They let go and Tine looks at the pot of green curry. He laughs amused at his boyfriend, "You're cooking?"

"That's right, I thought you must be tired", he replied earning a small hug from Tine.

"Aww, whose boyfriend is this? So cute!!", Tine cooes sniffing a kiss from his cheek.

They both giggled, still clinging to each other.

"I missed you so much!" Sarawat whispers kissing Tine square on his lips.

"Missed you, too!" Tine kisses Wat's ears, making the other man, "Missed the way you smell, missed the way you taste, missed everything about you".

"Taste?" Voice a little breathless from the heady need thrumming under his skin threatening to break out.

"Mhm", Tine answers, pressing his face in crook of his neck once again mouthing the quickening pulse point and nosing the area.

Sarawat tears away the latter from his neck and looked in his eyes. His breath hitched to find pupil blown, glassy eyes looking right back at him. Tine looks absolutely debauched with want and he hadn't even touched him yet.

He swallowed before speaking, "Which one do you wanna taste first? My green curry or me?"

"You, please", Tine blushed and whined and that made Sarawat go absolutely feral over his boyfriend.

"Fuck", he muttered before pushing him against the fridge and kissed the blushing boy.

Soon, Tine responded with the same intensity, vigor, and longing, kissing him back like there's no end to the world. Sarawat gripped his thighs and pulled them towards him making Tine felt dizzy, yet he stuck his lips never planning on letting it go.

Tine tasted like... tacos?

Sarawat pulled away, "did you eat tacos?" He asked while panting.

Tine looked at with a 'are–you–serious' look, before bursting into laughter," omg! This is so— I can't believe you broke the kiss to ask this! Such a cockblocker!"

"Sorry", Sarawat gave a bashful smile while  staring at the laughing Tine. His crinkled face, crescent eyes, and bunny teeth jutted up as he laughed.

He missed him, quite terribly.

Tine slowed down and soon they were staring at each other as if memorizing every feature.

"Will you marry me, Tine?" Sarawat said finding a new-found confident about anything.

Tine looked at him and then blinked registering everything. "You are seriously proposing me in front of the boiling curry?" There was no sarcasm in his tone, only amusement.

Both let out other fits of giggle.

"Wait here", Sarawat rushed towards the cloak hanger and pulled out the ring.

"Here", he opened the box earning a pretty blush from Tine.

"I suck at expressing, but hear me out", he said, gulping and composing himself.

Tine nodded.

"Tine, I have no words to describe how excellent you are. You are my first love and first boyfriend. I probably have never loved any other things as I have loved you. Please be my winter's sun and warm me for the rest of my life. Marry me?"

Tine was never so happy, his face had split into a blinding smile, " Sarawat... Yes, I– I will marry you!" 

"Really?"

Tine nodded.

"I suck at communicating".

"But you'll learn", Tine says easily as if Sarawat was a computer program with bugs and Tine would easily debug him.

"Marrying me will have us get into a long distance relationship".

"We'll work out a way".

"What if I hurt you in any way?"

"You won't do it intentionally".

"What if—" Sarawat was cut short of his speech with a press of warm lips on his own.

"I accept you as you are, Wat. I was away from you for five long years, I don't want to be away from you without being yours anymore", Tine smile lessened all the anxiety about to break out in Sarawat.

He finally let out a breath before pumping his first in the air with a small 'yes' making Tine chuckle at his antics. Sarawat slids the ring in his finger and clasped it tightly.

"Thank you for getting pissed at me and leaving your sketchpad, years ago," Sarawat said hugging his fiancé before letting tears of happiness roll down his cheeks.

"You cannot back off now, Wat. You are now chained with me forever and ever," Tine sobbed hugging his man even closer. He also mentally noted to buy a ring tomorrow morning.

"Of course", he let out a giggle, before sighing and drowning in the embrace. As if he can ever let go of the warmth of his winter's Sun.

•••

Sarawat's greeny curry was a little burned because of all the heated moments they shared in the kitchen after the proposal. But they didn't mind it and they had it while grinning all the time and sneaking glances at each other.

Soon they found themselves on the bed making love, passionately and painting each other skin with red and purple.

It was midnight and Sarawat was still awake examing Tine's face in the glow of the table lamp. Tine's looked so gorgeous under the lamp light, it physically hurts him.

Sometimes he couldn't even imagine he got him as his boyfriend and now his fiancé.
He liked how the words 'his fiancé' sound and smiled involuntarily at the thought.

The diamond ring gleamed softly in his left hand and Sarawat eyes soften. He didn't mind the jet lag, at all because all that matters is right in front of him sleeping like an angel. He clasped his fingers with his and pulled the boy closer.

He soon drifted into sleep listening to the church bells and holding his winter's Sun closer to him on a cold Christmas night vowing never to let go until the very end.

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The End.