, and swayed his hips to the rhythm. It was so funny. How did you come up with those moves, Peem? His boyfriend just shook his head. Khun Phum couldn't handle it, haha. Just kidding, he was smiling and laughing at his boyfriend. You have to understand, art students are a bit eccentric. Being friends with them, I get it, haha.

[T/n: How about architecture students? They're relatives.
SMV2454: As an architecture student, I too wanna know... I think we are a species of our own in some ways...]

As for the new couple, Phi Q and Nong Toey, it was exhausting just to get them together, but now that they're a couple, it's even more tiring. They break up three times a day before sunset. Toey can't sit still; he's super hyper. Q gets annoyed easily; he's an introvert with a high sense of personal space. Plus, they both have sharp tongues. They can argue over an ant's death. Imagine that.

"P'Q, P'Q!!!"
"Eh, what's wrong with you, Toey? You call my name all day. Afraid you'll forget your husband's name?"

"P'Q!"
"Speak, I'm listening."

"P'Q!"
"Oh, someone, please take Toey away from me. My head hurts!"

"P'Q!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Sigh, I really feel for you, Q.

"Tan, let's go outside."
"Okay. Hey Q, I'm going out for a bit."

I led Fang through the crowd outside because he can't stay in cramped, stuffy places for long. We had to get some fresh air. So we decided to kill time by going to 7-Eleven to get something for the hangover. I let Fang go in to buy things himself while I stood outside smoking a cigarette.

I saw him get a hangover drink, but instead of paying, he stood reading a home and garden magazine. So, I watched my boyfriend through the glass.

Today, Fang had eyeliner on, making his eyes look even bigger. So punk, my love.

I watched him for a while, then knocked on the glass to get his attention. Suddenly, I felt like... Fang looked up and smiled at me before raising an eyebrow in question. I beckoned him over. Fang walked to me and bent down because the floor inside 7-Eleven is higher than outside. I wiped the glass with my hand before kissing it and winking at Fang. I mouthed the words: "Kiss me." Fang smiled at the corners of his mouth, looked around, and then bent down to press his lips against the glass. My boyfriend is strong, but that doesn't mean he can't be shy. I leaned in to kiss the same spot. We looked into each other's eyes up close, separated only by the clear glass, before Fang burst out laughing.

Kissing through the 7-Eleven glass, heh, it feels good in a different way.

"Crazy." he said, then went to pay. When he came out, he smiled shyly at me.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at my boyfriend. Why, can't I?"

"...You're so annoying, little dog. Oh, it's raining." As Fang walked closer, my hand automatically wrapped around his waist.

"Yeah, I was too busy looking at you. When did it start raining?" The rain was crazy. As soon as I mentioned it, it went from a drizzle to pouring like the sky was falling.

[T/n: Everything, everyone in this story is crazy, even the rain.]

"What do you want to do, Fang? Wait it out or run through it?"

"I don't want to get wet, but I don't want to wait either." He used his big eyes to plead with me.

Sigh, I always lose. I took off my jacket to cover both of us, "Let's go. We won't have to wait, and we won't get wet."

Fang smiled widely and kindly leaned in to kiss me lightly, "Love you na."

We ran through the pouring rain together. Whether it's hot or cold, raining or storming, I'm not afraid because I have Fang by my side. No matter what the future holds, I'm ready to take care of him like this.

For the rest of my life.

[SMV2454: 🥹🥹 When will I meet someone like this??? 😭
Sprite: I too wanna know 🫠]

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