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Content
Book 1:

Chapter 0………………………………. 5

Chapter 1……………………………… 16

Chapter 2……………………………… 41

Chapter 3……………………………… 71

Chapter 4……………………………… 93

Chapter 5……………………………… 116

Chapter 6……………………………… 144

Chapter 7……………………………… 165

Chapter 8……………………………… 189

Chapter 9……………………………… 211

Chapter 10………………………… 245

Chapter 11………………………… 264

Chapter 12………………………… 291

Chapter 13………………………… 317

Chapter 14………………………… 344

Chapter 15………………………… 374

Chapter 16………………………… 401

Chapter 17………………………… 421

Chapter 18………………………… 448

Chapter 19………………………… 469

Book 2:

Chapter 20………………………… 492

Chapter 21………………………… 515

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Chapter 22………………………… 542

Chapter 23……………………… 567

Chapter 24………………………… 592

Chapter 25………………………… 611

Chapter 26………………………… 637

Chapter 27………………………… 667

Chapter 28………………………… 684

Chapter 29………………………… 708

Chapter 30………………………… 731

Chapter 31……………………… 754

Epilogue 1……………………………… 776

Epilogue 2……………………………… 785

Special 1……………………………… 800

Special 2……………………………… 809

Special 3……………………………… 830

Special 4……………………………… 846

Special 5……………………………… 871

Special 6……………………………… 891

Special 7……………………………… 903

Special 8……………………………… 932

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. account 0

“The thing is really this…”

When the sound of the engine of a certain vehicle, which was gradually getting louder from a
distance, reached my ears, my ten fingers, which were planning to slowly land on the keyboard
of my Apple computer, froze in midair as if I would have commanded a hand pointing to a
sunflower. As the environment was surprisingly quiet at the time, once some sporadic noise
appeared, I barely had to spend time tuning my ear to pick up the annoying sounds clearly.

He was sitting at the tall round table by my bed, his brows already knitted in disbelief, the man
inside already looking like an old priest sitting in church with his fingers crossed in prayer,
silently praying that this car He was only here to outrun the bus so he could keep concentrating
on the computer keyboard in front of him again, and yet…

¡ Ding Dong!

Looks like Lady Luck is on vacation again today.

I clenched my parted palms into fists before quickly parting them again. Then I tilted my head
back and slowly closed my eyes, looking frustrated to the extreme and even a little lifeless. I
finally raised my hands and smacked them hard on my handsome cheeks a couple of times,
by now I was super upset and didn't know how to express it.

- ¡P’Gene!

-
…

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- P'Gene! Are you at home? Just open the door for me.

Shit! That bastard!

With a deep sigh like a large deflated balloon, I reached up and quickly removed
my glasses, finally hopping out of the high chair, which I'd gotten from the bar so
I could make a set the same height as the high top table I had. I approached the
door on heavy feet and picked the locks on the door, one by one, from the highest
latch to the lock on the knob, before finally loosening the safety chain.

Only after opening that thick door did I see the man, who could even be described
as short, who had come early in the morning to disturb the peace and quiet,
standing in front of the door looking stupidly at me.

- Hin bastard…

- P'Gene, hi oh.

- What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you? Don't let me see your stupid face for
the rest of the week.

However, the scolded guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead putting on a
naive smile as he raised his hand to greet me.

- I'm very sorry phi, but I really have something urgent to ask you.

- That shouldn't be as urgent as my first draft, isn't that what you said yourself? I
was only given five months for this book, and just yesterday I finished gathering
the information and was about to start writing it when you came to harass me.

- Gosh phi, don't be so impatient yet, I really have something very important and
urgent to discuss with you.

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-
…

- Really? You swear?

- If you try something funny, I'll stab you until you see Marx.

(T/ N: When he says Marx, he means Karl Heinrich Marx)

- Well, pearls aren't even that real. But you also have to put yourself in my place, it's really urgent
for me.

At that point I really wanted to stick out two fingers and stare both eyes at the guy in front of me,
but in the end I thought that guy had probably come over for my first draft, so I had to turn around
and lead him into the room. . As soon as I turned around, I could already hear how the guy
squeezed his body with nimble hands, fearing that he would change his mind at any moment.

I got down on the couch, and the coffee table in front of it was littered with all kinds of books and
papers with random things scribbled on them with pens and pencils. On the little table were some
wads of paper that she had unceremoniously discarded after shredding them and, of course, an
empty plate with mangled toast stuck to it and a coffee-stained mug hanging everywhere.

I reached over and pushed my coffee cup away.

- Go make me a cup of coffee, go ahead.

- The old rule of drinking coffee with milk, right?

She finished and cleared the table of glasses and plates and put them all in the sink.

I glanced at his back out of the corner of my eye before refocusing on the pile of information in
front of me. Last night I spent almost half the night going through that pile of information, and
when I figured it all out and

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I went to bed, as the clock hand had crossed number three and was
heading towards number four, so it was after three in the morning.
When I woke up in the morning and looked at the alarm clock, I realized
that it was almost nine o'clock, I took care to put some dry food in my
mouth and turned on the computer to start writing.

My main job is "writing fiction".

That's right, writing fiction. In the three or four years since I graduated,
I have tried to send my resume to several companies in my industry.
But as the days went by, I realized that I was not the type of person
who likes to be told what to do and make do with it. So in the end I
decided to find a job that would be the most suitable for me.

And in recent years, self-employment has become more and more

popular among young people, so you can work when you want, where
you want and when you want to sleep, just with a "deadline" . So, during
that time, I tried to find a part-time job as a graphic designer first.

While the job wasn't exactly boring, it didn't improve my life much either.
The days went by like a white knight applying to my regular job and
part-time job, and in the later stages I was slowly starting to get numb.
I once happened to put on a sci-fi movie for dinner, and at that moment
a switch was thrown, and I started to get the idea that I could write a bit
of my own work.

The truth is that I am a big fan of watching movies, I like to watch

almost all genres, especially those about aliens or man-eating monsters.
I love everything from monster movies to B movies, and sometimes I
can't even believe I have such unique tastes. So I wrote a novel in the
science fiction genre and published it on a well-known novel site, and
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surprisingly well read. And I was under the impression that most people like
to read romance or humor novels.

It was then that I discovered that tapping my fingers on the keyboard and
describing the strange ideas and images in my head was not only fun, but
also relaxing to my entire body and mind. It's a much more relaxing life than
working part-time or sitting in an office with a stiff back. So, after a few
years in the working world, I took the plunge and quit my regular and part-
time jobs with the intention of writing fiction full-time...

In fact, at my current age of 25 or 26, I occasionally look back on the

decision to quit my job despite the odds, and grumble long and hard in my
mind.

I am so fucking crazy! And if the novel I write doesn't burn by then, I won't
be crying until my liver ruptures and I die? But there was another voice on
the other side of my head fighting back: 'You've really been lucky Gene, it's
a good thing you haven't because your brat novel is selling like hotcakes!'

So ever since then I've been writing mystery science fiction and
terror.

However, my life began to live nutritiously... after about two years of eating.
Five months ago, the editor brother who was in charge of interfacing with
me called me and had a long telephone conversation with me. I don't know
if the five rivers in his mouth broke or what, but he was talking long and
hard, and the essential thing was that he wanted me to help him write a
novel of another genre so that he could take it to a book fair. Since the book
fair was about to open, but his publisher hadn't found a decent novel that
caught his eye. 'Just a novel, I'm sure you can do it, and the editor-in-chief
has allowed it.'

To put it more easily… to write a BL novel.

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- P'Gene, the coffee is ready!

A cup appeared in front of us along with the sound of the handle, and I immediately
came to my senses, reaching for the cup and pressing the edge of it close to my lips.

- Thank you so much.

- Sorry to bother you while you write your first draft, brother.

- Hmm.

- It's the casting of the two male leads of that corrupt drama, “Rough Old IIT Attack”.

-
…

I almost spilled the coffee in my hand as it trembled, but I managed to reposition my

fingers in time to squeeze the ears of the cup hard.

- Es su primera novela BL, “Rough Old IIT Attack”.

- Brat! I know what my novel is called, why do you keep harping on it here!

In fact, he laughed out loud when he heard it, so he obviously said it on purpose to
lighten the mood here a bit, I guess. But why do I feel like my head is more like a steam
locomotive after hearing that.

- Sorry, that's all, I just wanted to say that the first round of auditions for the two male
leads of this novel of yours has ended.

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-
…

My face was still rigid, so I didn't give him any response and just kept that
foamy posture.

Please let me go back to before, it was the editor who called me and begged
me to write a BL novel…

The editor brainwashed me that BL fiction was very popular in recent years.
The publisher I work for is not a small publisher where kids play house, so
the books that are published are usually divided into various departments
based on the genre on the shelves, including science fiction, horror, romance,
and novels. light, and there is even a department dedicated to the translation
of Chinese or English novels. So as far as male-to-male romance novels go,
it would be funny to say that we don't have any.

But... let's face it, why come messing with me, a simple straight man of steel,
when I haven't even read a single BL novel?

There was no question that my voice of opposition was going nowhere like a
hydrogen balloon that had hit the roof and would probably never see the light
of day again. My initial defiance was a bit curt, but since I was especially
inexperienced with people and kept on thinking I had what it took to turn down
my editor, I proved a bit young. Although my novel was selling well, I was not
the only writer hired at the publishing house. If I refused this time, my future
works would be sent to any publisher and I would probably be at the gates. In
the end, I had to raise the white flag at my publisher, and, well, I raised the
white flag to be safe.

In fact, I can understand my publisher's situation; They wanted to make this

book fair bigger, but they couldn't help but find a writer they liked. It happens
that the chief editor is usually favorable to my writing style, and once the
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plot synopsis for me to try writing, things started to fall apart. In addition
to writing the book, I also had to take care of the production of the
manga version, which led to me having to study all those BL novels
both at home and abroad.

Isn't it obvious that this ties my hands and hits me? Oh no, this is
supposed to tie my feet.

First of all, I'm not discriminating these boy-boy relationships in books,

I'm also treating this as one of the many types of romance with a normal
heart, this type of novel is kind of a normal genre for me, and I'm
reading it. with a learning attitude to open the door to a new world. It's
just... if I were to write it for real, I wouldn't be able to handle it... the
topic is really too new for me.

But reality always goes against the grain, and I ended up having to put
aside some of the non-urgent work at hand for a while to start writing
the BL novel, as my editor requested.
When I had about 4 chapters written, I gave the novel an English name
and sent it to my editor, not realizing that he emailed me that he was
going to change the name to "Rough Old IIT Attack" .

Damn, that name doesn't fit my style at all!

In the end... no one expected my novel to be so fashionable as to be

adapted into a TV series. Publishing almost had to throw a big party to
celebrate for three, five, seven days, and my income skyrocketed. The
pen name he used to write BL novels was starting to gain some
notoriety, and he had to jump right into this sea of corruption.

- Don't be angry, phi, your cheeks are swollen like a puffer fish.

- You are the puffer fish! - I replied through clenched teeth, and then
energetically put my coffee cup back on the saucer, making a noise.

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deliberately strong. - And then what, hasn't the first round of auditions finished?

- The list of those who have passed to the second round has been delivered to the
editorial staff, and they have told you to come and take a look at it sometime.

- Let them decide. - I rushed to play Taiji.

- Oops, no way!

- Why not?

- I have come to tell you all this for your good, so that you can go and contribute
something. The person who knows best the configuration of the characters is the
author himself.

- But in the casting I think that anyone would be fine, you take an actor at random
and he can act.

- This is crazy! How can someone know the characters better than you?

- You also know a lot about it, Hin.

The ferocious, vinegar-faced attacker from the engineering school, and then the
dainty, sweet recipient, even if you read all five lines on each page, you can guess
what these characters look like, right?

- But either way, you should do the P'Gene trip.

- Do you want to stop complicating things? I'm busy working on the first draft of a
new novel, can't you see?

- The Editor told me to put this aside for a while.

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- Last week he told me with a hundred thousand words that I had to do it in the shortest
possible time. - The end of my eye twitched violently.

- It is possible to change your mind on the fly about these things.

- Fuck you! Damn you!

- Are you calling the editor?

- At this moment I was cursing the greatness of God.

- The second round of auditions is the day after tomorrow, at the WK Entertainment
building, then I'll send you the details of which floor and which room.

-
...

- Oh yes, I have also brought you photos and resumes of the actors who have passed
the first round of auditions. With that, Hin tossed a stack of photos onto the table,
covering my disorganized pile of information. - The experienced ones who have already
done dramas have also been compiled in great detail. Remember to double check
them when you have time, as there may be one that catches your eye, and when it's
time for the second round of auditions, say hello to the casting director and he'll give
you special attention.

- Aha, got it. - I made a gesture with my hand.

- So it's decided, I'll let you write your first draft.

- Do you think I'll be in the mood to continue writing today?

- Hehehe, I'll send you a message later. Leave!

After saying that, Hin made a few more annoying tones next to me before walking over
and opening the bedroom door and leaving. My ears heard the sound of the engine
starting and then fading away. A few minutes later

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of negativity, the environment returned to the calm and pleasant environment that
it had just been.

I let out a big sigh and drained the rest of the coffee from my cup, getting up in
the process and walking over to put the cup in the sink and turning on the faucet
to fill it with some water. Watching the gurgling of the water, I suddenly spread
my palms out in the middle of the current, scooped up some water, and splashed
it on my face to relieve my exhaustion.

It wasn't even noon when I woke up and my body felt like it was half empty.

I wasn't very interested in the materials Hin had brought me and didn't feel like
reading them. I dragged my tired thighs open the small metal door next door and
stepped out. I looked at the lush green grass in front of me, and at the end of it
was a small orchard, just a few square meters. In this suburban area, far from
the city center, there were only a few scattered grains of dust. When I took a
deep breath into my lungs, I felt that the energy in my body had returned to scale.

But it's just a tick on the whole energy dial...

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 1.

This house in the suburbs is not really mine.

The true owner of this house is my grandfather, who bought it in the first place with
the idea of being able to live here in his old age. It seems that he also wanted to live
in such a small house in a quiet environment and enjoy retirement life without rushing.
Returning to the house itself, it was decorated with the same simplicity and taste of
those old people who retire by the sea. But his old man left the house empty after
living here for a short time. It wasn't until that day, when I made the decision to quit
my job and prepare to focus on writing a novel, that I asked my family to bring me the
keys. I thought that if I was going to write a novel, I would definitely need a clean
place where I could focus my attention, and that the natural environment would also
give me some inspiration for my writing.

I'm not really a person who requires much in the way of shelter, and even if I were to
sit in my little apartment coding and writing a novel, it wouldn't seem like a big deal.
It's just that when I want a change of environment to write and I don't want to be
bothered by unnecessary people, I'll drive there for a few days for a little stay.

I had been living in this house for a week, determined to be able to scrap a few days
and get that new BL novel out before the publisher's deadline.
But before I could take the first step, Hin approached me and told me that my previous
novel that was going to be adapted into a TV series was preparing for a second round
of casting. So I had to drive back to my apartment with my duffel bag, and it looks like
I won't be able to get back to my fancy, country-chic house for a while.

From time to time my thoughts returned to that heartfelt and elegant country house,
my eyes looked sweetly at the road in front of the windshield. The reality is annoying
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real headache, with dozens of immobile cars following behind the car, so it really is the
most congested city in the world, and I can't help but sigh when I see it. The green light
at this intersection does not last even 20 seconds.

The mobile phone that was in the front of the car suddenly rang like it was scared to
death, and I couldn't help but giggle to myself, so I hastily pulled it closer to see Hin's
name on the screen.

- You, electric persecutor of souls that threatens life...

[Phi, where are you now!]

Before I could say my 'words', Hin was already yelling at me, I quickly removed the
phone from my ear and frowned.

- Why are you screaming? I'm at the intersection near the office.

[Oops! You've been there half an hour ago! When are you going to be here?]

- So, what are you going to make me do? There is traffic, and every time the light turns
green, only four or five cars can pass before it turns red again.

[Is it okay if you get out of the car and come over?]

- Fuck you! I told you there's traffic now, where am I going to find a place to park and
turn off the engine?

[Oops...] Once again he gives that annoying weird accent [Casting is almost over here
phi.]

- As I told you before, solve it yourselves, things like actors don't bother me, maybe the
director and his team have a better eye than me. - I said with a frustrated voice and,
incidentally, I extended a finger and activated

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I blared the Bluetooth function, then neatly stuck a wireless earpiece in my ear as
the car in front began to move at snail speed. - Very well, give me five more minutes,
I have just crossed that intersection and turned a corner and I am in the building of
the
company.

[OK OK, just tell the security guard who you are, I have informed him to reserve a
parking space for you]

- Uh huh, thanks.

[You'll come later, I guess this side has finished interviewing for the male lead role,
and then there will be a fifteen minute break before they start interviewing for the
attack role.
You can join later while that's going on, I've already told them you'll be late]

- Hmm.

[Okay, I'll see you later then. I'll see you at the elevator door]. Then I hung up the
phone.

Since I'm busy writing a new novel, I've told Hin in advance about the time slots I'm
free and…to be honest, I'm not that thick-skinned yet. The thought of the whole
world knowing that I'm the straight guy writing these male romance stories makes
my heart burst with shame. It's going to take me a while to get used to this situation.

I reached up and pushed the glasses, which had been slightly out of place, back
into place, then pressed the window and told my identity to the security man at the
entrance, who, hearing this, moved away. he hurried to greet his colleague and led
me to the dedicated parking space.

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As usual, the Thai heat did not disappoint, and as soon as I got out of
the car, I rushed into the building, where the air conditioning was on
full blast. As soon as I entered the lobby, I ran without hesitation to
the information desk to ask the lovely girl at the reception, only to see
her gracefully extend her right palm and gracefully point me to the
elevator and tell me the number of plants to reach.

W Entertainment is also considered a famous company in the

entertainment industry, and the company has its own shares in major
broadcasting platforms, and its regular business includes shooting
and producing new-style serials, traditional Thai dramas, or movies.
The company building is also wide and high, and when I entered the
automatic glass door just now, I could immediately feel a rush of air-
conditioned soft air, and I could smell a slight fragrance of lilies. I
followed the scent and saw that the lilies were being carefully placed
in a giant vase. When I looked up, I saw a large chandelier hanging in
the center of the hall, emitting a soft orange light that felt like I was in
a dream.

Some may envy me for having the honor of having my novel picked
up by such a large company and made into a TV series, but for me,
at this moment, there is rather a feeling of contention and discomfort
in my heart.

Inside the elevator, my eyes were glued to the screen on the floor and
my fingers unconsciously tapped the sides of my thighs because I
couldn't focus at the moment. It wasn't until I heard a "ding-dong" that
I quickly withdrew my thoughts and prepared to kick my legs out of
the elevator. The first person to appear was, not surprisingly, the
editorial assistant named Hin, who I could see standing in the elevator
door, occasionally tapping his phone against the wall.

- P'Gene! Wow, I'm glad you're here!

- Uh…

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- Why don't you wear your contact lenses today?

- Who makes me come here in such a hurry?

- You do well to come in a hurry, you are the original author, you have to be a bit
enthusiastic, okay? - he said with a real lack of enthusiasm, I saw him look quickly at
his watch. - Luckily you came at a very good time, right now they are taking a break,
there are still ten minutes left before they start casting the male lead, follow me here.
They are all in the room.

With that, he led me in the other direction.

As my legs moved forward, I also looked left and right, pretending not to think about
it but observing the surroundings of this floor very seriously. The decor on this floor
was on par with the lobby on the first floor, and was as luxurious and high-end as
ever. The corridors were covered in soft red carpets, there were clear signs on the
doors of each room, and everything was laid out so neatly. Finally, I saw the room
with an all-glass wall, and I peeked inside to see it full of guys dressed in various
styles.

If I had to guess... all these guys must be here for the casting of my book.

As this novel still has a small reputation, when the official announcement that it was
going to be made into a drama was released, it spread all over the country in no time.
During that time I saw dozens of people talking about the show every day on Twitter.
So when the show received so many applications in a short period of time, as soon
as it was announced that the cast would be auditioning, it came as no surprise.

- P'Gene, did you read the resumes of the interviewees? - Said the brat Hin,
interrupting my thoughts again.

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- Change it up a bit.

He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, muttering

- I knew it…

- Don't throw me a bone, I'm working on a new novel.

- The publisher said it's okay to put the new novel on hold for a while.

- I just finished collecting the information, what if I don't rush to write it and I don't
have that mood or inspiration after a while? Are you going to be in charge?

- Okay, okay, it's my fault.

He said it quietly, but I didn't see the sincerity of his statement at all, and I gave
him a dull look. He stopped paying attention to me and instead went to a room
door, reached out and knocked on the door, and waited for it to be opened.

I was still standing in front of the door, and as soon as it opened, I could
immediately see into the room. The room was very spacious, and the first thing I
could feel was a coffee-scented fragrance that went straight into my nostrils. The
walls and floor of the room were done up in white, so white it was a bit scary, and
the wall opposite the door had been heavily covered with blinds.

A little further back, there was a long table and four chairs placed, and no other
furniture beyond. There were already a few people seated at the long table,
looking as if they were in the middle of an informal coffee break.

- Oh, little Hin, there you are!

- I'm coming phi.

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- Would you like a cup of coffee? - Said the other man raised his coffee cup as if
inviting him to share a drink.

It had only been three hours and you, stinkers, already know them like this...

- No, oh, this is P'Gene, the author of the novel, he just finished his business and
stopped by to watch the casting scene. - Hin finished saying and moved out of
the way to guide me forward.

And what about me right now, sneaking a glance at him... which just ended
things, weren't you the one who's been taking lives and chasing souls to CALL
ME?

