Pond and Phuwin were having a sleepover, and Pond was trying to act as if everything was normal. However, every time Phuwin did something cute or sweet, Pond felt a pang of desire and craving for Phuwin's body. He found himself stealing glances at Phuwin and trying to find ways to be close to him.

I got up and out stickers on ponds face but my waist was visible.

As Phuwin got up and placed stickers on Pond's face, Pond tried to maintain his composure, but his eyes instantly fixed on Phuwin's visible waist, making him want to touch it.

He fought to keep his eyes on Phuwin's face, but it was getting harder and harder, his desire for Phuwin growing with every passing second.

pond was still gentle throughout the week and I opened up to him sometimes but one day I was in bed all day and he didn't know why.

Pond noticed that something was off with Phuwin this particular day. He could sense the change in his demeanor, as if something was weighing heavily on his mind.

As the day went on and Phuwin spent most of it in bed, Pond knew he needed to check in on him. He knocked gently on the door to Phuwin's room, his voice low and concerned.

"Hey, baby. Can I come in for a minute?" pond asked outside the door "yeah." I responded back Pond pushed the door open and stepped into the room. Phuwin was still laying in bed, looking weary and distant. Pond knew something was wrong.

He made his way over to the bed and sat down beside Phuwin, his eyes filled with concern. "Hey, what's going on? You've been in bed all day, you don't seem like yourself." I looked away a few times "I'm not sure."  Pond's brow furrowed as he listened to Phuwin's reply. It was clear that something was bothering him, but he couldn't quite figure out what it was.

He reached out and placed a hand gently on Phuwin's arm, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Come on, you can talk to me. I can tell something's on your mind. Just tell me what's wrong."

"one of my family members died."  I said with the silence of the room, Pond's heart sank as he heard Phuwin's words. He could see the pain in his eyes and hear the sadness in his voice.

He moved closer, wrapping his arms around Phuwin in a comforting embrace. "I'm so sorry, baby," he said, his voice filled with empathy. "I can't imagine what you're going through right now. Is there anything I can do? Anything you need?" pond asked "cuddles?" I said Pond couldn't help but smile at Phuwin's request for cuddles. Even in the midst of pain and sadness, he still managed to be adorable.

He nodded, pulling Phuwin closer against him. "Of course, baby. I'd love to hold you, give you all the cuddles you need." "Thanks." I said holding on to pond.

I woke up in the middle of the night with tears rolling down my face.

Pond woke up as he felt Phuwin stirring beside him. In the dim light, he could see the tears rolling down his face. His heart ached at the sight of his boyfriend in pain.

"Hey," he whispered, his voice filled with concern as he reached out to gently touch Phuwin's cheek. "What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?" pond asked concerned "no just.. thinking about my aunt."  Pond's heart ached as he listened to Phuwin's quiet confession. The pain in his voice was palpable.

He shifted closer to him, wrapping his arm around Phuwin's shoulders and pulling him closer. "I'm so sorry, baby," he said, his voice soft and gentle. "It's okay to think about her, to miss her. I'm here for you. I'm here whenever you need me." pond said "She loved you, and baking" I said with a small laugh "she always said oh are you with pond today?" 

Pond chuckled softly as he heard Phuwin mention his aunt's fondness for him. It warmed his heart to know that she had cared about him too.

"Yeah, she used to say that a lot," he reminisced, his voice filled with fondness. "She was always so sweet, and her baking was the best. I really liked spending time with her too."

"he always wanted me to marry you as we got older." I said with a smile, Pond's heart skipped a beat at Phuwin's words. The fact that his aunt had envisioned a future for them together, to the extent of wanting them to get married, made him feel both touched and a little flustered.

He smiled back at Phuwin's smile, his hand gently stroking his hair. "She did?" he asked, his voice soft and slightly surprised. "She wanted us to get married?" "Yeah she always said if you aren't married by 21 I'll be mad at you." "I laughed all the time because of that."  I said Pond chuckled softly, imagining the lighthearted banter between Phuwin and his aunt. It brought a smile to his face to think of the bond they shared.

"She was quite the character, wasn't she? Always with the marriage jokes." He looked at Phuwin fondly, his expression full of affection. "But I can't say I would mind marrying you at all." pond said with a smile "what if we got married and had cats and even kids." I said smiling  Pond's heart fluttered at Phuwin's dreamy vision of the future. The thought of marrying him, having a home filled with cats and, someday, children – it all sounded like a beautiful dream.

He pulled Phuwin closer, his arms wrapped around him as if he never wanted to let go. "I would love that," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "Spending my life with you, having a family together... it's everything I could ever want." pond said "How many kids and cats would you want?" I said laughing  Pond chuckled along with Phuwin, the question bringing a smile to his face. He had never really thought about the specifics before, and he found himself enjoying the playful conversation.

"Hmmm," he mused, pretending to ponder the question. "I'd say... let's start with three cats and two kids. That seems like a good number to me." pond said "Mhm"

"you know I always thought being with a boy would be weird."

Pond tilted his head, curious about where Phuwin was going with this. "Weird, huh?" he prompted, a hint of curiosity in his tone. "Why's that?"

"well everyone had a girlfriend and I was the only one who's was gay."

Pond nodded thoughtfully, understanding where Phuwin was coming from.

He reached out and took Phuwin's hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I get it," he said quietly. "It's hard being different sometimes, especially when everyone around you seems to fit into the same mold."

not everyone is the same.