- Oh…

There was a gasp from the crowd, and then I saw one of the men get up and
walk toward me. He was a tall man with what looked like a bit of beard around
his lips, and judging by his appearance, in his early thirties. He smiled at me, and
I was quick to nod, then raised my hands in a combined salute.

- I can't believe it, the author who wrote this novel is actually a male writer.

- Hmm…

- My name is Mai, I am the director of the program, you can call me phi or
whatever you want, whatever you like. - He spoke clearly before smiling to
himself. - Your name is Gene, right? Nice to meet you, your name is Jin (Jin
means 'Chinese' in Thai), but your eyes are so big that you don't look Chinese
at all.

… it's a joke?

- It doesn't mean the Chinese Jin, my name is spelled GENE (gen) like that. - I
said with a forced smile.

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- Gene? Part of a chromosome?

Can I stab this director?

- Hahahahahaha, it's from the Greek, which means beautiful birth.

- Oh, I'm just kidding.

She reached out with her big palm and patted my shoulder two or three times,
then gently moved her hand around and around my shoulder, pulling me
toward the crowded table.

- Today I'm free, so I asked the assistant directors to come see these new
actors who went through the first round of auditions.

I finally understood why, in just three hours, this Hin guy was able to quickly
call himself phi from these guys.

The director took me to greet the audience, and two of the four were ladies
who looked like they should be casting directors. The atmosphere was cordial
to be all together, and there was no big fuss, especially from the two ladies.
Because when they learned that the guy in front of them was the author of this
BL novel, their eyes practically emitted a bright beam of light, lighting me up
into oblivion.

It's not that it's impossible to find male writers who write in this genre, it's that
there really are very few.

- Okay, okay, don't ask Gene so much yet, or it will be too late. - the director
warned aloud.

Then a man brought me a new folder.

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- These are some of the names of the actors that we have gathered
based on their numbers, and that will come later. Some are little-known
young actors and others are still new faces studying at university. In
this case, we've already vetted them based on face, height, and other
external criteria during the first round of auditions.
The roles that each of them will be playing today have also been
marked in this folder, so Gene can help refer to it and see who best fits
each character.

- Thank you.

The director gestured and asked his assistant to bring me a chair.

Since only four people could fit at that long table, I was able to sit in a
much softer and more comfortable chair. The only drawback was that I
had to sit a bit far away from them and I felt a bit out of place... luckily I
had Hin by my side to keep me company.

A staff member was in charge of pushing open the door to listen to the
director's instructions and then loudly calling out the names and
numbers of the interviewees one by one.

My main male attacker is a freshman from engineering school, a

grumpy, fierce, impulsive and emotional person, but at the same time
he loves his wife. It was because his character's personality is like this
that I initially gave him a harsh-sounding name, Hin (Stone).
But the name was flatly rejected by the publisher and he wrote me a
special email telling me that the name made it very out of place and not
sweet to read at all. So I ended up giving the main male attacker a new
name: Kint.

As I said before, my male lead has a somewhat gangly look, and if he's
wearing casual clothes, he'll just stick to that boring monochromatic or
just black and white color combination. As for her hair, she just likes to
swing her bangs to the left while spraying herself with a lot of styling
gel, and that's probably what it looks like. So most of the people who
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they wore clothes that followed that pattern, but… I think several of them were
dressed a bit extravagantly.

They all try to look like bad boys, but by dressing up too much, they give off a
very artificial feeling. They give off an atmosphere that is not natural for a
gangster... after watching all 7, I couldn't find a single candidate that caught
my eye.

- It's useless trying to run away... the mark I left on you will only serve as a
constant reminder that you belong to me. - the actor's voice resounded
throughout the room.

Shit... I'm complaining in my mind, shame on you!

Although most of them aren't the same heroes I had in mind, they still get my
sincere respect for being brave enough to take part in the brave attempt. In
fact, you have had the courage to confidently say these shame-filled lines
from my novel in front of so many people. The thought of uttering those lines
myself if I ever had to, I can't help but shake my head violently and try to
shake off those horrible thoughts.

- How is that P'Gene? - Hin whispered in my ear, and I looked at the number
he had just written on a small sticky note. - Number 5 should be fine.

- Same idea as me, he's still a very famous young actor, if we can get him to
act in your drama, the ratings will definitely be better.

- Yeah? - I said while raising an eyebrow, because I didn't know much about
all this entertainment gossip news. Despite the biography in his hand, he
didn't really know if he was famous or not, or how famous.
- But looking at it, he's a bit cunning then, I think he would be more suitable
for the role of Tawan.

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Tawan is also one of my characters in this novel, he is one of the guys who
has a crush on the main male receiver... which is normal, because my male
receiver is handsome looking, so there will be a lot of people interested in
him. Tawan's character is also considered one of the main characters,
because he is sort of a great rival to the main male attacker.

- Ouch. - Hin had a smile on his lips. - Didn't you say you were just looking
around at first? See that as soon as you sit down, you start seriously
commenting on other actors.

- I'll be back if you keep doing that, oh. - I said looking at him sideways.

- Hey! No, no, no, don't puff out your cheeks first, phi. Come on, let's dial
number 5 first, then we'll discuss it with the director, we've already seen
some people…

- Number 18, Mr. Nubsib, come in.

Before Hin could finish, the staff had already started announcing the name
of the next interviewee. We hastened to stop talking because just hearing
this person's name had already piqued our boundless interest. The sound
of shoes on the floor echoed throughout the room, and when my eyes saw
the other's body, my heart immediately became messy and complicated.

All I knew was that my mind was alive with a myriad of emotions at once,
including wonder, fascination, appreciation, and…disappointment.

The tall man in front of him was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and as for
jewelry, just a silver stud in one ear and a head of shiny black hair with
bangs sticking up a bit. The outfit appropriately exuded a slouchy air without
looking too flashy. Since the boy's base was already so good, the whole
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Slightly curved, her nose was high and attractive, and her cheekbones were as finely
sculpted as could be, to perfection.

The appearance of interviewee no. 18 made me enter a moment of fantasy. But

within moments, it was as if I had been thrown from heaven to earth the hard way
because... even though his face looked like he was wearing the day and he was
dressed to please, his whole aura didn't connect me to Kint in any way. .

He seems very quiet, not in that aloof and condescending way, but just standing
there saying nothing, sticking like a bamboo pole, with an air of reticence...a world
apart from the character's personality.

- P'Nubsib is here, he is here!

While I was looking at this interviewee number 18 through the windows of my

glasses, the two ladies squealed in a flowery little voice.

Another little star?

I rushed over his resume in a burst of curiosity.

'Nubsib Pipitapakdee (Sib), 20 years old, 2nd year at University X, International

Economic Management.'

It is also known that she returned to Thailand after graduating from overseas high
school, where she had already participated in various model shows, fashion photo
shoots, etc., both large and small. Upon his return to Thailand, he also engaged in
tough photo shoots.

In fact, the document included screenshots of his IG and FB page, and after seeing
the number of followers on it, I finally realized that he is really famous.

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- He is not a star, phi, but he is very famous, there are many photos of him on the internet.

- ¡Oh!

I listened intently to the information that Hin added into my ear in a

whisper.

- But not having acted in a movie or TV show, I don't think it's very good.

Seeing that figure, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

I looked again at the photo of the other man's model and his number as if I had racked my
brains, thinking of leaving the man's name aside for now. But when I looked up again in a
flash of electricity, I was transfixed to see the tall man in front of me staring at me with his
soulful eyes. An inexplicable spark is created where our eyes meet.

Uh... what's going on.

My eyes flickered and moved for a moment before flashing him a polite smile.

-
…

-
…

Interviewer #18 also gave me a slight smile in response.

- P'Nubsib, today we have the second round of auditions, or character auditions, and you've
already rehearsed the role you were given last time, right?

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The vice principal spoke first to break the silence, a statement that made
both #18 and I turn our heads to look at him at the same time.

"Yes," he said as he nodded stiffly.

Without more than a smile or a small gesture, he was very different from
the previous contestants, others who were expressive and wanted to show
their specialties to the judges.

- In that case, you can start if you're ready.

As soon as this was said, the clean white room fell into a realm of silence,
as it were.

The plot it draws is that the hero is chasing the victim, and the background
is that the victim is rushing to escape from the hero's luxurious apartment
early one morning, because they both just finished drunken sex the night
before. As the victim runs from the hero, the hero finally catches up with
him at a dead end. So, the hero overpowered the victim and cornered him.
At that point, the male aggressor's possessiveness broke out and he began
to threaten the male subject.

When the chapter was first written and posted on the Internet, many users
commented that they had a great and sweet time. Many said that they were
about to die of sweetness, and others said that they felt that the world was
full of pink, white, green, yellow... There were really comments about
everything.

I raised one hand to cup my cheek while the other twirled my pen, not
expecting much from this number 18.

- So here you are! Sneaking out of bed in the morning to try and avoid me
as a husband, why didn't you tell me when you ran out?

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-
…

But when the first line came out of the tall man's throat, the pen in my hand
stopped spinning instantly, and my eyes, which hadn't focused on the boy,
went back to the other man. The calm air around him, which had been free
of ripples, instantly changed like a strongly disturbed magnetic field,
completely.

It was as if an emotional switch had been thrown, and their expressions,

eyes, and movements became menacing. Her voice also became sexy and
unusual, her magnetic voice making anyone who heard it stiffen and go two
meters deep.

- You can still walk, I thought you shouldn't be able to after all the times you
did it last night.

I was so surprised by the performance of the man in front of me that my

sweat broke out and I couldn't take my eyes off him for even half a second.
I did pay attention again, however, when I noticed the interviewer who was
auditioning for the role looking at me. He was looking at me as he said his
lines, and it seemed like he was saying them to me.

Hang on a minute.

My gut raised an objection, desperately trying to avoid the other man's

eyes, but to no avail. I… including everyone else in the room, was drawn to
this person in general.

This tall guy took a big step in my direction, then another, and bowed
slowly. I finally realized that it wasn't exactly the famous scene from the
novel where the bully chases the young victim around a corner to hit her...
And at that moment, it seemed like this scene was about to happen to me.
myself…

Finally he stopped a few steps from me.

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A hit!

- Understand!

I sighed like a startled bird when suddenly a large hand reached out for me and the other
man's lips pursed.

- There is no use running away from it more than necessary...

Those soft fingers and lightly moving palms followed my neck on a tour, and then he pulled
my neck to the other side before his fingertips swirled gently around my collarbone. My
cheeks instantly flushed red.

-
…

- The mark that I leave on you will only be a constant reminder that you belong to me.

The phrase was exactly the same as what the other interviewers had said, but it came out
of his mouth in a way that instantly resonated with everyone present. My heart did the
same, only not just because of what he said, but because of his handsome face that kept
coming closer to me. At that moment his other hand was resting on the back of my chair.
Then I felt the fiery breath that he exhaled at a short distance.

- Wait a minute…

- Excuse me.

The low vocal line sounded once more, and then the huge dark shadow slowly receded...
and just for a moment, the tips of our two
noses touched gently.

- ¿And?

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I felt like I was becoming mute and my mouth felt like a big cotton ball had
been stuffed into it.

- I scared you? Thank you very much for coming to be my opening act in
this show.

-
…

My body remained rigid like a stone statue on Easter Island, and the lovely
literary voice rang in my ears. The mocking aura that had lingered around
me at that moment gradually dissipated, leaving only a trail of evocative
heartbeat. My eyelids mechanically blinked twice before I regained
consciousness and started to straighten up.

- Eh... well, it was well acted.

But I don't want to be rehearsed by you. This brat is really enough to use
other people to play rivalry, you don't know that they will be confused by
you!

- Yeah? - he said while his thick eyebrows rose a little and then he outlined
a clear smile. - Thank you…

I laughed out loud, but it was one of those very murky, soft laughs. The
director and the rest of the team paused in their fantasy at that moment and
stood up to applaud the brat's performance.
They called contestant no. 18 to the table to ask him for some information,
Like a mini-interview.

As for me… I secretly struggled to make the heart that was about to burst
out of my chest stop for a moment before slowly nodding.

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This guy is really cool. Yeah, from his aura and his demeanor when he
walked in, I initially concluded that he didn't quite fit the character's
background. But when he went into acting mode, it was like a switch was
thrown and the acting was so extraordinarily and unexpectedly good that
my heart raced.

- Oops! - exclaimed Hin, who had remained silent for a long time.

- What are you doing?

- I imagined that I was the main male actor in this drama, my heart keeps
beating like crazy. He raised his hand and caressed his chest.
I made a disgusted face.

- Then why didn't you come to the audition to be an actor?

- Oops, also, a moment ago P'Nubsib came to be your "little sufferer"

and I saw that you seemed so nervous that you were all stiff.

This brat not only verbally joked, but also imitated my gaze and actions
from just now, and my face turned hopelessly red. So I hurriedly glared at
him and then stretched out my foot to gently kick him.

- Believe it or not, I'll stab you to death when we leave later!

- Stab people at the first opportunity. He rolled his eyes. - What now, huh?

- I'll take that number then, 18. - I answered immediately.

- I like P'Nubsib too, and the director and the guys can probably make up
their minds, but there are still a dozen people to interview.

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I heard Hin and turned my head to look at the director and them, and then I
saw contestant #18 being ushered into another room by a staff member to
wait while the rest of the contestants finished their interviews and were told
to wait outside. the door.

Then the director came over and consulted me, and from the look on his
face, he had already made up his mind. If I hadn't chosen #18, I would have
had to come up with a lot of reasons to convince myself. So as soon as he
saw that I agreed with him, a smile spread across his face and he tapped me
on the shoulder two or three times before going back to his seat and asking
the staff to bring in the next interviewee.

The mind is already set on a candidate, but they still have to follow the rules
and go through all of them like a walk-up interview. Although this seems
unfair, it can't be said to be entirely because interviewer #18 really did a
great acting job. Another thirty minutes passed and we were finally done
interviewing all the actors. I closed the folder and handed it back to the staff
while handing out some of the other tasks to other staff members to complete.

There is no one better than number 18...

- We have already done the casting for the male lead actor before you
arrived, here are the details, do you have any questions? - I made a gesture
with my hand.

- I have no problem, I'll do what the director says.

Judging by the performance of the department heads of the crew today, I am

quite confident in their professionalism and their vision is quite unique... but
I need not say more, after all it is their job.

- I have my two boys resting in the waiting room, we'll go talk to them about
the details of the whole project in a moment, Gene why don't you come with
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you are the author of the novel, so go introduce yourself and give them a short talk
about the scenarios of the two main characters. Come on.

- Uh, wait a minute, wait a minute. - I raised a hand to block the one that was about to
reach and push my shoulder. - Better yet, save it for another time.

- Are you going to do anything else later?

- There's something going on, the first draft of the next novel. I laughed dryly, feeling a
little guilty.

- Oh well, I won't bother then, so I'll see you next time. I'll have someone fill you in on all
the details then. I'm sure there will be a script reading meeting for the whole group in
two weeks, and then I'll explain the character's background and personality in detail to
some of the new cast. Hin said you sure would come then so I'll see you then.

- ¡¿Eh?! Ah…

Hin the brat said he was coming?

I quickly turned around and fired two beams of laser light at the guy standing silently
behind me, as he awkwardly and uncharacteristically laughed with me.

The director patted me hard on the shoulder once more, then threw his head back and
laughed. After finally closing his palms and saying goodbye to me, he went to another
room satisfied. It seemed like I should have gone to have a big plot talk with the two
male leads who just won the Pinzón screen, while I…

- Can I come back now? - I said as I put my hands to my chest and sighed helplessly
once more.

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- You can... huh! Hang on a minute.

- What else is going on?

- My stomach hurts and I want to go to the bathroom, phi you can leave me later at
the editorial, but you have to wait for me before, I'm going to shit first.

- Damn child! Am I your subordinate? I have to wait until you finish shitting to send
you back.

- Hey! Who said that you are my subordinate, phi? You are a great god that I have
to take care of.

- Oh? Is it so?

I wrinkled my nose and gave him a vigorous pinch before telling him to go to the
bathroom.

Hin laughed in embarrassment before fleeing towards the end of the hall like a
ferocious wolf holding a bomb with its tail between its legs. Once again, I breathed
out a long sigh of relief, as if there was nothing I could do against him, before
following him down the hall. In front of the sink was a long chair and, not far away, a
vending machine, a model still relatively hard to find in Thailand.

I looked the machine up and down for a bit and finally decided to slide a coin in, hit
one of the buttons and soon an extra sweet can of iced coffee was free falling into
the machine.
glass door. After admiring the free fall movement from the outside of the machine, I
bent down to get the coffee out and opened it to drink it.
I had in mind that this Hin guy was going to be squatting there in the pit for a while,
so I sat on that long chair by myself.

Ha! As an assistant editor, his main task is coordination between editors and writers,
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Hin guy will definitely not pass his year-end review… I shook my head helplessly at the thought of the

brat who had detonated a million gold coins in a toilet. I gently shook the coffee can with one hand,

while the other played with the coin she had just taken from the vending machine.

DING DING DING ~

In a careless twist of the coin, it slipped from my fingertips and jumped on the ground.

- ¡...!

My eyes quickly fixed on it, it was a 10 baht coin...

I watched as he rolled mischievously across the carpet to the other side, stopping only reluctantly

when he collided with someone's shoe.

I was about to get up and walk over to pick up the coin, but I didn't expect the movement of getting

up to freeze in a moment.

It was then that I slowly shifted my gaze from the other man's feet to his face, like the protagonist of

a television series.

-
…

-
…

The number 18!

The tall man was only three steps from me, only to see him stoop gracefully to pick up my coin and

hand it to me.

- Here you have.

- Oh! Thank you

- I want to thank you again for what just happened. - said the man with a smile like a young and noble

gentleman of the high bourgeoisie.

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The aura of attractiveness emanating from this guy hit my eyes so hard that
my sanity told me not to look at him for too long, so I deliberately turned my
eyes in another direction.

- Uh... well...

If this were a cartoon, there would probably be a crow's caw at this point. But
unfortunately, it wasn't one of those funny cartoons, so the scene was awkward
for a while.

- I just found out that you are the original author of this novel.

- ¡...!

Shit! Suddenly the words came out of number 18 and the coffee can in my
hand nearly spilled onto the floor next to me.

- The director just told me, so please give me more guidance from now on.

- Oh! You don't have to overthink it. - I made a gesture with my hand. -
I'm just a writer, and the rights have been sold to the team over there, phi...

I froze at that point, because the other guy didn't call me "phi" but used a more
polite title. I was still debating what to call him, and I didn't feel comfortable
calling him "sir",

- Eh... you won't see me often, so if you want advice, you should tell the director
and the team.

Hearing those words, the other man's thick eyebrows moved like two caterpillars.

This young man was much quieter than his average age, but he really did look
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For a while, I felt like I had to think every word before I said it, and I couldn't understand
why it had to be like this.
While trying to find an excuse to go and wait for Hin somewhere else, the bathroom door
accidentally opened.

- My ass itches phi... oh! - The guy who ran out to shit in the sea saw that the guy next to
me was actually the hero of the novel and hurriedly raised his hands in greeting. She also
smiled playfully with a hint of shyness in her smile, like a melancholic young lady -
P'Nubsib.

- Hmm.

- Have you finished talking to the director yet?

- The director had an urgent call to attend to, so I stopped to go to the bathroom.

- Oh. - Hin nodded understandingly: - By the way! I'm Hin, I'm P'Gene's gold assistant, we
should see each other a lot starting today..

-
…
- I hastened to turn my head to look at Hin.

I've already told them I won't see him often, but you keep saying that, you're not trying to
make me feel bad. I had to narrow my eyes and indirectly tell him that I wouldn't see him
often, because he was already busy with work.

- Oh. - Nubsib was still standing, with a soft smile on his face and a slight movement of
his lips. - Until next time then.

- Bye bye.

Hin responded in a friendly way as number 18 said that, his eyes looked at me, and I
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side disturbed my mind again, and I had to pretend I didn't understand and
force a smile.

I almost jumped up from the bench, tossed the empty coffee can into the trash,
and then quickly yanked on the neck of the guy who had made me wait ten
minutes for nothing for the elevator door. Even though he was tugging at his
neck, the guy was able to turn around and wave to Nubsib down the hall. With
a depressed look, I waited until I saw the elevator doors open, and hurriedly
and gently pushed Hin inside. Still, I couldn't help but be curious and sneak a
peek across before standing up and entering the elevator.

Number 18 was still standing, still looking at me with that impassive gaze, and
when my eyes met his, he immediately broke into a springtime smile. I panicked
and ignored it, pretending not to look in his direction, before rushing into the
elevator.

I'm not a director, I'm not a producer, I'm just an ordinary fiction writer, you don't
have to fawn over me like that.

- Remember to take me, P'Gene. And by the way, drop me off at that famous
fried noodle shop for an oyster omelet.

-
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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter Two.

That stinky Hin came in early this morning and woke me up…

There was no doubt that I desperately needed to contain my

boredom or was afraid to run into the kitchen at the first opportunity to grab
a kitchen knife and slice through the stubborn stone in a rage.

(T/ N: Hin means "stone" in Thai.)

After ruthlessly ringing the bell until she was about to burst, she ran
straight into the bedroom and dragged me, who had only been asleep for
a few hours, into the bathroom to wash and change. Finally, in my delirium,
he took me to the apartment building.

I had spent the whole night before writing a new novel, and it was 6 or 7 in
the morning when I closed my eyes. I'm usually not the type of person
whose thoughts flow like water when I'm writing a novel, so maybe it's just
my habits. If I see that I don't write well or it doesn't satisfy me enough, I
prefer to stop halfway. Every once in a while, during the writing process, I
delete something and reintroduce it.
There are even times when I run to make myself a cup of coffee to give my
eyes a break, but it doesn't matter, as long as I haven't finished my goal
on time, I will continue to sit in front of the computer and fight more than
once.

Last night I only managed to write half a chapter after fighting all night
with the computer... and when it comes to bedtime, I only slept a
little over three hours counted.

Stinky Hin got me out and into the car, and then without a word he put
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ask him. It wasn't until he turned his head to answer me that I realized the guy's bad

intentions, but by then it was already

too late to open the door and sneak back into the house.

- Don't be so stubborn, P'Gene.

- What stubbornness, I have been talking non-stop all the way just to tell you that

I am upset and now I have no energy. I said as my eyes widened.

- But I have already made an appointment with the other person, and you accepted when
I called you last night!

- This is hilarious! I didn't say... Wait a minute!

Last night... I did a little memory killing in my head and was suddenly a little surprised,

as if this Hin guy had actually called me.

But at the time I was typing, so when I saw the phone ring I just freed one hand to

answer it while the other kept typing tirelessly. My eyes began to shine more

than one

100 watt light bulb when thinking.

- And you know, you're not supposed to take seriously anything I say offhand at work!

The guy who was driving blinked, but the gesture was really super
artificial.

- Oh? I couldn't tell you, it's your promise.

- Hin bastard! You are obviously doing this on purpose!

I disgust his face with my index finger and say indignantly.

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- I should have known better than to give you the combination to the lock!
of the stairs!

Yes, there are few things that can depress me so much and leave me speechless.

Wasn't that the same reunion as the whatever show?

Several days have passed since that day when I met the director at the interview

location. At that time, both Hin and the director said that there would be a meeting in
the office or something, but I've been so busy writing the first draft of my new novel

that I've been forgetting about it. And I was thinking of asking Hin to attend the
meeting for me and then come back to convey the "spirit of the meeting" to me. Since

the main agenda of the meeting was to explain the details of the script to the

actors, I, the original author, did not have a major role in the meeting. But

now they were putting me in a car that was going at full speed towards the
reunion…

One of these days, that bastard Hin is going to nudge me in the gut.

The address of the meeting was still in the luxurious building of WK

Entertainment. It wasn't actually that far to drive from my apartment to

this company, but it still took a while to get there because it was located on a very
busy and congested highway.

Although it is not a rush hour, there are not many cars on the road. So I take

advantage of this fragmented time to lean back in my seat, plug my headphones

into both ears, and close my eyes, immersing myself

in my world for a while.

I don't know how long the path lasted, because when I came to my senses

again, Hin was already shaking my shoulders very strongly.

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I shook my head, trying to shake off all the sleepiness and exhaustion before following

Hin into the building. At first my mind was still blank, as my brain was not fully working

yet. But when I entered the elevator and my body went up with it to the destination

floor, my conscience ran again

little by little.

- Hin, have you given any guidelines for the meeting there?

- Some specific aspects have been communicated, such as the start date, and some

other details. In today's meeting they will begin to analyze the roles with all the

actors. And the platform part also wants

start shooting as soon as possible and kill it as soon as possible so that it is broadcast and not

this first time is wasted because the heat is still quite high during this period.

- Oh! - I'm speechless. - It seems that you also know all these details, so why don't you

attend for me and inform me.

- You are the author and you are becoming a little less enthusiastic, do you have
sense?

As soon as I heard this, I was left with a look of displeasure.

I've already stressed to Hin that I'm not the type to cling to my own creations, and

once I've signed the contract with the production company, I don't want to worry. Let's

be honest, I trust the production company and the director's ability more than a layman

like me. They are professionals in this business and if it is not an important meeting,

there is no need to
call me.

Lately I've been focused on the first draft of my new novel, and I'm the type of person

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until he finishes it, so I haven't really wanted to worry about

nothing else.

- The meeting starts in ten minutes, so let's go inside and sit at

wait.

The staff member who said that led us to a room door, a glass door,
and Hin called softly and said "Excuse me" before gently pushing the door
open and entering. I followed him, but seeing the atmosphere in the room,
I froze a little.

The meeting doesn't start for another ten minutes... I thought people would
enter one by one when time was about to run out. But to my surprise, there
were already several people sitting in the room, instead it was Hin and I
who seemed to be late.

- Wow Gene how are you, and P'Hin you are here too!

- Hour.

We hastened to give a joint greeting to this person who greeted us as the

deputy director we had met on the day of the interview. Since he was the only
person we knew in this room, he offered to lead us through introductions
with the others in the room.

I did my best to put on a polite and formal face and greet those
present. Several people introduced themselves before mentioning
inevitably that novel was mine, as if it were an established ritual. And not
no doubt some of the suspicious glances were directed my way.

- P'Sib you already met him the day of the audition, and this one sitting next
to Sib is called Oei and he's going to play Namcha in the drama.

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My eyes automatically followed the vice principal's hand.

The moment I met the other man's eyes, I realized that his torch-like gaze had

been burned into the depths of my memory ever since that day. I felt as if I had fallen

into a cloud, while Nubsib remained impassive, and soon broke into a slight smile. His

every move was still so young lord-like that she could hardly breathe every time she saw

him. So I had to nod and then quickly turn my attention to the other man.

sitting next to him.

- Hi, P'Gene.

The man broke into a sunflower smile and offered to greet me. Her lips were as small

as a cherry, and they looked clean and willow-shaped, with pearly swirls when she smiled.

Her large, round eyes gave off an energy and innocence that made her face as pretty as

it was endearing. It's almost as if Namcha, the male subject of my

novel, get out of the book.

- Hello oh brother Oei. - I responded friendly and returned the smile.

- And next is brother Saimok, who will play Tawan, this is brother Kla, who will play Mail,

and then there is Amp, who will play

Rain.

- Oh, hello everyone.

The group of main actors gave me a combined salute in unison, and I hastily turned

around to answer them… I felt like I was instantly their superior.

- Wait for the producer first, and sit first, sit first.

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I followed the other person's instructions and took a seat on a chair that was
placed right in front of the two main actors, Nubsib and Oei.
As for Hin, since he was coming to the meeting as my assistant, he sat on the

long chair behind me. I turned to him and gestured for him to be ready to
take notes later or to turn on the recording function of my phone to write down
the most important matters.
important.

Ten minutes later, I saw a man push through the glass door of the conference
room and enter. As for Mai, I haven't seen him until now, maybe he didn't have to
attend the meeting, or maybe something came up that prevented him from
come.

- We plan to start shooting on September 14, the script is finished and a team
sent it to him a few days ago. As you know, our shooting will not follow the
story timeline, whichever scene montage is completed first, or we are ready,
we will shoot that part first. When the time comes, I'll have the talent
coordinator notify their agents and send them the schedule of each
announcement. As for the title of the drama, we will also have to make the pertinent
changes to make it more suitable to be brought to television or video platform.

The producer spoke while leafing through the information and I listened
carefully.

- Although our drama is already receiving a lot of attention from our fans, we
are going to do other promotions to increase the anticipation. For example,
some small trade shows, or public gatherings in shopping malls, media
interviews, etc., so I hope you can try to make time to attend. Oh! One more thing
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drama closely follows the original, so it won't deviate too much from the original.
same.

-
…
I squared my shoulders for a moment when the talker turned his head
towards me.

- I'd like to thank our original author first and hope he supports us in other
areas, perhaps in regards to speculating the characters for the actors. Mr.
Gene you are the author and surely you know the characters better than anyone,
when the time comes let all the actors talk to you to portray the multifaceted
nature of the characters. If our drama is of high quality, it will be on the top of
the charts. There is also some advertising on social media, which will be
handled by our advertising department

in the company.

I felt the corner of my mouth twitch, having been named up to this point, what else
could I do but nod vigorously?

- Remember to take care of the small actors.

- Well…

Other writers would have been happy to be brought into the meeting with great
consideration by the team and to be able to voice their opinions as much as
they wanted. However, I was the only one... who felt a little bit stuck
between a rock and a hard place, and one of the difficulties was that I just
didn't know if I could help adequately based on the needs of the crew.

I am not very familiar in the entertainment industry, but as far as I know, after the
signing of the contract, there is nothing more for the writer,
It's like the script belongs to the producer. Although in principle the

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The producer will ask the original author for some contribution once the script is finished,

he has the right not to take into account the author's contribution if it is not

appropriate.

After a while, the producer began to talk about other topics that weren't even eighty

sticks away, let alone eighty sticks away from me, the original author.

Being in a nice, cool, air-conditioned room, it was clear that those three hours of sleep

in the morning were seriously overdone, and the sandman started attacking my

brain. As soon as I wasn't on my phone or concentrating on something, my upper and lower

eyelids would start "sticking together" like a newlywed couple after a long separation.

I hastily used my last ounce of energy to pretend to wiggle my neck before turning my head

for a split second to look at Hin behind me, not realizing the guy was there listening like a

champ. I had to look up again to figure out how to push the Sandman away. Finally, I picked

up a pen and began to scribble in the blank corners, occasionally having to look around

with my eyes to not show it.

I drew a large demon Hin being stabbed to death by Gene the

Paladin…

If you can't stab a real person, then let's make a good fight in a graffiti and add a lot of drops

of blood to his "prick".

- Hmm…

-
…

But the moment I looked up, I froze…

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The pen in my hand stopped abruptly when I saw the tall man sitting across
from me looking at me with interest... and I don't know when it started.
Nubsib looked at my scribbles and then raised her charismatic eyes to
look me straight in the face.

The first thing that came to my mind was that the other person would
give me a reproachful look, after all, in my eyes the number 18 is the type of
person who is serious. But what I received instead was... a smile?!
Correct! I felt the smile that the other person gave me.

So is a little boy laughing at me?

My two eyebrows tighten, and then I hurriedly pretend to clear my throat

gently, make a serious face as if I don't want to, and finally gently turn
the pages of the material in my hands.
to cover the scribbles I just made. The idea of being seen by a
kid younger than me at a meeting making small talk flooded my mind with a
thousand knots, depressed knots.

I'm dying! Just put me to sleep again!

Finally, the meeting ended.

I stayed in the conference room and talked to them for a while, and as they
were leaving the room one by one, I was quick to put my hands
together to say goodbye and say that I had to go to the bathroom. And of
course I acted like I was super reluctant to leave, leading them to
believe that I actually wanted to stay and talk to them more. But when I realized
no one was looking at me, I took Hin's necklace and went in another direction...
I was so sleepy I could have used the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed!

- Oops, P'Gene, my neck is about to break!

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- It better break!

- Are you still in a bad mood? The meeting is over.

- It's your fault that I'm in such a bad mood, please face your mistakes.

I looked at Hin with a look that would kill, then took out my wallet and opened
it for coins. So I put the coins in one of the vending machines and
squeezed the extra sweet coffee I had last time, with the intention of drinking
it and being myself again. I figured it would be another ten or twenty minutes
before all the people in front of the conference room dispersed to their homes,
at which point I would run to the elevator and take myself home.

- But also… It seems that they really liked your novel, Phi you are very lucky
to have a platform that helps you promote it.

- Is that so?

I questioned his words, leaning my back against the wall and lifting the coffee
can to drink.

- The original author has the right to express their opinion and the cast is
happy to accept it, it's not often you get such a big opportunity.

- I know. - sighed.

I also curse myself for not paying more attention to this project, when it's
clear that I have a great opportunity in front of me.

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- Phi you should do what the meeting just said, if this drama is well received,
your fame will grow, and then it will be easier to get the next one
novel.

- Hang on a minute. - my eyebrows tightened. - Are you saying it with the

sole intention that I get into the BL world and write all the future
writings are BL?

- No, no, not at all, but let's be honest... I almost forgot that before you
specialized in writing horror novels.

- Brat!

- Who made you best known for these BL novels!

Also, he made a face like he didn't say anything bad and told me two or three
more nice things to make me feel comfortable before he picked up his phone
to check the time. After looking at it, he told me that he would send me a
copy of his meeting notes from today when he had compiled them, and said
that he had the camera function turned on ready to take a picture.

I didn't say anything else, but I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye
before slowly closing my eyes. I thought that when I finished this can of coffee,
I would go home and rest. If I go to sleep now, I guess I won't get up until
9 or 10 at night, and then I'll get up and slowly wrestle with the first draft of
my new novel.

In my head, so to speak, I planned it out, with aplomb, but when I opened my

eyes again, it was hard empirical evidence of what a shit is.

- Shit!

¡Blah!

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- ¡Ups!

- Sr. Gene.

My face twisted in expression and I subconsciously raised my hand to the back

of my head. Already sleepy, the sky was even more crowded
of stars at this time.

- Are you OK? It hurts?

My eyebrows began to clench like sparks, and I opened my eyes to see the tall,
long torso of number 18 standing in front of me, a step away from me. The
handsome face inched closer to me, trying to check if I was okay, but the
movement made my heart plummet even more.
I unconsciously leaned back, but forgot I was standing against a wall, so the
back of my head hit a solid
coup.

Nubsib was no less frightened, and when he saw the mess I was in, he
couldn't help leaning over to look at me.

- Let me see.

When the other man finished, he reached out with his right hand and pulled me
away from the wall. Then, just to see how he put his hand in my hair, his fingertips
running through the strands until they reached the area that was being whipped.
And that area was already being caressed by my hand, so the two of us couldn't
stop our hands from touching. My expression twisted even more than before,
and I rushed to try and help myself with my other hand.

- One moment, one moment...

- It's a pretty strong blow, it could swell.

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- Well, I guess so.

- You'd better put some ice on it so it doesn't hurt so much.

- Okay, okay, I got it... Is it okay if you take a few steps back?

Finally, I said this as I turned my hand around and grabbed the other man's wrist
with the intention of making him back up. Nubsib seemed to have caught
my nervous glance and offered an obvious apology, returning to the necessary
social distance.

When there was a less tall shadow in front of me, I felt much more
breathable... Actually, I'm not that short, but number 18 is a great
second year student.

- I'm sorry.

At first my expression was still a bit impatient, but when I heard the other
person's charming apology, my mood immediately improved greatly, so I
hastily waved my head.
thousand.

- It's okay, it's okay.

The bruised part was starting to hurt less anyway, so he didn't want any
more trouble.

Once I was fully awake, I had time to take a serious look at the other
man. There was still a hint of concern in his eyes when he looked at me, but
after this look was coupled with his gentleman image, he didn't come across as
weak, just more courteous. The clothes I was wearing today were no longer
the gangster style of the day of the interview, the style of the male lead in my
novel.

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Even everyday casual clothes made it look like they were going to take model photos

at any moment...it was that feeling of a prince in disguise leaving the palace for a

private trip abroad...

Those sharp eyes looked at me, and although I was a little embarrassed, I tried to crack

a smile for him.

Hin bastard! Where have you been? The stinky kid is trying to suck on me again,

can't you see?

- Are you here to use the bathroom?

- No.

I slightly frowned and looked to my left and right, to my right was the end of the hall and

as for my left…

- Oh! Are you coming for a drink?

- No, I've come to see you. - I froze on the spot.

- Huh? You come to see me?

- Well, at first I thought you had come home, I asked the staff and they told me you had

gone to the bathroom.

- Oh! Then what's wrong with you? Is it something from the script?

Seeing me ask that, the one in front, on the contrary, immediately showed a

strangely embarrassed expression.

- Yeah, I still don't quite understand some of the scripts and character settings, so I wanted

to come ask you for some advice.

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- Oh.

Realizing it, I hastened to turn around and throw the coffee can I had in my hand into

the trash can next to me, and when I turned around I was already a serious person

again.

- Where is it?

- I'm not asking you for advice now, but I would like... that you give a contact so I can

contact you later, okay?

- No problem, where you need help just say so, give a call... oh no, better leave a

message on Line.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, opened that green app, and

deftly opened my own QR code.

At first I was going to leave a mobile number, after all, it's a matter of work. But I just

happen to be the kind of person with an upset body clock, and if Nubsib calls

me and wakes me up in my sleep, I'm probably not in much of a mood

to discuss the plot with him or give him some constructive advice. If it's not an urgent

matter, you could have left me a message on Line, which would have been more

convenient for both of us.

parts.

- ¡Sib!

However, just as the other man was about to take out his phone and scan it,

someone forcefully called out to him.

Both number 18 and I turned our heads in unison to look at the source of the

sound, and the next thing I saw was a tiny person running.

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towards us. Then they slapped each other's arms vigorously.

moderate.

- Sib, I have been looking for you for a long time, you are still back
at school, right?

It turns out that it is Nong Oei who plays the male subject.

- Hmm.

Nubsib was stunned for a moment, and those sharp eyes felt like they were covered in

a thin layer of ice. I watched them as I hung up the phone that was suspended

in the air, with my

curious to see them act so intimately.

This time I was able to see Nong Oei more clearly, and that's when I realized that he

was very handsome and small, probably a few inches shorter than me. Her arms

were also slender, and the long-sleeved jacket she wore had cuffs that reached halfway

down her fingers.

- Hey, isn't that P'Gene?

It was then that he turned his head towards me and asked me in a clear and

inquisitive

- Aren't you gone yet, P'Gene? I found out from the director that you had already left,

and at first I was going to look for you to exchange a few words.

- I was just getting ready to go. - I answered kindly with a light smile.

- Oh…

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- Nong Oei, are you a classmate with the number 18… Nubsib? - in the end I
could not contain myself and ask.

Normally, I'm not the type of person who likes to gossip, and this
It must be said upfront. But it turns out that these two are the male leads of
my drama, and from the looks of it, they are a perfect match.
Although Nong Oei seems a bit small and dainty compared to Nubsib's size,
most viewers like the type of hero or male lead who is a little bird or
whatever. Being smaller gives him an instant feeling of protection, like taking
care of a kitten. My heart turned into an aunty smile long ago when I saw
how close they were.

(Auntie's smile, it's a Chinese expression, it's when you see two people who
are together and you get that kind of smile. So let's imagine how Gene smiled.
Since it doesn't have a translation into our language.)

- Yes, I'm in the same department as Sib.

- Oh! So just pair up for the interview, yeah.

- Not really. - said Nong Oei who smiled shyly embarrassed. -

I heard Nubsib and his agent talking about the audition, so I came to the
audition too. Normally I only participate in advertisements or photo shoots for
fashion magazines. It is the first time he acted in a drama.

So that's all…

I nodded gently after listening to the other person's explanation:

- It's good that you pass the audition together, you're already on good terms,
so it won't be so awkward to act when the time comes.

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"Maybe he's more shy." Nong Oei said with wide eyes.
adorably.

- Haha, but it's better than being shy in front of strangers.

- Thank you.

- Okay, see you next time then, I'll come back. - I said while putting an old man's

pose and smiling.

I raised my hand to say goodbye to Nong Oei, but when I looked to Nubsib's side, I

was surprised to see her sharp eyes staring at me. I couldn't figure out exactly how

many times that meant, and I wasn't about to sit still and try to do it. So what, I chose to

nod and turn around in a hurry to leave.

As I left, I could still hear the occasional whisper of conversation between the two

men behind me, but it interested me little.

Suddenly, I remembered someone!

That being said... Stinky Hin really deserves a beating, so where

the hell has this guy been

After the last meeting, don't think it's okay. The steps that need to be taken to film a

drama can be as many as the tail of a kite. After the meeting was over, it came... the

opening ceremony of the service.

This time I asked Hin to tell the team for me that this time I could only be there for the

last half of the day because I had something to do that day.

What came out of my mouth was the real thing, not an excuse to be lazy.

Before I had left the apartment with two or three sets of clothes to go home and

had not touched the first draft of my new novel.

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for a few days because I had to be in the hospital taking care of my

grandfather who had just had surgery.

He had just brought his old lady home when I got a call from Hin. I hit the answer
button, exhausted, and told the person on the other end
of the line.

- It's a good time for you to call.

[You said you would finish around this time, so of course I had to set an alarm to
remind me. Have you sent grandpa home? How is your
old?]

- Well, quite well, nothing more. My old man would have been in very good
health, actually, if he hadn't gotten sick this time. - I said as I put my headphones
on and reversed with my free hand, ready to pull the car out of the alley
entrance.

[That's good. And your brother? How are you? You can do it?]

- And if I say I can't go?

[You have to come even if you can't. You didn't even come to the session before
final photos].

- Mmmmmm, isn't that exactly on the way here now?

I'll be there in twenty minutes. - I growled through my nose.

After I hung up on Hin, I concentrated on driving.

In fact, I've told Hin three times that he doesn't need to come if it's not something
really important and he needs my help as a writer. But every time he texts me
that he's coming to pick me up, he thinks of me.

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whenever there is something trivial. He said he wanted me to come on set and

talk to the crew in person, and he went to the trouble of calling me.
several times from the day of the final photo session to the ceremony of

inauguration adoration.

I drove to the place Hin had sent me and texted him to let him know I had arrived, and

after a few minutes he hurried out to see that he was still dressed in a simple, formal-

looking suit. He greeted me hastily when he saw my car and told me to park in

an empty space
in the other side.

- The teachers are ready to sing, phi.

I nodded my head and looked at the field in front of me, where the ceremony was taking

place, but then I narrowed my eyes because the sun in full light
of the day I was very dizzy.

There were three or four large umbrellas and I could see an offering table with golden

plates for the ritual. Under the midday sun, the scene was blurred by the

smoke that rose from the tops of the candles and the incense offerings. The faithful, all

dressed in white and simple, united

reverently his hands in front of the offering table. From time to time

they look at the man with the camera in front of them, perhaps to be brought to the

media for publicity.

- Then I'll come in later, when they've finished singing. - I decided

GOOD.

"Okay, wait here a minute while I sneak out and get you something to drink and a

sandwich, would you like one?"

- Just give me mineral water, thanks!

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Hin nodded and then ran over to open the door for me. And after taking the mineral water

bottle from him, I took a sip to refresh myself. Then I started to roll my eyes to

contemplate the landscape that surrounded me, not in vain I saw a few blue plastic chairs

not far from the open air, but finally I decided to put myself under the shade since, indeed,

it was cooler to stay where I was . Only after I had seen all the surrounding and boring

scenery, I took out my phone and played with it.

In that editorial group I'm in, I saw that someone posted a screenshot of a tweet showing

the scene of the worship ceremony of

today. I couldn't resist enlarging the photo and then I saw the director, the

producer, Nubsib, Oei and several other actors standing respectfully on the set, quite a

show. The group message immediately below the screenshot was, of course, a bunch

of farts from
rainbow to the actors.

I read one of the messages carefully: don't stop thanking the person who chose Nubsib

as the male lead, now we have even more anticipation for this novel, and the

number of people ordering it online has suddenly skyrocketed. I couldn't help but

wrinkle my nose when I saw this... you're not very reserved, aren't you?

- ¿Gene…ÿ

-
…

- You are? Gene! Gene!

I was about to send a message to gossip with them in the group when I heard an

excited voice calling my name in my ear. I looked up... and saw a man in a white shirt and a

pair of myopic glasses with thick lenses set on the bridge of his nose, looking like

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anything but smart because his messy haircut made his whole body look silly. I saw

him sway from side to side to watch me, just a few steps from me.

- Uh… - I raised an eyebrow. - Hmm.

- Gene, it's you for real! It's me, it's Tum!

- Goal?

That Tum laughed immediately showing two rows of big teeth and rushed towards

me unexpectedly.

- Why that look? Don't say you don't remember me! They haven't even passed

ten years since you graduated, don't pretend to be a man of

seventy or eighty years.

The large palm of the other man's hand was already hitting my shoulder as I

continued to frown and examine the other man.

- Then?... Then? ¿El bastardo Tum? Are you then?

- Hahahaha, yes, that's me!

Immediately my eyes went wide and my mouth opened wide enough to squeeze a

cow, then I ran my mouth all over her body.

look.

When I was in college, I had a friend named Tum, who wasn't a close friend but he

was in the same major, and I couldn't tell if Tum was a nerd or a troublemaker.

Although he used to carry a bulging book bag, there was no shortage of cigarettes and

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smoking and drinking, he came to me, who had been a successful quitter since
high school, and asked me for advice on where to start.

The two of us weren't yet in a life-and-death relationship, so we didn't

keep in touch after graduation. But also, even the good friends with whom we
got together at the time, even if we continue
keeping in touch occasionally for the first year or two
after graduation, as time goes by, the so-called friendship will have to "die" one
day. After all, everyone has their own environment
vital... This is the normal course of life.

I thought this while my eyes kept looking up and down at him, but of course
my mouth still didn't close.

- What do you mean by looking at me like that?

- No... I just thought you were Tum, it's as if you haven't changed even
though I say you have, but you're not the same as before.

- After all, years have passed, but you, your face still looks like a child's, but
your skin is more than three shades lighter than before. - he said while
laughing at my words.

- Because I don't go out much.

- Don't you go out much? Do not say that you stay at home and play old,
TRUE?

I rolled my eyes and really wanted to reach out and give this friend from
college a few vigorous pats on the head.

If it was anyone else, he would have been angry long ago, but he knew
this guy's temper well. I knew the reason why

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He said that it was just wanting to pull a little with me, after all, no
we had seen each other in so many years.

- It's funny, I can work without going out.

- Job?

The initial flash of his eyes was filled with confusion, and then he rolled his eyes
rapidly, as if thinking at a high speed. At one point, perhaps he had come to a
conclusion, so his eyes immediately stopped rolling and instead stared: - - -
Wait a minute, Mr.
Gene, that author who is always referred to as Gene... but doesn't say...

He stopped his sentence midway and I returned his gaze. I still felt a bit
embarrassed, but I pretended to be calm and coolly raised my hand to scratch my
head.

- Well, it's me.

- Shit…

-
…

- I've been hearing Gene's name since last time, and my son. I have also talked
about you. But I didn't think the Gene they were talking about was the same
person as a friend I know...it's a small world.

(T/ N: Thai agents like to call their young artists "kids or sons," while owners
like to call their adoptees "kids or sons" too.)

Although the words sounded like a run-of-the-mill surprise, I kept hearing a

clue word.

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- Wait a minute, your son? Does your son talk about me?

- Well, here is an audition for this novel of yours, and a chance to

act on it.

He was still laughing out loud when he was done, but this time I was the one who

gasped. I can't believe this guy has a kid...

- Boy, don't say it's Oei, eh?

- No, no, you should have talked to him, Sib, Nubsib. He frowned a little and waved

his hand.

- Nubsib?!

- Yes, why are you screaming so loud!

- Are you creating Nubsib?

(T/ N: When you say raising, you mean if you are keeping it with food,

money and gifts. And Gene is thought of as her lover too, since normally in

those Asian countries young girls are raised this way or kept that way by those who

don't have money.)

My mouth closed after saying that, feeling like a fool. It took me two or three minutes

to slowly control my mind, then I frowned to make sure that this time I could get a full

view of the man in front of me.

Tum usually looks like a big, straight and manly guy, and if I look at his height

with the naked eye, he's not too far behind me. I've noticed that Nubsib is taller than

me, so that means Nubsib must be taller than him... I've been told that height isn't

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decide between one lover (top) and another, but I'm really surprised
for this aspect.

- Wait a minute, bitch! Where have you been thinking? What a writer. -
he shook his head. - He's not that kind of kid, in this circle it means an artist
I take care of, I'm a celebrity agent now.

- Celebrity agent…

I followed her last word quietly, my expression relaxing only slightly after slowly
digesting the meaning of her words.

I was secretly relieved, it's not that I discriminated against same-sex relationships,
it's just that the moment I found out about it, I still felt a bit overwhelmed, I would
have to face these two later after all. I already got goosebumps just thinking
about my best friend from college doing that kind of thing with the handsome
young man.
of 18 years.

- Who told you that you won't make it clear at first? If you had said it, anyone
would have misinterpreted it like that.

- Ha ha. - there he was laughing again, and he seemed amused.

- And what happens with you suddenly running away to become an agent?
That's not what you used to aspire to.

- You know my sister is a modeling agent, she dragged me there to help when I
didn't want to do anything else out of college, and I didn't know how I got into
this business after helping. - said Tum who shrugged.

- Oh, that's nice too, helping out the family.

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- Just help, but not much.

- But your artist seems quite well educated and obedient, why do you ask
so much for this job?

- Very well educated and obedient? Her eyes widened and then she
looked embarrassed. - That brat behaves well and is obedient... he is the
most fearsome imp of all. By the way, tell me about yourself, how come
you indirectly ran away to become a writer and wrote such a famous
novel that it was adapted into a TV series. - Tum said smiling and
raised his hand to touch my shoulder once more. - I read that Sib script
and the plot was really super
exciting.

"Oops!" I mumbled softly. - What's the point of reading this.

- Ah, I'm Sib's manager, of course I need to know what roles my own
artists will play and such.

-
…
I rolled my eyes in frustration and didn't say anything else.

Tum seemed to see how embarrassed I was, so he laughed out loud a

few times and mirrored my expression. But luckily he quickly changed the
subject and we both had a lot to talk about and spill to each other
after not seeing each other for so long. We ended up talking about the
party that was coming at the end of a while.

At first I was a bit tired, but I kept going until such and such
Tum was going to attend, and I immediately felt that I must be much happier
then.

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- Since we haven't seen each other for so long, we should chat until the end of
tonight. I've changed Line's account and phone number, so be quick to add me, and

next time…

- ¡P'Tum!"

Tum and I raised our heads in the same direction as the source of the voice, so heavy
and soft that it wasn't hard to guess who it was...

Number 18 was wearing a white shirt so clean it was wobbly a bit, and a gold
bracelet on his wrist. Although he was looking at us with a slightly dull look, he didn't
have that aura of an old guy going vegetarian in a fasting room.

- Ah, Sib, the song has ended well.

- Hmm. - He answered briefly in the back of his throat before

turn to me - Mr.Gene.

You see... whoop! Your artists are obviously trying to impress me!

I sneered to myself as my face put on a polite smile.

while nodding.

- Hour.

- Have you been here long?

- I've been here for a while, but I ran into an old friend.

- Friend… - Nubsib chanted, and then turned his attention to his

representative's side. - Mr.Gene, you are a friend of P'Tum, eh?

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- Well, Gene is my friend from university, I just found myself here and I just found

out that he is also in this program. - Tum replied in

my place.

- ¡Oh! …

I nodded for emphasis and when I saw Nubsib stop saying nothing, I turned to look
at my friend next to me and saw him straighten his chest with his hands.

- Okay, okay, it's starting to get hot from being here for so long. Let's go there, the
chanting is over, please wait there or the staff will search everywhere for us later.

Tum raised his hands and put them on my shoulders and Nubsib's at the same

time, so that Nubsib and I stood on his left and right side and advanced. Once I

met my old friend, I forgot about Hin. The three of us went under the umbrella,

greeted the staff, and sat separately. After a while I got bored and rushed to

motion for Tum to sit next to me.

At least I'm not as depressed and bored as I was at the beginning in a crew

full of unfamiliar faces...

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 3.

- Mmmmmm, very good, a little coldness and heartlessness like this for the main
active male character would be quite nice, he's more popular these days. - said
the editor and put the Ipad in his hand on the table, the dense text of the Word
document was dazzling to the eyes. - This counts as a pass, keep up the good
work Gene. As for the contract, I'll have Hin contact you when the time comes.
Oh! But I would like that this time the images of their sexual relations were a little
more powerful, so powerful that they were unforgettable would be the best.

- Huh?

- Uh... Phi. I frowned, my neck instantly straightening, but my black eyes flicking
back and forth in panic. Because I felt that the decibel of every word the other
person uttered was not low in the slightest, and with the extraordinarily quiet
atmosphere in the cafeteria this afternoon, almost every word spoken by everyone
in the store could be heard by others.

- I was trying to make this part of his performance a little more original and
different, like adding some verbal teasing, bondage and other episodes, to make
this part a little more sexy or carnal than the first draft. It is not necessary to
follow any of the so-called routine steps or positions. Didn't the editor-in-chief
have someone send him a bunch of books on that subject? Try reading some of
the best foreign works, there's basically nothing wrong with the plot, but if you
add the ones I've mentioned, you'll surely make this novel even better!

- Okay, okay, I know. I'll bring it up later, we'll talk about it then, there are still six
or seven chapters to go before we get to that point.

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- Yes, but remember to write what I tell you, I have to take care of some
business later, I have to go first, today I only took two hours off.

- Fine, thanks phi.

I watched as my editor grabbed his briefcase, opened the glass doors of the
shop, and stepped outside before heaving a soft sigh of relief.

The other day I was concerned about the content of chapters 5 and 6 of my
new novel, and was originally going to send an email to my editor. But it just
so happened that his schedule required him to go out today, and he just
happened to want to talk to me in person, so I made an appointment to meet
at this store.

This coffee shop is situated just below an office building on Silom Road, and
when you look from the store, you will see a lot of traffic. On the sidewalk,
near the cafe, there was an aunt pushing a cart selling pomegranate juice. I
looked out of my mind at the aunt's hands peeling grenades at high speed,
and my thoughts overwhelmed.

The last article on BL sex I wrote... I have to admit that it was these driving
scenes that caused me the most pain. Growing up, it's not like I don't know
what body part or what tools are needed when guys have sex with each
other. But when I was describing these images, I not only found many books,
but also searched the Internet to see them. At the time, I thought that in case
my parents accidentally saw my internet browsing history, they must think
that their son was most likely gay.

I confess that I am not one of the most liberal, so I ended up with a rather
modest representation of that aspect of my novel. Maybe that's why my editor
was so worried; he was afraid that the depiction of the bed scenes in my new
novel would be uninspired compared to the old one, and so he gave me a bit
of a harsh lecture.

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I sighed once more, now I had no idea about all this, so I was going to
go home to get some sleep and allow myself to collect my thoughts
from beginning to end. So I headed for the register, bill in hand, and
when I was done, strode back to my car through the smoky afternoon
heat.

But just as I started the car and was about to put it in reverse to pull out
of the parking space, the phone rang without even saying hello.

When I saw that the caller ID was "Tum", since we had exchanged
mobile numbers a few days ago, my mood immediately turned 180
degrees and I excitedly picked up the phone and answered it.

- Hey what's up? Why are you suddenly so free to call me?

I was so happy to see Tum, my best friend from college, that we

exchanged cell numbers and added each other to Line the day of the
opening ceremony, and since then we've been chatting on Line from
time to time and talking about catching up. day sometime I'm not sure if
there is a good time to meet.

[Gene, I need to see you urgently. Are you free to meet?]

- Yes! …

The first words Tum threw at me caught me off guard, the tone of voice
coming from the other end of the phone made me feel his anxious mood
and implied embarrassment as well.

- I'm free, I'm in Silom now, you can come see me.

[Then how about this, is it okay to meet at your apartment?]

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- My apartment?

[Well, we'll talk about it when we get to your apartment, share the address
with me later, I'll be out the door in a minute].

- Uh huh, okay, but I'm still out here, so wait for me down here for a bit if
you get there first, I'll be right back.

[Thank you then. See you later.]

He finished and hung up in a hurry, and I, for my part, was confused by

this manipulation of my friend, but I couldn't give any logical answer for a
while. So I tossed my phone on the passenger seat and slammed into the
clutch to pull out of the parking space.

With that being said, why did he have to come to my room to talk? A
friend was coming to visit me, it's not like I'm going to want it. But it
seemed strange to me that I hadn't talked to him for so many years, and
that we weren't as close or closer than before. I'm not sure I'm going to
be able to get the best of you.

That thought ran through my head the entire drive until I pulled into the
dedicated parking space under my apartment building and parked. Just
as I pulled out my car keys and opened the door to step out of the car, I
froze, that leg still dangling in the air at the time.

- ¡Gene!

Tum was standing in front of the glass door at the time, waving at me.
Both of my eyebrows tightened slightly towards my forehead area at the
same time, but I still approached Tum at my normal pace… with number
18 standing next to him.

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Yes, Tum did not come alone, there was a "pole" from his company behind him.
The first thing I saw was Nubsib's handsome face, and not my best friend, who
was closest to me, who couldn't help making number 18 stand out. I couldn't help
but see this unlikely person here and a ripple of confusion spread across my
face. As if that wasn't shocking enough, I noticed that Nubsib had a large suitcase
next to her.

That? Are you going to travel to the Outer House to shoot something?

- Well, I'm coming. - my eyebrows began to resemble those of two fighting

caterpillars. - What's the emergency? Why have you come to my house to talk
about it?

- It's better to go upstairs and talk about it.

- Huh?

This time my eyebrows were tied into an even straighter bun, and it seemed to
me that Tum noticed my gaze, too, so he was silent for a moment, and then
blushed.
- It bothers you? - Silently, I exhaled a breath of air on my lips, and I looked at
him once more.

- Well, you're here, the room is the room.

- If I'm giving you a hard time, let me say I'm sorry first. - He kept putting on a
good person's face, and I just wrinkled my nose.

He called me out of the blue to say he had something urgent to discuss, and he
designated my apartment as the place to talk. At this moment, he still has the
face to give me an embarrassed look. As soon as I saw this situation, I knew that
I wanted to bend my middle finger and hit hard on his head.

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I took my key card out of my pocket and placed it on the sensor by the
glass door, then nodded to Nubsib, who was standing by the door.

-
…

No doubt Nubsib was still smiling slightly, but that smile of hers still gave
off a powerfully mesmerizing aura.

I led the two inside, and even though I was super tempted to ask why they
were here with such a large suitcase, deep down he was hinting that he
would never initiate a question about this. I swiped the card over the
sensor next to the elevator floor button and pressed the number 17 floor
where my apartment was.

I bought this apartment in my first year of school by borrowing money from

my father and my brother, and I got each of them to lend me half. I worked
in the company for 5-6 months at that time and the company was in the
center of the city and my house was super far from the company, so I went
to those real estate fairs to find a good room near the subway station. .
Only since then have I gone
saving little by little to pay for my family... now that I have paid it all off and
the car loan is almost paid off, I have so little saved that I can't find a coin
to scratch.

My apartment was located at the end of the hall and I casually swiped the
door card to unscrew the knob.

- The room is a bit messy, and lately I've been a bit busy and haven't had
time to tidy it up.

- It's okay, it's okay. - Tum immediately responded enthusiastically. -

Oops...

But upon entering, the first thing I heard was a gasp from my friend,
followed by a silence that left me speechless.

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I guess he wasn't trying to say how luxurious my room was with that gasp,
he was probably just marveling at how messy my room was. Although the
room was a bit messy, it was not dirty, there was a small coffee table in the
middle of the living room and a sofa to sit and watch TV. And at that moment,
both the table and the sofa were covered in little pieces of paper and, of
course, all kinds of BL novels and cartoons: they were the materials that I
had found to study in order to inspire myself to write a new one. novel.

Despite being a little embarrassed, at least it wasn't someone else who

didn't know what they were looking at, because these two had known what
kind of fiction he was writing.

- Guys, sit here, the water is in the fridge in the kitchen while I put the books
back on the shelves.

- I'll help you.

Just as I was picking up the cluttering BL novels on the sofa to take to the
bookshelf, Nubsib suddenly appeared in front of me and took the stack of
books in my hands before I could get permission.

- Where do we put it?

-
…
I stayed put, my hands already falling naturally close to my body, before
narrowing my eyes at the other man. But Nubsib smiled at me. - What do
you mean with this pretty... er, this look?

- Hmm? Oh! - my eyebrows rose a little upwards, since I was only thinking
in the darkness of my mind to what extent this number 18 was going to
intimidate me. Seeing the expression on the other's face, I had to hastily
point behind me to hide my thoughts. - In that closet, at the end, next to the
door of that room.

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The tall man nodded, then reached over and easily opened the closet door with one hand.
I saw that someone had offered to help and it didn't hold me back long so I relaxed. So I
went back to the sofa and sat down to wait for Tum, who had gone to the kitchen to get
some water, and soon after I saw Tum come back with a relieved face and hand Nubsib a
bottle of water.

I put the phone down and nodded at my friend and his artist sitting across from me.

- Okay, now you can talk about that supposed emergency of yours.

- Dog...

-
…

- Gene, it looks like you have three rooms here.

- Hmm.

Ever since we switched lines that day, Tum and I have been chatting about what's happened
between us, including the current housing situation on both sides. I know she still lives at
home, but from time to time in the staff quarters next to the modeling agency. And you know
that I bought the apartment to live alone, but the reason I chose the one with so many
rooms is for my family to come here for a little stay for a few days in the future.

- Now you also live alone, so I want Nubsib…

- ¡No!

- Shit! I'm not done yet.

- After what you've said, you think I can't guess, you son of a bitch! -
I looked my old friend in the face with an irritated look. Of course, no

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he'd had a chance to look at Nubsib when he'd just given that quick rebuff.

I was thinking that the reason why Nubsib came with such a big suitcase
was probably because after speaking from me, the two of them would be
going on a business trip to the outer provinces or something. So it makes
sense to come with a suitcase by the way, maybe they are the more
cautious type of people who don't want to leave their bags in the car. But
as soon as I heard the brat talk about having three rooms in my house…

As? I should have known better than to be soft and let them ride.

- Hey Gene, consider that I beg you, now that we are in a housing situation,
it's okay if you let him stay with you for a month, a month will be enough.

- No.

- So, three weeks.

- No.

- Two weeks.

- You bastard, not even a week!

- Can't you see I'm begging you? I am begging you. If I weren't desperate,
I wouldn't have thought to bother you. Sib's house is far away and since
she has to go to school and work, at first I was going to let her stay in the
staff quarters of our modeling agency, but God knows my sister had the
idea of signing two or three more people and let the new ones stay there. -
Tum said with an anxious look.

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I struggled to avoid Tum's gaze as I felt him prepare to stare at me with his
-
…

pitiful eyes in an attempt to get past my defenses.

- Those guys are also looking for a house to live in, but Sib... hmmm!
Then again, it's Sib the brat's fault. I don't know how I talk to my sister in the first
place and things ended up like this, leaving me with no place to live. Tum raised
his hand and smacked his forehead after finishing, rambling quietly into what
seemed like a different drama. - Now it's spoiled, we have to film a drama after
this.

- Then let him go home and stay there. You said it was just for a
we

- The month I just said was just an approximation, I was thinking of trying to help
you find a new room within a month if I could fix something about a room.

- Then you can stay in a hotel, it's not like your family is a poor peasant, help the
company's artists for a little bit of coins, right?

Besides... Based on my earlier observation of Nubsib in that outfit, her family

probably isn't much poorer. When I said earlier that his family is in the suburbs,
that would be one of the two main scenarios. The first is that the family has just
enough to eat and use what is left over to buy an apartment in the center, and
the second is that the extended family needs a large piece of land to build a
farm-style house. Personally, I prefer the latter scenario.

- You're crazy? Tom stared. - Sib is a celebrity, wouldn't he get in a lot of trouble
for staying in a hotel?

-
…

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- The fans harass us, even their privacy, so in hotels there is no privacy.

- Then you should find a hotel where only foreigners stay, it's not difficult at all.

- Gene, have you forgotten that there is a profession in this world called
paparazzi? If Sib is exposed to frequenting hotels, there will be a lot of trouble.
Even if you say that you are temporarily staying in a hotel during the interview,
who is going to believe it in these times!

- Why do you have so many reasons, why doesn't he sleep at your house then. -
sigh.

- At first I was going to fix it like this, but my house is also on the outskirts, even
further than Sib's, and it's definitely more complicated for him to go to school
and work.

-
…

I almost had to grab her head and slam her hard against the corner of the coffee
table after hearing her round after round of retorts, but in the end I didn't say
anything.

My brain raced, hoping to rush in and help him come up with the best plan.
While thinking about it, I suddenly couldn't help but look towards Nubsib who
had been sitting quietly next to me, and then I saw that the other person was
also looking at me.

The look on number 18's face... Polite and apologetic.

No, no, don't look at me like that. That look in his eyes instantly made me feel
like one of those nasty old men. He, the prince, had lost a momentary battle for
the throne and was in exile, and I was not willing to lend a hand after learning of
his situation, seeing my own prince living on the street.

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It's my business if I refuse, my apartment, my room, it's not my fault.

But who would have thought that I would suddenly feel like a big, bad, unforgivable
person?

- So…

-
…

- You understand that I am not close to Nubsib. - I said carefully because I also
understood that the comment would embarrass the listener. - Although you said
that it was only for a short period of time, my work must be done at home and we
all need some privacy as people, not only me, but also Nubsib.

- Sib is fine in that sense, right?

-
…

I turned to look at Sib and saw him nod.

Shit! I feel so fucked up!

- I ask again seriously, is there really no other place to live?

- I'll answer you seriously too... I've been driving for the past two days and calling
people non-stop until my phone exploded. Yup, these apartments or dormitories
are close to your school, there's basically nothing available to vacate since it's
not graduation season lately. I also know that we both just got together and it's
not good to come running into such a big mess for you all of a sudden.

But now I don't know who else to turn to yet, so you're our last hope, so have
mercy.

-
…

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- Gene, I beg you, Sib will not stay in your apartment for nothing, let her pay for the water and
electricity, and…

-
…

- And... And then there's... uh...

- I can help you with your apartment.

My gaze, which had been fixed on Tum, automatically went to the other man of its own accord.

- Fix up the apartment?

- Well, if you don't have time to clean, I can help you. - This time my eyebrows rose a little.

- Well, this boy is a good housekeeper, and he makes sure that it is immaculate afterwards,
whether it is a crack in the room or a stain on the bed, he will leave it clean. - Tum appeared
with this sentence as if he was doing a parody of one of those commercials for detergents, the
expression on his face ten times more exaggerated than that of the protagonist of the
commercial.

- Is that so?

I averted my eyes and asked no more questions. I could tell at first glance that this guy was
lying, so my brain worked like a sewing machine needle running at high speed. I couldn't
decide what to do for a moment; sympathy is sympathy, but this was inconvenient for me.

A my...

- It's only for a month Gene. - Tum seemed to see my hesitant mental activity and hastened to
blurt out. - And then Sib also said that you can make him work and ask him to do whatever
you want, I'm really sorry!

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-
…

- Feel free to say how much you want to charge for utilities, too.

- Hmph! You really are onto something.

I couldn't help but lash out at Tum and give him a disgusted look. Tum was also playing.

I kept looking at Tum and his artist for several minutes, during which not a word was
said. I finally let out a long breath and then leaned back on the sofa in the position that
was most comfortable for me, letting my muscles relax as if I had made up my mind.

- So that you…

- Okay, okay, you have to stop giving me lessons, a month is a month.

- Geneeee! - Tum said with a touched look as he prolonged my name while the corners
of Nubsib's mouth turned up a little more than before. Out of the corner of my eye I
realized he wanted to thank me or talk to me, but it turns out he wasn't in front of me.

- But the tasks and all that do not have to be done, and the bills for water and electricity.
- I made a gesture with my hand. I'm not like an old man who is hard on children, and
besides... Nubsib looks like a spoiled prince, so how can he take care of cleaning and
sanitizing?

- You are a damn good man Gene, much better than those people I call and beg!

-
…

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- Really super friendly! A good heart and a noble character.

- It's enough. I'm going to vomit.

Tum was still there with a relieved smile, a look of relaxation and relief that made
me want to kick his pants when I saw him. He reached up a hand and pushed up
his glasses, then moved his body.

- I may come over to talk to Sib about work sometime, but I'll try not to bother.

- Hmm.

- And... it also happens that Sib is going to play the main character in this novel
of yours, so if you are not satisfied with her speculations or have any changes,
you can feel free to give her instructions.

Tum then talked a bit about Nubsib's work and the do's and don'ts of staying with
me, after which he spoke to his artist. I watched them for a while before deciding
to get up and go to the cupboard next to the TV cabinet and rummage through a
large set of keys; they were the keys to the various rooms, which I had left in this
closet handy when I moved in and had not touched since.

I have three rooms here, the big one where I stay and the other one is a little
smaller but it is finely decorated with all the furniture, except the bathroom that is
outside. As for if you want to soak in the tub, you'll have to use my bathroom. I
usually leave my room unlocked for my own stay, but since someone was moving
out, I took the keys to my room and that room.

I held the keys tight in my hands, and as I walked back to the couch, I saw Tum
standing up.

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- Gene, I have something to do later, it's about my sister and Sib's side moving. - said Tom.

As for me, I'm a little down, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Bringing contestant number 18

into my house as soon as he "casts" me, I haven't even had time to get used to the idea of being

alone in a room with his artist, huh?

- I'll stop by later, don't hesitate to send me a message if you need anything, no, calling is fine too.

- Hmm.

- Anyway... - Tum's gaze went over my shoulder to look behind me first, he looked at Nubsib before

returning to focus his gaze on me, raising his hand to caress my shoulder. - Please take care of

Nubsib.

-
…

- Really thank you very much!

- Yes. - I let out a long breath.

- I'm leaving then, bye.

He was about to close the door behind him, but I hastened to lock it and he looked at me confused.

- What's happening!

- How are you going to open the door when you go downstairs? You don't have an access card.

- Oh! Well more or less. He made a strange sound, then chuckled dryly and leaned back and let me

out the door.

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As I turned to look into the room, I saw Nubsib preparing to take a step
towards us, so I couldn't resist telling him.

- Wait for me in the room, I'll send it downstairs, the bathroom is inside the
kitchen, if you want to go.

- OK.

Before closing the door, I rippled like a dead fish looking at Nubsib's face.
A princely glow came over his face, despite the bland, watery smile. I
silently advanced on myself as I walked away, like a man who had looked
beyond the world and had no regrets about the decisions he had made.

Well take care of it...

Ten minutes later, I turned the doorknob and went back inside. But when
I took off my shoes, put them away in the shoe closet, and stretched
again, I suddenly had a slight start. It was then that I noticed a tall man
already standing in the doorway, and I wondered when he had stood
there.

- Uh... Nubsib.

- Have you sent P'Tum yet?

- Yes, it's done.

After answering like that, Nubsib's slight smile rose to another level of
smile. My heart can't stop racing after seeing him, and I have to avoid his
eyes.

Those actors have such powerful smiles.

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I froze in place, feeling like suddenly the house no longer belonged to

me. It wasn't until the sanity department of my brain yelled at me to
psych myself out of the situation that I pulled away while telling her.

- Your room is here, take your bags and follow me.

The room he was going to let Nubsib stay in didn't usually open for
anyone else to see, and family had only come to stay once or twice, and
it had been quite a while since anyone had stayed there, and the bed
within was still covered with a dust cover. As soon as I opened the door,
my face contorted into a mass of features, so I turned my head to look
at the Nubsib who was dragging his bags with him.

- I live alone so I don't use this room much, so it will be a bit dusty, then
I will bring the cleaning utensils to help the cleaning.

- I'll get it on my own.

- I can help you, what happens is that today I'm free, so why don't you
remove the covers from this furniture first, be careful not to inhale the
dust.

I uttered the last words, warning him with concern. At first I was afraid
that Nubsib wouldn't be able to do it, so I was thinking whether to do it
for him or not. But after thinking about it, I ended up taking off all the
dust covers.

I went out and brought all the cleaning utensils that I could use or not
use. I usually don't clean basically when the room is messy and dirty,
until it's so messy I can't find anything and then she called the apartment
cleaning woman to come help. So after putting the tools in the middle of
the bedroom, I froze in silence for a while.

- Then I'll vacuum for you, and you take care of the rest.

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If you can't do it, call the cleaning lady to come

so.

- Hmm.

I picked up the vacuum, flipped the switch and started vacuuming, saw that the power was
quite full and vacuumed confidently.

The room was a bit dusty and I moved the vacuum across the floor before realizing that I had
sucked up a big, thick layer of dust. When the cleaning lady came to do the cleaning, I didn't
ask her to clean this room that I don't usually use. But luckily the small sofa and bed were
covered with dust covers, so not much dust stuck to them.

- Sr. Gene.

-
...

- Gene Krub.

-
…

- Gene.

- Caramba! - I startled, removing my right hand from that warm

grip.

I was holding on when all of a sudden this 18 year old guy, who I didn't know what it was,
walked up to me without saying a word and put his hand on the back of my hand when I was
off guard.

The noise from the vacuum turned off when I pushed the off button. I hastened to turn my head
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- That? What's happening?

- Intimidated? I called you several times, Mr. Gene, but you didn't hear me.

My emotions calmed down a bit when the other person explained that I looked at the
vacuum in my hand and realized that it was supposed to be so loud when the machine
was running that I didn't hear it at first.

- Oh! I'm sorry, what's up? Or is it that you don't know how to do it? It's okay if you can't
do it.

- No, I was going to tell you... - those eloquent eyes moved towards the vacuum cleaner
in his hand. - If you're not vacuuming the floor, you don't have to lift the whole machine
to vacuum, and there's a smaller head, and those are removable and replaceable.

-
…

Saying this, Nubsib crouched down and pressed one of the buttons and attached a
small suction head to it.

- If you want to vacuum the dust on the bed or table, use this nozzle a little better.

The man in front of me said with an elegant tone of voice. He took the large machine in
my hand and handed me one the size of an iron.

With all this manipulation, I feel like I'm not a kid anymore.

- Oh! Oh yeah! I'm confused too, thanks! Get to it or you won't get it.

It may seem like an excuse, but I'm actually not a tech idiot. I haven't used this imported
Japan vacuum cleaner much either, but I know that it has a part that can be disassembled
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When I think I've got all the dust out, I turn off the vacuum, peek into the
room, and he turns his head to take another look at the room, only to find
that I've already cleaned it. Seeing this, I couldn't help but turn around and
go to Nubsib.

- You can do it?

- ¿Hmm?

- Are you sure you can do it? You have to practice more even if you live
alone.

As soon as he heard those words, Nubsib froze and ended up letting out a
laugh deep in his throat.

- Well, it's a little annoying, but it's okay.

- If you are very tired, rest and collect your things to store them later. There
is not much in the room, you can use everything, but going to the bathroom
will be a bit tricky since you will have to leave the room. As for the kitchen
utensils you can use them if you want, I don't mind. My room is on the left
hand side, so if you need anything you can go knock on the door and ask
me.

Still smiling weakly, Nubsib nodded in response to my lengthy warning.

Fine, do what you want.

I nodded along with him and left the room to give him more privacy. But just
as I was about to close the door on him, more priorities occurred to me, so I
cocked my head to explain a few things back to him.

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- Oh yeah... my sleep schedule is not the same as everyone else's, so if I'm still out there in the

middle of the night, I hope you'll bear with me and I'll try to walk on my toes. But if I accidentally

make too much noise, you can come out and warn me, no need to be ashamed.

- It's okay, Mr. Gene, you can do whatever you want.

-
…

- It's fair that I'm the one who bothers you by moving in with you.

- Oh, well then, here you go, here is the room key.

Nubsib smiled at me once more and reached for the keys, her fingertips touching my palm, sending

a faint current through me.

- Thank you.

That's pretty polite...

I smiled and left the door open for him on the way out, then headed to the fridge and grabbed a

random drink for my room. I showered in hot water, letting the sweat from the dust that had stuck to
my body from earlier vacuuming run off with the water, before finally contemplating whether I should

catch up on sleep in the middle of the day or whether it would be better to continue working on my

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 4.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I did was take out the phone I was holding
to see what time it was.

It's only 9 in the morning, huh?

The only thing I remember is that I ran to bed at about 4 in the morning and fell asleep
in a daze with my phone. Last night I sat in front of my laptop screen and consumed
myself with coding, and got up at 1am to run to cook some noodles and watch a funny
variety show for a while. But as soon as I finished eating, I went back to my seat and
wrestled with the first draft of my new novel until I finished that chapter before slamming
my brain and wringing that very exhausted back.

Only 5 hours of sleep, not even close to my usual quota of those 8 hours of sleep. So I
bet I'll be sleepy at noon in a while. At the moment, I couldn't force myself to continue
sleeping late, so I stretched and hurriedly got up to wash my face, finally grabbing my
glasses and putting them on.

But just as I opened the door and stepped out of the bedroom, I was so startled by the
sight before me that I almost screamed.

- ¡Ah... Nub... Nubsib!

I hastened to lock my chest in terror when I saw the tall man come out of the kitchen just
in time.

- Mr. Gene? - The other person's two thick eyebrows rose a little, and then his mouth
slightly sank into a small smile. - Waking up, huh? I didn't think you were up so early. I
see that the bowl you had your instant noodles in last night is still in the sink.

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Oops, I forgot about that. I asked Nubsib to stay here temporarily.

for a month.

- Uh... I'm always this confused when I wake up, so what are you...

My eyes swept over the other man's body, scrutinizing him. Today he was wearing
a white shirt and black suit pants, with the shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
Although her hair was a bit messy, it didn't lose that air of naturalness.

- Ready to go to the school?

- Later, Mr. Gene woke up just in time, I just went out to get breakfast, do you
want some? I'll heat it up for you.

- Breakfast?

- Well, eggs and ham.

- Oh! GOOD.

After seeing me nod in astonishment, contestant number 18 entered the kitchen.

So I took a step to follow as well. I saw that on the dining room table, in the center
of the kitchen, there were two or three plates arranged, with a small plate cover
covering the tops of the plates.

Nubsib reached over to yank open the hood and put the food in the microwave to
warm it up. I watched his movements as I sat in my own chair and waited, not
saying a word in the meantime. I thought that Nubsib should please me, if not
please and flatter me, then reward me for letting him stay here temporarily. So it
wouldn't be wrong to let him serve himself.

- GOOD.

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Just as I was looking over that broad shoulder of his and rambling too much, Nubsib
suddenly turned to me and handed me a cup of plain white milk. The sudden
gesture made it almost take her to turn her face away.

- I saw this in the fridge and thought it must be what you usually drink.

- Oh! I'll have a drink when I can't sleep, thank you.

- Would you like some of that toast?

- Okay, I want strawberry jam... I want more strawberry jam, it's better if it spreads
like a mountain.

I answered the other person's question without thinking, but soon my hand that was
holding the milk stopped in midair. I hastily turned my head to check the other
person's reaction, since I had just said those words like a child without paying
attention.

Nubsib stopped on her feet on the other side of the table and looked at me with a
radiant aura of laughter, a glow that kept me from opening my eyes. But what
scared me the most to open my eyes was the fact that I was actually saying
something like that in front of a college student younger than me who was
embarrassed... If Nubsib wasn't an actor in my play, but a normal friend and ordinary
that I knew in my daily life, I would not have taken it too seriously. But how is
someone I know from work, I wanted to show him my more serious side.

- Yeah, then make a mountain of it.

-
…

Brat!

A few minutes later, the man in front of me served me an appetizing breakfast,

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mediating a word I moved my body and lowered my head and ate it with
pleasure. In the middle of my breakfast, my eyes projected through the lenses
of my glasses, seeing Nubsib taking the toast out of the toaster and sitting
down opposite me. Then it began to swim in the sweet red strawberry jam on
the toast.

- Um... so, how are you going to get to class? Does someone come looking for you?

The other man put the coated toast on a small plate and brought it to me. I
reached out to pick up the toast while seizing the moment to strike up a
conversation with him so as not to make the scene too awkward.

- I'll go alone, maybe by taxi, or maybe by bus.

- The bus? I raised my voice an octave as a sign of surprise. - Can you ride?
Won't it be a hassle to take the bus? Won't it be bad in case
that you meet a fan?

- He'll be fine with a mask on.

- You're sure?

Upon hearing this repeated questioning, Nubsib only blushed.

- I'm not really sure, actually.

- I told you, you are so handsome and tall that wearing a mask makes it even
better.

-
…

- What are you laughing at?

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Because the person in front of me suddenly became silent, and when I looked up again to see
what was wrong, I noticed that number 18 was sitting smiling while staring at me with those big
eyes, which... er ...it gave me a strange feeling.

- Nothing, just that I felt a little out of place to see that you praised me
so much.

- Oh… - this time this young man made me shy, I hardly knew how to answer him. - I'm just
being honest, besides... you don't have to be so surprised, you're so handsome, I guess I'm not
the first person to congratulate you like that.

- I don't care about others, but I prefer you to congratulate me, Mr. Gene.

-
…

We are again with the complicity.

I rolled my eyes and opted not to respond to that, instead lowering my head and continuing to
finish the toast in my hand. The sweetness of the jam instantly relaxed my brain and I leaned
back comfortably in my chair after gulping down the glass of milk in one gulp. I knew in my
heart that I had just eaten a very tasty breakfast. Number 18 was still sitting where he was
looking at me with a smile on his face, but I didn't bother paying attention to him.

Normally I have to wait at least two hours after waking up to eat, but today I woke up and
stuffed my belly to the brim, solid, hot and instantly happy like I'd won the grand prize.

- What time do you plan to leave?

- Well... I think around 10:15.

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- Sr. Gene.

-
…

- Gene, you're going too far!

- ¡Ups!

Once again, I sighed, I don't know how many times this Nubsib guy has scared me since I
woke up today.

Just when I was beside myself thinking about something related to my own novel, number 18
brought his face close to my eyes again. But this time, as soon as I finished my exclamation,
I was quick to reach out my palm and nudge the other guy's shoulder, telling him to hurry up
and get out of my personal distance.

- Why do you like to talk so close to people's faces? I'm going to die of fear, you know?

- I called you several times, but you walked away.

- Then you can touch me on the shoulder.

As soon as he saw me on the verge of fury, he immediately put on a guilty, resigned look.

- I'm sorry.

Highly strung…

- What is the problem?

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Are you showing that you don't want to respect me as a senior? Believe it or not, I will
stab you until you doubt your life and deduct the ten points you have accumulated for
fawning earlier.

I rolled my eyes, my feet kept moving but my mouth didn't want to say any words. All I
could hear in my ears was Nubsib's footsteps following me, but Nubsib's footsteps were
elongated and careless.

- I'll change the name when we know each other better.

- Whatever.

- I also like it when Mr. Gene gets a little angry.

-
…

Who's angry? Nowhere. I don't know who it is! I've get out of words.

I was super tempted to go back and argue with him, but then I thought how childish it
would look if I did. In the end, I thought he'd better not like me, so I just turned my head
to look behind me before letting out a frustrated sigh. Only then did I take out my key
card and open the door to enter.

I'm not sure what Nubsib's face was like at that moment, and I'm not willing to admit it,
when I clearly heard the other man's laughter dissipate in a soft breeze.

Do you want to know me better?

Nubsib is one of those tall, well-bred, imposing men, often with a smile on his face, like
a cultured prince. But I don't know if this guy is magical or not, but every time I try to act
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worthy of his respect in front of him, he has the ability to break me

instantly. And it's only the second day he's settled here.

Tum, what kind of imp has this guy pulled me in!

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 5.

Judging from last night's battle over the first draft of the new novel, I'm not
overestimating my capabilities. It was already past noon when I woke up again,
yawning as I left my room without seeing anyone. Nubsib should have gone to
the makeup photo set, the one Tum told me about yesterday over the line.

I went to the kitchen to make myself a sweet cup of coffee to drink, and just at
that moment my mobile phone, which I carry with me like the thirty-third organ
in my body, rang without rhythm, and I looked at the screen, and it turned out
to be Tum sending me a photo

Tum: (send photo)

Tum: (send photo)

Tum: your protagonist, is he handsome?

When I clicked to view it, I saw two photos of Nubsib that he had sent me. In
the photos, Nubsib was standing with a staff member who was supposed to be
a stylist, and there was something gangly and extroverted about his plainclothes
appearance. The other photo is of Nubsib in her school uniform, but in a
different way than she usually wears her school uniform, as her hair is fresher
than usual and her pants have been changed from her old-fashioned western
pants to jeans. .

Gene: Pretty good, your artists don't let me down after all.

Tum: You're awake, huh? From what Nubsib says, you're supposed to sleep
until the end of the world.

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- Hmm.

I picked up the phone, went over and lay down on the sofa. The internet signal was a bit poor
at the moment, so I had to keep moving the phone around to get a clearer picture. Tum was
smiling and turning the phone's camera to show me his surroundings.

[I am showing you the suit, it is Nubsib's suit, the clothes of the hero of your novel, how is it,
do you like it?]

- Do you think I'm the type of person who follows fashion?

[Haha, then you can trust our professionalism, Gene you don't have to worry. Even if your
clothes don't look good, once you give them to our Nubsib, you won't have to worry from now
on].

- What are you saying! - I hedgehog, taking another sip of my coffee.

[Isn't that the truth? Did you see the picture I send you. How wonderful! I wonder how many
more ignorant girls will be delighted by then.]

- What is there to brag about!

[Oh, it's our family artist, of course we have to get it out in the sun.]

-
…

People like you are the most annoying.

[By the way, the first day of shooting...]

[¡P'Tum!]

[Hey? What is it?]

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I heard a familiar, frightened voice calling for Tum, so his big face turned the
other way. He felt a little awkward turning around because he put the phone
down without looking, and now all he could see was his double chin, it must
have been more than double, it must have been four or five layers.

[Talking to whom?]

[Gene.]

[Is Gene awake?]

It was only when Tum came to the other side that I finally realized that the
voice had turned out to belong to Nubsib. But the voice at that end was still a
bit disconnected and not very clear. I was about to tell the other person that
they could hang up, but it seemed to me that the other party was not focusing
on my part and was turning the camera so much that I felt like the sky was
spinning as I watched.

[Well, he replied to my message, so I made him a video call].

[A video?]

[God, I'll talk to him myself. Just hurry up and finish your suit fitting...]

I didn't bother listening to his bullshit anymore, so I put my phone on the table
stand and got up and ran to the fridge to search for something to eat. I saw a
bag of toast that was about to expire, so I rushed out a whole bag. I didn't toast
it or spread it with jam, so I ate it because I was too lazy. I then went back to
the couch and sat my butt down again, and when I picked up my phone once
more to look at it, I was a bit surprised. Because I saw that the person on the
screen was no longer Tum, but the stretched, smiling face of his artist.

- Uh… - my mouth was still full of toast.

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You have to rehearse... how do these actors usually rehearse? Do they talk to themselves in front
of the mirror?

- And the last time you said you had some questions for me about the script?

I suddenly remembered what happened last time, when Oei came out halfway to greet
my protagonist before she could hear Nubsib's question. I didn't want to disturb them,
so I took the opportunity to leave.

- Oh! That... There's still something I don't fully understand.

- Then don't hesitate to ask. - I hastened to say. - You're welcome, the team has asked
me to help more.

- In that case...

-
…

- Later, Mr. Gene, will you be my rehearsal partner to help me in the scenes?

- Huh? - my hand that poured the ingredients into the pot froze in midair. -
Test partner? Buddy?

- Hmm.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute, that's not good, is it? I don't know how to act and I can't
remember lines and all that.

- You just have to read the lines of the character I'm facing, I'm just looking for someone
to do my lines with.

- Do I just have to read it aloud so you understand it well? I feel a little… - a little
embarrassed. I looked crestfallen.

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It's not only awkward, it's super awkward... Readers who like to read novels
should know very well that the dialogue of the characters in the book is just like
the sentences of everyday life, so that the language style can make that the
reader feels more immersed. Especially in my case, this romance novel has
brought the language to life to the fullest. Although I haven't read much of the
full version of the script of the play, Hin and the editor and all those people have
told me that the writers didn't change or touch up the dialogue of those characters
in my novel much, it's so original it's ridiculous.

Making me read aloud the meaty dialogue I've scratched my head to write... no
matter how overwhelming the embarrassment!

- Yes, you can, you just have to read it word for word and that's enough, the rest
of the interpretation will be done by me.

-
…

Nubsib, with his serious look and expectant smile, truly left me speechless.

- It's possible?

- Uh...hmm.

I got so caught up in the look of number 18's charismatic eyes that I finally
couldn't contain myself and my head nodded several times in a row without
discussion and I really said yes! By the time I reacted again, I had to helplessly
sigh and then twist my face to the side to avoid the other player's handsome face
and the look he was giving me to express my gratitude.

That's awesome, stinky Tum...you're so good at making me do things...now

you're getting rich.

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Soon after, Nubsib and I were full, so I took the bill and went to pay. I stood next to the
register and delicately took out my credit card, posing like I was the big boss. When I
saw that Nubsib was about to take out the wallet, I waved my hand to say "sprinkle".

Leaving the restaurant I asked the Tum artist in passing if there was anything I wanted
to buy, however the guy was nice and sensible enough to politely decline my generosity.
So the two of us went straight back to the apartment to shower, which means here we
shower separately, of course, geez, why do I emphasize it, quicker than expected. It had
taken a little over an hour since we left the apartment.

I got out of the shower 20 minutes later, dried my hair a bit, and opened the pay video
app on my tablet to watch a movie. I waited for my hair to dry before I changed into my
pajamas and leapt into the air onto my soft bed, and then I heard the babbling of the
mattress springs.

I stretched my limbs vigorously and noticed that my muscles were a bit sore…presumably
from sitting in front of the computer for so long in the past few days. But I just got out of
the shower and my eyes are still pretty fresh, so I guess I'll have to play with my phone
some more before I get sleepy.

Knock Knock!

I was finishing scanning my fingerprints picking up my phone when there was a knock
on my bedroom door.

- Sr. Gene…

The gravelly voice of the artist from Tum's agency came softly into my room, so I turned
on my side and propped my whole body on my elbows, then stuck my silly head out to
look over the door. There was a shadow that stuck motionless to the light that entered
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the door, and I knew that at that moment the other man was motionless in front of the door of my
room.

- Are you asleep?

- Not yet, not yet. - I shouted in response. - What's happening?

- Mr. Gene, have you forgotten what you promised me?

- ¿And?

Hearing my momentary lack of response, Nubsib hastened to say carefully with a voice that made
it sound mixed with disappointment.

- Mr. Gene, you promised me that you would help me with the essays... Am I interrupting you?

-
…
- my jaw instantly dropped to the point of almost dislocating.

- If you're sleepy, Mr. Gene, you can talk to me directly.

- I... - for a moment I didn't find the right words to answer the other man, finally my mind
remembered the other man's face of reluctance, so I hurriedly grabbed my glasses and jumped
out of bed and ran to the door of my room and I unlocked it and opened it quickly. - Fine, where
is he? Forward.

Nubsib froze a little at first seeing me in such a fit of fire, but only after her eyes met mine with
her touch did she break into that attractive smile again.

- I'm not bothering you, am I?

- No, it does not bother me.

- And you're done showering, Mr. Gene.

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Those sharp eyes fixed on the pajamas I was wearing, and then his gaze covered
my entire face. Before I had a chance to react, he had crouched down and brought
that tall nose of his close to my cheek, finally reaching the tip of my ear hair. I
faintly felt the other man inhale gently and then I felt a warm breath exhale from
his nose and I couldn't help but sweat.

- The shampoo smells good...

-
…

My eyes went wide and my eyes bulged, causing me to step back a heavenly
distance. If there had been anything behind me in the way, I bet I would have
knocked something over like a bubbly idolatrous goofball by now, and then fell
solid on my own.
But when I took three steps back, I saw the other man's bushy eyebrows move up.

- Why that look?

- Uh, nothing. Oh yeah where? What do you want to ask? How do you want me to
help you as an essay partner? Hurry up or I won't know when I'll get sleepy later.

- Oh! Fine, then I'll bug you.

I went to the sofa in the living room and sat down while Nubsib, who had also
finished taking a shower, went back to her room and took out the scripts. It turns
out that he had two sets of scripts in hand, so he handed me one of them before
taking a seat next to me. As soon as he sat down, I could smell a clean, fresh
shampoo scent. This children's shampoo also smells good…

- Let's start with what you don't understand, which is what you wanted to ask
before, where is it?

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Nubsib, not knowing how many times I had interrupted him, withdrew his
hand and lowered it to grasp my wrist, which was now resting on his chest.

- What do you want?

The rehearsal was proceeding in an orderly fashion, but Nubsib suddenly

leaned her body towards mine, and I had to put a hand on my chest to
avoid contact with her body, still looking at the script in my other hand.
Soon my face began to tighten like a spring that has reached its limit of
elasticity.

- Rehearsal, yes.

- But here is a kissing scene.

- Just… - Nubsib said with a puzzled look on her face, feeling that she was
wondering why she said it. - Well.

- A kiss scene! Are you going to play as above?

- ¿No?

Of course not! He had black eyes.

- How can you make out with a guy!

- If I'm going to do this series, of course I'm going to kiss a boy.

- But I'm not an actor, don't do it, just jump here, acting like that is a bit
beyond my limits I think.

As soon as she heard me say that, Nubsib froze for a moment, those
imperious eyes fixed on me. But not the rude kind of look, but like he was
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By now I had already frowned and was about to question him sharply, but to my surprise he
was ahead of the question.

- Hasn't Mr. Gene been kissed before?

- Huh? - Blink. - What is the relationship with that?

- Mr. Gene seems to be particularly concerned with things like kissing…

-
…

Not wanting to kiss him doesn't mean you haven't kissed before, and besides... of course I
should care about those things, who made you a man.

But I can guess that the other one didn't really care about the kiss, his focus and interest was
on rehearsing the script, number 18 was trying to play it a bit more realistic, but... I can't really
do the kiss thing.

- That's not the point.

-
…
- Nubsib saw me blush, and at first he seemed a little skeptical, but soon he made an
understanding face. He then physically moved away a bit for fear that I would be embarrassed,
but in the process I could faintly see a small smile on his lips. - If you feel shy or worried about
things like kissing, Mr. Gene, then you don't have to kiss.

-
…

- And I don't want to put you in a bad mood, Mr. Gene.

-
…
- my eyebrows twitched, and I don't know why, but I felt even worse when he said that.

My eyes locked directly on Nubsib, who by now had the corners of her mouth looking as if she
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right and left, and he looked at me as if he were comforting me. And while looking at
the other guy like that, I couldn't help but feel slighted for a brat.

Nubsib isn't big on things like kissing, he's so willing to rehearse with me like this to be
able to get into the character's head than me... the original writer, who verbally said he
was coming to help rehearse, and yet, I'm grinding away at the kiss scene here,
incredibly looking forward.

Shit! You don't even look like an old person!

It's just a kiss...

- Alright!

- That?

- I said it's okay, I'll kiss you. It's just a kiss! It is not a big thing.

Nubsib raised an eyebrow for a moment before their eyebrows collided.

- Is this really okay? Like I said, I don't want to put you in a sticky situation right and left.

- Very good! I told you it's fine.

There was still a flicker of doubt in Nubsib's eyes, so I had to take the lead and lean in,
gently waving the script in my hand to signal my opponent to get into shape quickly.

- Do you want a kiss? If you want it, hurry up and ask for it.

- In that case...

-
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The other man's large, warm hand touched my cheek and cheekbone as the other man gently
removed my glasses.

- The script says you're going to be shocked at this point, but now Mr.

Gene can also close his eyes.

-
…

I felt the other man's body heat burn to a boil. At first I intended to keep my eyes open, trying to

match exactly what was written on the script, but when the handsome face slowly descended on
mine, my heart was beating so fast I couldn't bear to look at the man in front of me. I don't know

when I closed my eyes, even when Nubsib read his one line, I didn't really hear it.

In that next second, my mouth felt the other's lips pressing

gently…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 6.

I held my breath.

Nubsib's lips were warm, hot and soft the first time I touched them, and even
though I was prepared for it, I jumped and my muscles immediately tensed,
wanting to reach out and push them away, but not wanting to break my promise.

Nubsib's lips stopped like that, as if deliberately waiting for me to stop being
afraid, and then they began to move slowly, a thick palm moving from my cheek
to the back of my head, slowly moving upward, until finally reaching my hair,
gently holding my head to adjust my posture for a new contact, more intimate
than the previous one. I felt a strong suction on my lower lip, so much so that
the hairs of sweat stood up in a strange tingle.

Kiss…

It had been a long time since she had kissed, so long that she had forgotten what she
knew, and more and more she was on the receiving end of the kiss.

In fiction, it is often said that the mind goes blank, but at that moment I felt that
my entire scalp was hot, even the tongue that licked my lower lip was hot and
wet, and then it suddenly entered.

I was so shocked that I didn't have time to close my mouth, so I had to choose
to clench my teeth to death.

Wait, I think this...

My chest leaned forward and brushed against Nubsib's thick pectoral muscles,
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I tried to push it away with my hands, but I couldn't. I tried to push it away,
but to no avail.

- Um… mmm…

My ears caught the loud gasp coming from my own throat as he shamelessly
split my teeth with his tongue, moved his lips, sometimes touching, sometimes
sucking, sometimes biting, I felt like I was about to lose my breath, when he
turned his face to the other side seemed to take a breath, so he couldn't wait
to open his mouth wide to breathe in the fresh oxygen. But that's what
brought the wolf into the house, because as soon as my teeth relaxed, the
hot tongue entered.

He touched my stiff, frightened tongue, and then, as if deliberately chasing

and teasing me, he nibbled softly with his front teeth before our lips met
again, his tongue encircling mine, this time the sound of kissing and saliva
echoing. audibly, saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth, only to be
licked by Nubsib's tongue.

I don't know how many minutes passed until the warm lips left, and I couldn't
tell whose saliva it was when I saw it mixed.

- Si...

I gasped, feeling an inexplicable wave of bewilderment and intoxication,

unfocusing my eyes to meet those sharp eyes, his eyes seemed to have little
storms beating in them.

I don't know if it was just my eyes, but I saw a small smile tug at the corner
of Nubsib's mouth, a very different smile than a gentleman's she used to
have whenever she saw him.

His handsome face came close to my ear and he muttered something before
I had a chance to wake me up.

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-
...

That…

I was so nervous that my mind went blank and I had to silently stare at the person in front of me.
Nubsib laughed softly and said.

- Mr. Gene, keep reading.

-
…

- Gene…

- Huh?

- It's your turn.

At that moment, I felt like my head was about to explode, all the blood suddenly pooled in my
face, and my cheeks burned so badly that I looked down and flipped through the script in my
hands in a panic, searching for it.

- Ah… Umm Phi what are you doing… - My voice… It didn't resemble at all the scripted look of
anger and surprise.

- A little lesson in how stubborn this mouth can be.

-
…

It was as if my mind had long since drifted into the distance, completely absent from the script
rehearsal before me. I pursed my lips and finally decided to jump so violently from the sofa I was
sitting on that Nubsib could only look at me with a confused expression.

- ¿Sr. Gene?

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- I'm sleepy! - I said nonchalantly, but when I answered I lowered my voice

and said. - That is all for now.

- Hey! Yes - said Nubsib with a small smile once he understood. -

Thank you very much for coming to help me rehearse.

- Well…

- You want a glass of hot milk before bed, I'll warm it up for you.

- No, I'm going to bed, good night.

- Good night.

I did not turn my head to look at the taller man, and after saying that, I
immediately put the script on the table, then rushed in and closed and
locked the door, whereupon I immediately collapsed on the bed and covered
my head with a great pillow.

ooh! Why is my face still hot...

But… I hid my face for a moment, it was as if my broken-wire brain suddenly

started working again, something cleared, and my hand immediately
grabbed the big pillow and threw it away before quickly jumping to the big
desk by the window. and immediately press the power button to turn on the
Apple laptop.

Being kissed… Being kissed and teased like a child on the other side turned
out to be such a feeling that I had to go through all the first drafts I had
already written.

After that day I didn't turn on the computer or first draft again, the break was
a real break for me, watching funny shows, going through unfinished British
dramas, staying in bed all day and all night, only going out a bit when I
would go out to cook instant noodles or hot box lunches.

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I didn't see Nubsib again because I had turned into a complete geek, I only
vaguely heard his footsteps going in and out of the bathroom as well as gently
passing by sometimes, and the other guy was a good guy and didn't bother me
with anything anymore, so I It was fine, if he had found me for sure he would have
had flashbacks of that day again.

Obsession, lust.

As that tall body backed away, this is what I saw in his eyes.

Nubsib makes my sweat break, he's so good, his character's emotions and facial
expressions and eyes are so full and on point, to my knowledge Nubsib has never
taken any drama, my novel is his first, I bet because when it is published nationally
it will be a great success.

DING DONG

The doorbell made my hands stop as I put on my clothes, my thoughts paused

for a moment to turn my head and look at the clock hanging near my computer
desk, now it was almost one in the afternoon. Instead of rushing out the door, I
dressed and combed my hair, grabbed my bag and a few personal items, and
headed out.

- P'Gene, what are you doing?

- Get dressed.

As soon as I opened the door I saw the familiar figure of Hin standing in front of
the door, the hand that was going to continue ringing the doorbell stopped in
midair, although it was still hard to see me he was relieved.

- Eh, I thought you had run out to sleep again.

- Of course I'll be there if I said I would.

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- I don't know, what happens if you fool me, I stand in front of the set and cry profusely.

- I'm really going to go back later, are we leaving or not?

When I said that, Hin immediately nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice
enthusiastically.

Hin has come to pick me up today, which must have something to do with the opening
of my novel, and it is the first day of shooting, and he is more excited than I am writing,
and he has been sending me Lines since he found out what day it was opening, and
when I didn't return her messages, she called again last night to ask, nagging me about
whether she'd be there, and all kinds of coaxing until I had to set my alarm.

They've actually been shooting since morning, but Hin isn't having much luck because
he just happened to have to go out to talk to his editor about something today and he
only had an hour or two, so we just decided to go on set for a bit, then he'd leave me.
and I would go back to work.

The main scenes of my novel are still far from the university, and it seems that the team
rented a building in one of the universities on the outskirts of the city as a location for
the shooting, so it is very far from my apartment, so far that I fell asleep on the way and
only opened my eyes when I heard Hin call to tell me she was there, to see the hot
afternoon sun making everything look hot and baked.

- What time was it filmed?

- The schedule is at 6:00, but I'm afraid I'll work late if I have to shoot a lot.

- I'll stay for an hour and that's enough, I'm going to continue working on the first draft
today.

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- What's the matter? Other writers can't wait to see your work, and you keep
thinking about coming back. - he muttered a little with this last sentence, after
which he pushed the glass door and gave me way to enter.

As soon as my feet entered the cafeteria, the cool, icy air greeted me. The set for
the TV series was similar to the one I had seen before for the movie, full of all
kinds of utensils I didn't recognize, and the first thing that caught my eye was the
set that was placed in the center of the cafeteria, where all the light and cameras
were concentrated.

- Oh! It's being filmed, that's not it! Phi, look at P'Nubsib! Hin reached out and
shook my arm one by one, and I rolled my eyes and told him.

- Oh, mira.

- How handsome! I will go! The prince! So great, take a picture to show everyone
just in case, phone, phone.

- Watch out for the reprimand later.

- Showing it in person doesn't work, posting it on social media, ooh, awesome.

- No, idiot.

Instead of focusing on the people cheering beside me, I looked ahead to where
Nubsib was on the set, tall and dressed in his school uniform and jeans and super
cute accessories, a change from his usual look, but anything looks good on
beautiful people, going from being a prince to being the hero of the play, and the
screen in front of the director even revealed his witty face, and I had to hastily
avert my eyes.

The image of the kiss from that day suddenly came to my mind…

No, Gene, detente!

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I took a deep breath trying not to let my mind wander, I chose to look around to distract
myself, the set was not just Nubsib now, there were other teenage actors in the cast, three
or four were Kint's friends and I didn't see Nong Oei.

- Art, you didn't even come to school yesterday when all you did was pick up girls, do you
know what you missed?

- Yes, Kint and little Nong

- Little Nong was kissed and kissed until he almost ran away crying.

- What are you talking about? - shouted number 18.

- Oh! Super handsome. Hin spluttered from beside me, in another flamboyant way, and I
turned my head to find him throwing his hands up to cover his chest as if he'd been
punched hard, his cheeks flushed. I asked with a puzzled face.

- Are you, Hin?

"No," she said, still crossing her fingers over her chest like a teenager. -
But if it's with Nubsib, that would be fine with me.

-
…

- Hello, Mr. Gene.

As I looked at the person next to me, a sweet and clear female voice came from behind, I
remembered her as the assistant director, and she took a step closer, raising a hand with
brightly painted nails to lightly stroke her hair as a gesture. greeting, before quickly
approaching.

- Hour.

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- You're here today too. - He smiled pleasantly. - How is that? How about?

- It was good, and everyone put on a good show.

- The others, you may have just met, but don't worry, these guys are professionals, many
of them have already participated in youth school movies, and even the rookies, like Nong
Oei, have a great performance.

- Hmm… - I smiled and nodded.

- The atmosphere was great… The first meeting scene where they are together face to
face was just amazing, oh, the height difference is so cute, it's a pity that…

-
…

- Nubsib borrowed a position during the kiss, it would have been better to see the real kiss
on screen.

My mouth, which had originally smiled, closed immediately and I turned my face to look
at the person who had spoken, who was left sighing with a face full of regret in capital
letters to match his tone of voice, and I blinked, knowing without looking in the mirror that
I had an especially large question mark on my face.

- Sorry?

What's happening? Haven't you rehearsed with me before? Why do you have to borrow a
position when acting?

I subconsciously turned to the screen to see the interpretation of

Kint by Nubsib, the features, gestures, expressions and eyes

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they were perfect… But asking to use a borrowed position while shooting scenes that
would make girls scream?

Does it mean that Nong Oie has bad breath?

Uh, no, I don't think so, Nong also seemed clean and you could tell he was a guy who
took care of himself.

- Didn't the director say anything? - I couldn't help but ask.

- Oooh, what can you say? - She laughed. - Mai, she has pampered Nubsib over and
over again, she wants Nubsib to take care of her next drama, now she gives her Nong
what she says she wants.

I had to laugh awkwardly at his response.

- Now I just hope that the next scene is even more explosive than it is, at first it didn't
seem like anything special to me but the more I see the two together I think that's how it
should be, success is guaranteed when it airs.

The other person kept chatting about a lot of things, most of which couldn't stop raving
about how well Nubsib and Oei matched. It wasn't until an employee came up and called
out to her that she waved her hand and walked away to go back to her work. At that
moment, I found the director asking for a card and the rest of the staff crowded around
to fix the actors' makeup and so on, and I moved away from the venue so as not to
inconvenience anyone.

And Hin... He was by my side a while ago, now I don't know where he has gone.

I stood like an idiot for several minutes, finally thinking I'd better find a seat, and my eyes
happened to collide with the tall, gaudy male lead of the play who was walking in, but
who looked like he had already removed his makeup. .

- Sr. Gene.

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- I felt my whole body suddenly stiffen, but the next thing I knew I was still trying
-
…

to hold my mouth from putting on a natural smile - What's wrong…

- I didn't think you'd be here today. - Nubsib smiled slightly.

- The editorial wanted to come check it out.

The person listening seemed understanding, and then said.

- All this time you've only been in your room, and I haven't seen you in many days.

- Just… That's what I usually do when I'm free, lie down and watch movies.

The listener's thick eyebrows rose slightly upwards, then his face stretched, looking
like he was relieved.

- I see. I thought you were bored living with me.

I was immediately flabbergasted to hear him say that.

Bored?

- Crazy! - I immediately retracted my high decibel. - Why should I get bored, it's
not that you're bothering me with anything.

-
…

- You do everything so delicately that I don't hear a thing, and you have washed
the dirty dishes that I saved for myself.

Seeing that Nubsib was still indifferent, I became long and a little anxious, for as
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I was bored with him because of the fact that I had locked myself in my room and
refused to go out to see him, I felt that I had done wrong.

- Don't worry if I get bored or something like that, I promised Tum that I'll take care of
you, and I will… Wait. - my eyebrows furrow slightly. - Why that smile?

I had just enough reassurance for him when the tall man in front of him cocked his
tongue.

Nothing, I was just thinking...

- ¿Dime?

- That's very kind of you, Mr. Gene. - Nubsib's sharp eyes scanned my face before
going to my neck, followed by my lips, my nose and finally we were again at eye level. -
Be careful with yourself if you are so nice.

Nubsib's last comment chilled me for a moment, but then I laughed out loud and said.

- I'm not going to be affectionate with anyone, the only reason I'm helping you is because
you're Tum's man, that's all.

Despite initial resistance to having my ungrateful friend dump the new guy at his
company on me, even though he was overly fawning at times, he had no ill intentions
and was a simple guy who could do anything and seemed fairly obedient.

- Well. - Nubsib laughed softly. - Thank you.

- Hmm.

I felt that the discomfort that I felt then after the kiss disappeared and I began to breathe
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- So you don't have to keep going to the shooting?

- I'm done for today.

- Huh? - I raised my eyebrows surprised. - I thought you were going to be filming all day,
where is Tum?

- He came back early.

- Oh.

- P'Tum had something to do and returned to the office at eleven.

-
…

What could I have done? Leaving his family alone on the set, Nubsib is not an unknown star.
What if he goes home alone and does something by himself and then someone digs it up?

- So how are you going to get back?

- Uh… - His eyes lowered slightly and then he said in an embarrassed tone. -
So can I come back to you, Mr. Gene?

- Huh? I have not driven here...

As he was about to say that he would talk to the juniors later to see if he could take him, a
crazy-looking Hin suddenly appeared and said.

- Yes, you can come back with me later, have you eaten?

- Not yet, just some sandwiches at ten.

After hearing those words, my brows furrowed again.

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- Why don't you eat, Tum or the team don't give boxed lunches or something? Shooting
also requires physical strength. I couldn't help but say, feeling like the thought of having
to take better care of ourselves suddenly popped into my head, before raising my hand
and making a quick wave. -
Then hurry up and go change, I'll go say hi to the principal later, and then go find Hin, see
you outside.

Nubsib nodded that she understood, and after that we parted ways while I went to greet
the director as I had said before.

Director Mai was sitting with a serious look, watching the tapes of today's shooting, talking
to the other team members for a few moments, and then looking at them, but once he
saw me, his serious expression stretched and he broke into a big smile, He raised his
hand and patted me on the shoulder like he always did, and then he couldn't wait to pull
me hard to watch today's shooting scenes.

The director insisted on proudly displaying his work, talking non-stop, but before he could
go on any longer I suddenly stopped and happened to see Hin walk by, as I had expected,
so I hurriedly waved goodbye to everyone saying I was sorry and then I quickly grabbed
his arm.

- Hin! Where have you been, do you always like to leave me alone? - I was filled with
disgust after catching him, but he in turn seemed puzzled, the phone in his hand still had
the camera on.

- Oh, to take pictures, huh, stay away Phi.

- You can come back now.

- Wait, wait, wait, where's the rush, I thought we were supposed to be an hour?

- No, I'm afraid the child is going to die of a perforated stomach.

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- Huh? What a boy…- He screams. - Nubsib!

-
…

This is the child...

As he pushed open the cafeteria door and stepped outside, Hin, who was reluctantly
pulling me along, suddenly changed posture before I could finish his sentence, and
when he saw the tall, shapely Nubsib standing not far away, his eyes widened. they
immediately lit up and he went from being pulled by me to running away.

- P'Nubsib, is there no more filming?

Nubsib returned it with a courteous smile, showing no surprise at Hin's sudden approach.

- Hmm.

- Very handsome today, no, just handsome, oh! By the way, I didn't have time the last
time we met, is it okay if I ask you for an autograph today?

- OK.

- There is no paper. Just sign on my chest.

- Hin! I yelled at him, reaching for his neck and yanking him away before he could
unbutton his collar.

The owner of the name turned his head with a look of displeasure, as if someone had
offended him, looked at me like a child, pushed my hand away and bothered Nubsib
again, and I couldn't help but want to sigh deeply when I saw him.

- Get in the car if you want to talk, it takes almost an hour to get to the city, so you can
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- What to talk about in the car, if you have to come back… Wait. His brain finally worked
correctly and he turned his head to look at me with wide eyes. - P'Nubsib wants to
come?

- Hmmm.

As soon as my words fell, Hin the brat hurriedly took out the car keys and gestured to
the parking lot to Nubsib, who was still standing calmly like a prince, while I...followed
behind me. as if he were an insignificant person.

I saw Hin open the door and invite Nubsib in with one hand, as if she were his servant.
Feeling annoyed, I entered the gate there as well, opting to sit in the back, squeezing
Nubsib, which left Hin alone in the front as the driver.

As soon as the car started, the driver immediately began asking Nubsib questions about
this and that.

- Eh, so that means you were contacted for a scene as soon as you got back, right?
And how did he get to know P'Gene so well, does that mean they've been in touch ever
since the producer asked P'Gene to help shape the character?

- There's no more…

- Nubsib's agent is an old friend of mine. - I decided to intervene after listening to them
talk for a while. Hin's eyes widened.

- Your old friend, Phi?

- Well, and now Sib is living in my apartment.

- And living in your apartment, Phi!

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Seeing my partner's dismayed and envious face in the rearview mirror, I couldn't
suppress a smile of inner joy and told him.

- You're deaf?

- Don't interrupt me for a moment, answer me first, P'Sib is staying with you, why didn't
you tell me? Now you have also gathered to go home together, is that true? - it seemed
that it was breaking the sand.

I think I'm starting to think about Hin and the possibility of him really changing his
sexuality, since he's obsessed with Nubsib, he's so crazy about him for a reason and it
bothers me a bit, since he came
Nubsib has been all about Nubsib to the point of forgetting about me.

- My friend asked me to take care of him.

- Can you still take care of people like you, phi?

- Why can't I take care of it?

- Even yourself...

- What the hell, what's wrong with you, speak well. - I said looking at him.

- No no no. - he immediately stammered, and then seemed to ask for mercy. -

Well, and the swollen face again?

- Tonto…

I muttered a curse, then pursed my lips angrily, dropped my knee on the back of the
seat, pouting at the person in front of me holding the wheel. It was then that my ears
heard a giggle coming from Hin's favorite tall guy, making me angrier and angrier.

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I sighed deeply to let them know that I was angry and decided to ignore them both, I took
out my phone, unlocked it with the fingerprint and started playing with it as I was used to, as
always I checked the line messages and work emails first before opening the social
applications one by one to navigate, starting with Facebook and then Twitter.

I went in and looked at the #Rough Old IIT Attack Twitter thread.

Even though the novel is long overdue, the book has been on the shelves for a while, and
the TV series has another name, the topic keeps getting updated, and despite being quiet
for a while before the official announcement of a series of television, it was activated again
when the cast list was announced, like today...

Levels prescribed by @Pink_0215 4 hours ago.

Just got to school in the morning to find out they weren't allowed to go to building 4, only to
find out that the #Rough Old IIT Attack crew was here to film the #BadEngineers series.

(Photo)
3 replies 665 retweets 102 likes.

ÿÿÿ
Victory. Good Guy. ÿ(* ) ÿ @siritall 2 hours ago.

Look, look, oooh, so handsome, Nubsib is so handsome, and this guy, read his IG, looks
like he's still friends with Nubsib, he plays Numcha, super handsome, looks small, very
#Rough Old IIT Attack #badengineer series .

(Taking pictures)

16 replies 702 retweets 431 likes.

I clicked on the photos to see that my fictional Twitter thread was full of photos of Nubsib,
plus some photos from the set.

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It's a photo of the two of them walking into the cafeteria together, with the staff member
wearing the work tag walking alongside, probably confirming something before starting
the first take.

The photos were good to help me promote the novel, because it seems that the fans of
the novel were happy with the casting, Nubsib's popularity was something I had heard
about before, and later with Oei, his photos started to be shared and republished widely,
and some netizens would dig up some photos from their IG and feature them and such.

I kept checking, then refresh, refresh and was notified of new posts, reposted a few
posts I was happy with, either way the cast did a great job promoting the series, even
though it had only just started to film…

Shit!

- Ahem! - sighed.

- Sr. Gene.

Case vomited.

- Are you not feeling well?

- No nothing happens.

It was just a cough, but a thick hand reached out to pat my back and chest, and the tall
man sitting next to me talking to Hin leaned toward me, his concerned face right in front
of me. My brows knit into a frown as I pull my other hand away.

- Back off. What's the matter?

- Alright?

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- I just choked, okay.

After getting a little better, I swallowed painfully and gestured for the boy next to me to
leave. So, I turned the phone over and looked at the new screen as if my eyes were going
to lock on it.

There's a reason I'm drowning… Who posted the photo of me and Nubsib standing and
talking at the top of Twitter! And call me driver?

Watch them until they die! @wantwantmoment 15 minutes ago.

Nubsib is hopeless. either( ÿÿÿ )either. Somebody picked him up and took him home, uh

#Rough Old IIT Attack

(Photo) (Photo) (Photo) (Photo)

Once the madness hit it was four photos, and from the angle of the shot it must have been
taken with our backs to the crew at the front of the cafeteria as Nubsib and I weren't
standing and talking very far from the door. at the time, and pressed the shutter while
someone came and went.

In the photo Nubsib is on his side, you can see his tall and slim model body, and the other
guy is smiling slightly, as I usually like to see him, only… From the way Nubsib is looking
at me in the photo, he looks like It doesn't match the smile she has in person. But forget it,
because I don't really care about the other one, I'm just a little worried that I became the
gift in the photo.

Luckily it's not a high resolution photo of me from the front, the person who took the photo
was hell-bent on taking Nubsib away, but I still don't want to have a photo of me posted on
the internet… Although as a driver.

-
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But who knew, the other man was already looking at me and raised an eyebrow suspiciously after

closing his eyes.

- What are you looking at?

- Look at Mr. Gene, who is looking at me.

- I didn't know you were looking at me until I looked, what are you looking at?

At my taunt, Nubsib flinched for a moment, then chuckled.

- Because I want to see it.

-
…

- Just looking… Mr. Gene shouldn't care, right? I noticed a strange glint in Nubsib's sharp eyes, but

it was gone for just a fraction of a second, so long I thought it was just bulging eyes.

- It doesn't matter!

I only replied up to here, after which I turned to look out the window and did not intervene again to

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 7.

When a novel is written or some stories are composed, the information that is
disseminated must be correct, that is, it must be capable of increasing the reader's
knowledge, but it must also be factual or have several beginning and end causes.
Although it is a novel that takes the internal emotional route, it has to be logical and it
has to be correct, although…

This kind of scene.

What is this kind of scene? It is the indescribable content of the characters when they
do it with each other. The other week I had a discussion with the producing director and
he suggested that I make this novel a little more explosive, which I agreed to, but I
didn't give it much importance, I just focused on writing the best possible content for
now. But time flew by like water, and without realizing it, I came to this scene.

As I said before, I'm not gay, if I want to write about sex, I have to look up a lot of
information every time, and sometimes I borrow from other people's novels, but the
most difficult thing is how the protagonists feel when they have sex.

- Coming to the climax.

My mouth read the words before me.

Starting at 3am, I came out of my bedroom to heat up dinner, sat on the couch with my
tablet and notepad, knowing that Nubsib was probably asleep, so I just turned on a little
orange light, and I lay there motionless for the next three hours, waiting to react again
to lift my head and look out the window and see that it was starting to get light... 3 to 6
in the morning, and not much decent writing.

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- Guys can have orgasms too. If pressed in the right place, I can tell that this
sensation must feel a hundred times better than normal sex, oh really…

A hundred times?... Bragging right?

Here I go, really the internet is like a double edged sword, it is easy to find
information, but it is not known if it is true or not, I was going back and forth from
this site in and out of this site, and finally I couldn't take it anymore, so I I changed
from sitting cross-legged to lying on the sofa, because I felt a little tired from sitting
so long, and I was starting to get a little sleepy, but since I had work to do, I could
only think about the G-spot and reach orgasm.

No, I can't even concentrate… There is no concentration.

My eyes closed for a moment, my consciousness began to blur a bit and the phone
fell out of my hand, this lasted I don't know how long but the next thing I felt was
that I was dreaming… It was a torturous dream that made people uncomfortable .

I dreamed that I was immobilized under a mountain of paper recording information

from the first draft and could not move, and as soon as I miserably crawled out of
it, some mysterious invisible force forced me to grab all kinds of BL books, both
Thai and foreign. , and opening them looking for sex scenes until my hands
cramped.

As I crushed those books against my head, my cheeks suddenly felt a tinge of heat.

- Gene…

Whose soft voice whispered my name in my ear…

It was as if the tired body had been watered by the dry trees.

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- You'll catch a cold if you sleep like this for a while.

I don't know why, but just hearing the sound calmed me down, and the heaviness
that was making me unable to breathe with the mountain of papers weighing me
down began to fade.

I couldn't help but smile a little as they gently stroked my forehead and head, so
comfortable that I couldn't help but make a sound from my throat and touch myself
gently, as if expecting that warm touch to continue all the time.

- Uh...

The heat rose up to my neck, after which it suddenly disappeared, so that I frowned,
and the cold air blowing from the air conditioner made me feel uncomfortable once
more, but I only felt half asleep because I was very sleepy.

My eyelids flickered slowly and I caught a glimpse of a man's face right in front of
me, so blurry I couldn't make out what his eyes, mouth, and nose looked like,
probably because I had only slept for an hour or two and my eyes were blurry, but I
watched the face slowly come closer until I could start to feel its warm breath.

It was the same warmth that had suddenly disappeared before, so I didn't run away
as something soft landed on my face, then down my cheek, then down to my chin…

¡Line! ¡Line! ¡Line!

-...! - I woke up suddenly.

The alert tone of a new message received by the green application (Line) on my
phone plus a vibration tone made me wake up, my eyebrows frowned and I had to
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attention was the high balcony of my family's living room, after that I looked to the
side, my phone was on the coffee table next to the sofa, the vibration sound was
even louder on the glass.

Who is it? I was sleeping comfortably.

I reached for it, and as I was about to get up from the sofa, the silky soft duvet I
was covered with slipped and fell to the floor, causing me to freeze for a moment,
then blink and look at him with a confused look.

Wait, whose is it?

I tossed it back on the couch, rubbing it curiously, and finally did the graceful
maneuver of looking down to sniff it, catching the familiar, fresh scent, like every
time I was near Nubsib.

Is he from Nubsib?... But there's nothing strange, now we're the two of us alone
in this house, and if I wasn't sleepwalking and I grabbed him to cover myself, it
must have been him, he must have covered me before going to class. I don't
know if it was because he was sleeping like a dead pig, or because he did it all with such
Delicacy, I didn't notice it at all, I just never slept so well.

¡Line! ¡Line!

The phone vibrated again in protest at me, and this time I stopped thinking about
other things, picked it up and unlocked it.

Tum: Gene.

Tum: I told Jim and Tor that I saw you the day before yesterday.

Tum: So they also wanted to see you and asked me to invite you to a
Cup.

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Tom: (expression)

Tum: But we're all busy at work and afraid of inconsistencies in our availability, so tell
me what day you're free, man.

So it's Nubsib's agent, I can't help but want to lash out at my phone for waking me up
with this not-so-urgent crap and blame myself for forgetting to put the phone on silent
before I went to sleep, but instead my fingers they write in response.

Gene: In the near future, I'm free this Saturday and next Monday.

My message was read as soon as I sent it, so I stayed on the chat screen and waited
for him to reply and finish talking so I could go do other personal things, but once again
I was overwhelmed when he started a video call.

- Why do you like to call so much, I just woke up.

Tum se rio.

[Because I'm lazy to write, what's so shy about your face when you just got up, I'm not
a date]

- Your mother is shy, I haven't brushed my teeth yet and I don't want to talk.

[Okay, just small talk, say yes you are free on Saturday and Monday, so I can tell you
and then make an appointment].

- Hmm.

[When she will come too, you know, when she…]

- Huh?

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[She and Tor started dating, got engaged a few months ago, and are choosing an
auspicious day to get married.]

- Oh really? They were arguing and fighting all day before, and this is all together,
huh? - I frowned immediately.

[I've never heard of that. It's not just this pair, I haven't told you yet, Jim is already
dating someone too, so it looks like we're the only single dogs left] - said Tum, taking
a sip from the Starbucks cup in his hand - [You are also 26 years old, nobody will like
you if you are late.]

- Then you should introduce me to someone, I don't ask for much.

[Oh, I can't even take care of myself, all I do is work, work and work, yesterday I lent
my car to my colleagues at the company, I had to go on a motorcycle in the sun in
broad daylight, I feel like I'm having a stroke heat.] -
He rubbed the corners of his eyes, then brought his face closer to the camera. -
[You only know how to stay at home to take care of getting sick, write novels all day,
beware of herniated discs in old age, find time to get a medical checkup].

- Why do you say that to scare me? - my face changed by his long speech.

[It didn't scare you or anything, it's called a good reminder. Uh, did Sib go to school?]

- It is gone.

[Well, he won't be shooting this afternoon, but he will be rolling tomorrow morning, so
help him remember if you see him staying up late tonight.]

- Well. - I accepted without problems, probably because I thought that Nubsib was a
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school, so I wanted to help Tum take care of him. - Do you have your son's class
schedule?

[Bb class schedule?]

- Okay, yes.

[Yes, what do you need this for?]

- I'll pick him up in the afternoon and then we'll have dinner together

[Wow] - At first he seemed surprised, then he narrowed his eyebrows. - [My friend is
now a good senior for him too, huh? My son is very lucky, I was not wrong to put
Nubsib in your place.]

- I didn't answer, except to show a puzzled look.

-
…

Nothing to object to as he had previously agreed with Nubsib that he would pick him
up and drop him off if he was free as the other person did not have a car.
But I've never done it like it's been said since, and today it turns out I wanted to eat
out so I thought I'd pick up Nubsib and go out for a quick bite together.

[I'll send it to you later.]

Tum and I talked for almost twenty minutes and at the end it looked like he had to
go to work so he had to put up the video, luckily he didn't forget to send me Nubsib's
class schedule and I forgot to ask him for the contact information for Nubsib so I
texted him afterwards to ask for Nubsib's phone number and line, which surprised
Tum even more since we live under the same roof but there is no contact information.

contact between us.

Once everything was done, I closed my phone screen on the other side of the sofa
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freshen me up Nubsib's class ends today at 4:30, so I have three hours to write the first
draft.

Such is my life… How is that clear soup boring and not surprisingly dateless.

I was in a better mood because I had slept well and for a rare occasion, so I went into
the kitchen while cleaning my wet hair, but was surprised to see the fly cover placed in
the center of the table.

- Fried rice? Or fried rice with eggs.

As soon as I opened it, I saw a plate full of rice placed there… Don't even waste time
guessing, it must be Nubsib.

There was no note, but the sale was so good that you could imagine the other person
had bought it and put it here, and I looked on in dismay, the more I felt compelled to pick
it up and take it to dinner today.

I put it in the microwave and sat in the kitchen eating it, and when I finished eating and
sat digesting it for a while, I went and took my Apple laptop out here on the couch and
opened the shelves all over the place. BL fiction and anime, some from the director
system and a lot that I had bought myself, and of course I chose to take the translated
version of the Chinese and Japanese novels which had especially strong content.

I sat on the sofa, and as I saw that Nubsib's quilt was already there, I took it and covered
myself, opened the Word text and scrolled to the last page that was stuck from the day
before.

Take a deep breath in through your nose and keep your eyes on the screen as you
you concentrate...

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After a few hours passed, I shut down the laptop, and when it shut down
completely, I got up from the couch, stretched out my arms to massage my sore
lower back, and couldn't help but let out a little moan. Then I washed my face to
clear it up a bit, after which I grabbed a fine knit T-shirt suitable for the heat and
put it on, grabbed my wallet, phone and car keys and headed out.

I greeted the apartment doorman with my usual smile before opening the door
and climbing into the driver's seat, still not in reverse, just fastening my seatbelt
before pulling out my phone to look up Nubsib's mobile number. just saved.

According to the class schedule Tum gave me, Nubsib finished the class today
at 4:30, I finished the first draft a little after 4:00 because it was only one chapter
so I finished it a little faster than usual , then did this and that just in time for the
class to end.

I don't want to make a fool of myself, and if the other person doesn't have time
or already has a date with a friend first, then there's no need to waste time.

[Wei]

(T/ N: Wei means or rather it's how the Chinese answer the phone, my husband
always answers the phone like this XD So it can be translated in different ways,
like hey or ei or something like that, since they don't say hello like I imagine
Thais must also have their way of responding with a similar word in their
language.)

Holding the phone for a moment, then the soft, magnetic voice came on, and
although it was only a short word, you could hear it was him, but it sounded a
little new again, a little coldness mixed into his soft voice.

- It's me, Gene.

[… ]

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- Class is over?

[... ]

- Nubbsib? I yelled as the other side suddenly went silent, then looked at the phone
still on the line. - Can you hear me?

[Well, I hear you…]

- Why don't you say yes when I ask you, are you busy?

[No, just…I'm surprised to get a call from you, Mr. Gene]

- Are you surprised that I called? What is surprising?

[Because I didn't expect Mr. Gene to call me] I heard a light laugh from the other end
of the phone.

- Oh, I'm going to pick you up, so I called first, got your number from Tum, and then
we're going to eat something.

[Today?]

- Well, I just finished writing my novel, aren't you free?

[I'm free] Nubsib responded quickly as if to show me how impatient he was, and I
couldn't help but smirk to myself when I learned that my companion also wanted to
go with me.

In a way I understand that feeling in which the teacher or the group leader knows he
is flattered and still feels like it and continues to let the other person kiss his ass...
That feeling.

- Then I'll pick you up later, just wait in front of the school building where I left you last
time.

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[Mr. Gene doesn't have to drive. I'll wait in front of the school later.
It will be easier to turn around.]

- Do you want that, you have to walk to the front of the school, can you do it? - I
frowned.

I vaguely remember that the Nubsib school was not small, it was not the kind of
school where you could walk a few steps, even going from one building to another
was quite far, and I saw long lines of students waiting for the school bus to take
them. picked up at that time.

[Hasn't Mr. Gene arrived yet? I'm going for a walk. I may be just in time.]

- Well, then, I'll go right now and I'll call you when I get there.

Hearing his voice respond like a good boy, I hung up the phone and left it next to
the parking brake where I keep my cup before backing the car and leaving my
apartment.

Good thing I don't live too far from Nubsib school, so instead of driving and looking
at the scenery like I usually do, I drove a little faster than I did because I found out
that Tum's little friend had to walk to the entrance of the school. school by himself,
and although the other person said that the time might be tight, I thought that it
wouldn't work out as he said, and that it would be better to drive faster so that I
could pick him up from inside the school.

While waiting for the light at the intersection before turning into the school, I picked
up my phone and called him again, still stunned when I heard Nubsib say that he
was already standing in front of the school waiting.

Seriously… did this come on a cloud?

I flashed my turn signal and pulled up next to the tall, handsome man, and without
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another man placed his books and papers near the pedals before turning to me with a
slight smile.

- Uh...

Nubsib said nothing, but I felt as if the other person was greeting me, and I nodded softly
in silent response, and the image of the other person waving to me with folded hands just
as children greet parents who come to me came to mind. to pick them up at the school
gate in the afternoon.

No, no, you're not Big Boss Gene, don't forget… Ridiculous in the extreme.

- Mr. Gene arrived earlier than I thought.

- I'm afraid you're tired of walking, so I'm speeding up.

- Not next time, it's dangerous. His brows tightened slightly, but the subtle movement was
almost imperceptible.

- What the hell, it's not like I'm going to overtake anyone's car a minute to the left or a
minute to the right.

- Mmmm, and what would you like to eat Mr. Gene?

- Are you hungry?

- A little, if you want it now you can also have it, I'll do what you want.

- ¡Oh! …
- I answered in a low voice, during which I stepped on the accelerator and we
drove away from the bustling campus. - What do you want to eat? Rib stew?
Drive to Chinatown?

Nubsib laughed when she heard me say that…

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It's not an ah-ha-ha laugh, but just the right kind of laugh, and when you hear it you can't
help but think that this man exudes an invincible charm no matter what he does, and that
he's just the prince himself. But I wasn't going to be as obsessed as Hin, so I took the
opportunity to stop and turn my head to look at him and say.

- I don't know what's funny about it.

- No, Gene is so cute, so I got a little sidetracked.

- Ah!? …

Shit.

Originally, my foot was on the brake to slow down, and I was pushing too hard for a good
reason so that the car jumped, but the force was withdrawn in time. I collected my scared
face and concentrated on driving… So close, so close!

- It's dangerous, be careful.

And the nerve to act like you're giving me lessons!

- It's not you. What's the matter? If you want to flatter me, you don't have to do it like
that, your sweat stops.

- Flattery? I didn't turn my head to look at him, but I caught a vague glimpse of his face
changing out of the corner of the other man's eye, and the other man's thick brows
furrowed. - Who said it was flattering? I have never complimented Mr. Gene.

- Have you ever been flattered? So what do you call those things you've said that aren't
flattering?

When I asked him that, Nubsib froze a bit then laughed.

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- It's called a compliment.

-
…

That's enough… This boy has no talent for flattering people.

It didn't take me long to get to my destination, it wasn't very crowded yet

because it wasn't dark yet, and when I saw each restaurant start moving things
outside and getting ready, I drove past it and turned into the parking lot.
Although it was a bit early, the one I frequented had already set up the steel
tables outside as well, so I decided to sit and wait for the owner to prepare the
ingredients.

Nubsib was a good boy, simple and undemanding, I sat and waited and he
followed me as the owner and female employees of the shop came up yelling
begging for a photo, causing the owner to reprimand them to get back to work.

A couple of hours after dinner I dragged Nubsib down for a bean curd dessert
and bought two big bags of donuts and coconut egg batter so when I got home
I was so burnt I almost had to eat. to roll again

I sat on my ass on the sofa while Nubsib followed me, scanning the table with
sharp eyes, after only one day the place had become a mess.

- Mr. Gene has been sleeping here all day?

- Huh? Oh! Yes, I slept a lot today. - I answered with a lazy voice, keeping my
satisfaction in the depths of my heart, but when it occurred to me to point to
the soft and warm duvet that was still piled on the sofa. -
This… you brought it to cover me this morning, right?

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The taller man stood for a moment, looking at the object in his hand, then nodded.

- Thank you.

- Alright. I have been rewarded.

- Huh? - I looked at the person who spoke with a puzzled face, but I did not see
or hear more than a hint of a smile, as always, while the other person turned and
went to his bedroom.

Nubsib might have to shower or do something personal, because right after class
I take him to a crowded Chinatown, err! And… I had no intention of asking him
to return the quilt, so I pulled it over myself.

I sat lazily thinking for a while and finally decided to open the laptop again, even
though I had already finished my homework for the day and written the last
chapter before going to pick up Nubsib again, but probably because deep down
she was still a little worried about it, she wasn't too sure to think about it.

And this is my worst habit...

This sort of indescribable scene, the direction had to be more powerful, and I
was very familiar with a lot of the stuff on the internet, but when it came time to
really put pen to paper I didn't use a lot of the phrases I searched for. Choosing
to read a lot of foreign works gave me a better idea of what readers like…

Because I had to write in a popular genre first anyway.

When it comes to a novel or powerful romance, of course this country comes to

mind… Japan.

There's SM, Sexto, and so on, and GV, and even manga, etc., with all the
positions guys and girls can be in when they do it... So I chose

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to use the latter for the first blushing scene in this novel, and although it may seem
a bit over the top, sometimes we read fiction to respond to something that is
unattainable in real life.

- Why does the face look like that? Nubsib said.

I stared at the screen for almost twenty minutes before paying attention again
when I heard a familiar voice next to me and turned my head to see Nubsib's tall,
shapely frame dressed in short sleeves and long pants and skimpy pajamas.

- Huh? What's wrong with my face? - said.

- It's the face you have now.

-
…

When a thick hand gently pressed the tip of its thumb against my forehead, I froze
a little, and a warmth flowed into my heart so much that I forgot to pull away from it.

- Worried about the first draft?

- Just… Just a little.

Nubsib came over and sat next to me on the empty seat on the sofa, but since the
laptop was still on, as soon as he reached over to let me see everything he had
redone, he saw it. Before I could shut down the computer and run away, this guy
said.

- Sex scene?

The other person said it in a soft tone, like it was perfectly normal, but it made me
feel flushed, like the roots of my hair were on fire. I then used one hand to start
pushing the other away from me.

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- Ooh eh! This! That's rude, isn't it?

- I'm sorry…

Nubsib froze a bit, but the surprised face seemed to say that he wasn't used to it yet,
which made me feel more and more shy.

A straight man of steel writing a BL novel... I can't even get used to it!

even if I die!

- I didn't think the scene was good enough… So he stopped a bit.

- Isn't that good enough?"

- Well, before this, the management told me that they wanted something like… Something
different and distinct, so I tried to find information to write about it, but I don't know if that's
really possible, do you understand? I'm not in that category either, haha - I joined in with a
super awkward laugh when saying the last sentence, explaining while Nubsib put on a
face of listening carefully.

His appearance impressed me even more.

- So, do you need my help?

- Let them help you? Help how? Write for me?

The angular face shuddered gently and said.

- Mr. Gene, you say you don't know if it's really feasible, so why don't we try it?

- ¡Ah!?

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To do what! Love?

I changed my face quickly, more than a constantly changing billboard at an intersection

could. Eyes widened in surprise at the person speaking, but Nubsib, instead, remained
as princely as ever, unchanged in the least.

- Wait... Try to do, do what?

I heard the person look at my face and then laugh softly.

- What was Mr. Gene thinking, he meant to prove what is written in the novel, do you
agree? There would be no need to sit here and think about whether it really works or not.

-
…

- It's the best way to do it, isn't it?

- It's… maybe.

- Mr. Gene you have helped me with a scene before, let me help you too.

- Hmm… - I whispered in response, but I still didn't accept.

It's also true that I'm worried about the poses I've seen from yaoi comics that the pen
can draw, I'm not sure if it's really feasible, if you'll let me help by Nubsib, I might know if
it's feasible, but it's necessary to come to the cost of experience so much.

I thought about it so much that I remembered the last time I helped Nubsib with a scene,
even though I got kissed, it did help me a bit by allowing me to start rewriting the first
draft to make the content more realistic, and the scales in my mind tipped. I favor the "let
Nubsib help" side .

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"If you're happy with this scene, Mr. Gene, you can move on to the next one, and
the first draft will be done more quickly, right?"

-
… - I nodded.

- So... You don't have to be polite with me.

- Okay, that will do too. - I then said firmly, reaching out and patting the taller man
next to me on the shoulder and saying. - Please, then.

Nubsib said nothing, save for a small smile at the corner of her lips.
Before I could collect my thoughts or concentrate my strength after that, Nubsib,
who was sitting next to me, came over to me and instantly pinned me to the sofa.

- Shit! What are you doing…

- It is not like this?

When that soft voice sounded, my voice about to burst into a fit of cursing was
swallowed unexpectedly, my head spun like a top for a moment, and when I came
to my senses again I struggled to break free.

- Yeb! Let go, what are you playing at?

- Play? Play that, I'm helping you like I said I would. - asked
Nubsib a bit confused.

"Help me with the mother who…" I said with my eyes wide and fierce, the insult
coming out of my mouth without a moment's deliberation.

Initially I agreed to it because I considered that I, as the author, had the first draft
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the reins, while Nubsib just had to cooperate and if he didn't say anything he had to
keep quiet, no…

I tried my best to move my hips away from Nubsib's waist, but somehow the more I
struggled the closer I got, it felt unusually ironic, despite the fact that we were both
wearing pants, my skin felt glowing with heat, from this angle I could see the figure of
the man above me, his face and his eyes, and also I felt as if every part of my body was
exposed to the full view and there was nothing I could do, both my hands were crossed
with such force that one of them could not resist the palm of the other.

- Shy?

-
…

The handsome face was closer than before, a squeeze away so he couldn't breathe
hard, but the distance allowed me to see the side of his slender mouth curve into a
small smile and his eyes sparkle with a certain light.

This… kind of feeling is hard to explain.

- Mr. Gene is shy… Although you obviously wrote it yourself like that.

- ¡Muérete Sib!

What he said made me feel even hotter than before.

Eh yes! I wrote it myself, the hero puts the other's hand to his head, and then brings his
body closer, and now the situation is exactly like the novel I wrote.

Except I become the one being held down and teased into acceptance, and as I struggle
to get the other guy to let go, the guy with the

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crimson short sleeves today begins to move, and Nubsib places her other
palm over mine, so cold my sweaty hairs stand on end.

Shit… I don't want it!

- Let go! Move Bb! I got it now, no more questions!

- I haven't tried the leg lift scene from behind yet, shall I? His thick brow
wrinkled.

-
…

Looks like you've taken the opportunity to read all the sex scenes I've written,
bad boy!

- I told you that you don't have to be polite with me, I want to help you Mr.
Gene.

- You are not polite! But this is too weird, and I can kick if you don't
your.

The last sentence I scare him with isn't just words as the legs stretched around
Nubsib's waist automatically struggle, but I don't know if the springs of this
super unfortunate sofa are too strong or what's going on, but as that he

The struggle grows stronger makes my lower body hit Nubsib's lower body
even harder than the initial collision while moving in a horrible rhythmic fashion.

Because of the constant struggling, my ass rose higher and higher, now
propped up below the waist, as if teasing the flesh.

-
…

While I was burning, Nubsib who slashed near me seemed to fix himself so
that I had to fight him again.

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- Nubsib.

- Gene… don't move.

- Go away. - I said with wide eyes.

Nubsib looked at my face, but the arm that reached for my ear and the foot that mounted
on it was so tight that bruises and muscle showed, and my ears heard only a slight
gnashing of teeth.

- If you don't stay still… I don't know what would have happened.

- ¿¡...!?

The words made me very afraid to move again, and I moved like a statue like the other
said, and after almost a minute… I couldn't help but move and began to reprimand the
other person who was leaning up again, whereupon Nubsib slowly released the

doll.

He returned his body to a sitting position, and I hurriedly and unfortunately moved as far
away from him as possible, my body leaning back almost falling off the sofa.

The heart beats under the left breast...

As her feet settled firmly on the floor of the room, she reached up a hand to run through
her hair despite the mess and disappointment she felt, trying to control her breathing
and maintain her sanity, knowing her face must still be red despite it. not to look in the
mirror.

- Look, stop acting like that, okay? Even though I say help, I haven't...

-
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Seeing that the other man did not respond in any way, my ferocious voice with which I intended to warn

the boy began to drop in decibels, and one glance was enough to find Nubsib sitting with a certain

seriousness and tranquility.

What's happening? … Do you know what is wrong?

As I looked at him in confusion, Nubsib sighed softly, and that extremely handsome face, fit for an actor,

turned to look at me, his sharp eyes suddenly shining with a light that made me somewhat puzzled.

- Aren't you satisfied?

-
…

- I… I just really want to help you. - The other's soft tone made it impossible to put a ruthless face on him.

-
…

- Sorry if that bothers you.

-
…

What the hell, I'm speechless...

I opened and closed my mouth for a while as if I couldn't find the words, and finally decided to shake it,

telling myself that I was an adult long ago, that I had to practice open-mindedness, that it was better to

be more mature than that, and that he didn't know if Nubsib was too eager to help or too stupid to mess

things up.

- Okay… Forget it.

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Although it's okay to not know if all the poses written in the novel actually
work, you just have to try to think of it in a good way and hope it's as
strong as the direction wants it to be, and…

Perhaps now I begin to understand what it is for the little sufferer to be

nailed to bed or sofa.

- Then I…

- I'm going to shower and go to bed, good night. I intervened before

Nubsib could finish his sentence, not sure exactly what the other person
was trying to say, but reached out and slammed the laptop shut with a
crash, before placing a stack of papers on top and grab my own laptop
and stuff and walk straight to the bedroom.

As soon as I opened the door, I rushed inside, and then quickly closed
the door, leaving Nubsib alone on the couch with a stack of BL books
for company.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 8.

Ok, I won't deny that Nubsib helped me twice to write the first draft…

The first time, I helped the other person practice the matchup and rehearsed
the kiss scene with a boner, but instead it helped me better understand how
it felt to be kissed, so I rewrote the first draft, to the point that the producing
director praised me because the writing was more realistic, and the second
time around, Nubsib offered to help me out, which was a bit reckless and
made me a bit depressed, but I also learned about the character's heart
activities from being pinned down in bed , so I edited it… Once again, the
head producer praised me.

So… A big heartfelt thank you to Nubsib.

Of course, after reading the producing director's message, I was in a good

mood all day, sitting down to watch comedy shows and laughing out loud,
even at not usually funny shorts, until Tum sent me a message asking me for
a favor. , to which I quickly and willingly agreed, so much so that he was
surprised.

When the steering wheel turned towards the alley, against the black
background of the concrete monument written in gold "International Institute
of Business Administration", the mobile phone placed next to the parking
brake vibrated, reach out to press the answer button and speak , without
even looking at the screen, who was calling.

- I have arrived in front of the school building.

[I can not see your face.]

- Because I'm driving, why do you like video calls so much?

[Oh yeah? Sorry Sorry. I thought you were early.]

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- I'm not running, why, has Nubsib already left class?

[According to the class schedule, the class should have ended… ] - In addition to hearing
Tum's voice, there was a kind of sticky sound floating around, so loud that I was a little worried
that my phone's stereo would explode, but I also felt let it be known that the other person was
really busy. - [I called him but he didn't answer, I thought they had a date, so I'll hang up and
call him later to check.]

- Ok… Oooh, eh Tum, it's not necessary! - I immediately changed my mind when my eyes
caught sight of the well-known tall guy in a school uniform, who was striking in the crowd. -
You can hang up now, I've seen your son.

My hand hit the turn signal and then it came closer to the curb something , I heard Tum say

but I didn't have time to listen, I rolled down the window and yelled.

- Nubsib!

Apparently Nubsib had just finished his last class and the other boy left the building, probably
ready to go downstairs to wait for Tum because he told me personally that he had previously
arranged with his son to pick him up this afternoon and a few minutes ago, suddenly , it was
my turn, so the other boy didn't know it yet when he turned his head in the direction of the
screaming, he went from full of cold contempt for everything to surprise.

- ¿Gene…?

I nodded and took off my sunglasses and waved before making a sign.

- Class is over, right?

- What brings you here?

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- Tum asked me to pick you up for him, coincidentally he had something to do and he'll be on
the set later. Nubsib had a look of understanding on her face.
face.

- Turns out I'm free today. I'll take you to the set later and stay with you. I will be your guardian
today.

-
…

Nubsib smiles softly in response, grinning broadly and patting his chest, the way I do when I'm
happy.

- Ok, let's go when class ends, let's…

- ¡P’Gene!

I hadn't had time to finish my sentence and was signaling for Nubsib to hurry up to the car
because it was white and yellow when someone's cheerful voice intervened. The unfamiliar
sound made my brows frown naturally, but when I turned my head to look in the direction of
the running footsteps I couldn't help but feel surprised.

- Nong Oei.

He reached over and tapped Nubsib on the shoulder, not too hard and not too light, and
wrinkled his nose.

- You came down from the school building without waiting for me, where are you going in such
a hurry? - After that, she turned her head and smiled sweetly at me, quickly changing her
posture and raising her hands in greeting, so I hardly had time to respond. - Hello Geneeee,
what brings you to our school?

- Hello, I have come to pick up Nubsib for the set.

- Oh, Sib has a scheduled shift today, and so do I.

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- Oh yes, let's go together then, I'll leave you later. - Oei's brother's eyes widened.

- Alright?

- Why not, it's supposed to be the same path. - I said with a relaxed look. - If there's nothing
else to do at school, get in the car, it's time for security to come kick me out later if we stop
here for too long.

- Okay thanks.

When Oei heard me say that, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, his eyes filled with joy and
the world shone brightly, he raised his hands in continuous greeting to me, then walked up
to the car, and halfway poked his head out to make He motioned for his friends to join him,
looking like a child with every move.

- Sib, come on, P'Gene is waiting.

-
…
- But Nubsib just remained silent...

- What?

I glanced at the other man, whose handsome face showed no emotion until I frowned, at
which point he moved.

Instead of coming over to sit in the back, number 18 walked around the front of the car,
opened the passenger door and sat down, and Oei let out a short, surprised sigh of "Oh. "
All I could do in response to Nubsib's flattery and consideration was to shake my head gently
and say briefly as I reached to shift gears.

- Let's go.

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I left it on a vacant lot in front of the building, the team is supposed to be still
at the same university that rented the space earlier today, I had a chat with
Tum about Line before I went out to pick up Nubsib and he told me there
was a shoot tonight night because it happened to be a night scene on campus…
If memory serves me correctly, it would be that pep rally that ends at 9:10
p.m.

Since I already came to the set once with Hin, I haven't had time to get
closer until now, when my cheeks started to plump, and many times I went
ahead to let everyone know that the writer was a boy, but since during this
time I was busy with the first draft, so i became a geek who wouldn't come
out the door unless i had something to do or wanted to get some fresh air.

Even if it wasn't, luckily I had Tum, the actor's agent who is my friend, and
Nubsib, the lead actor of the drama who moved into my house temporarily
right next to me, which kept me up to date on the progress of the shooting. ,
exactly like going to the set every day.

- My sister is also waiting, she said she wanted to see it, at first it didn't
touch Twitter, only IG, but when more people touched I tried to read it and
saw that there was still a topic for me on Twitter.

- Well…

I nodded in response to Oei, who was chattering away. It's not that he didn't
seem polite or too talkative or anything, it's just that Oei was a very cheerful
type of person and couldn't stop talking about anything. I listen and answer
properly, sometimes I ask questions and stuff, but my friend Nubsib, who
was in the same group, was fine…
It's like grogginess in general.

He's quiet as a prince sitting high on his royal throne, unwilling to stoop to
involve himself with commoners, so much so that I want to pat his pretty
forehead a couple of times to help him out.

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chatting with his friends, and now this is strangely awkward, even more so than
when it's just me and Nubsib in the car.

- Tell me, you just left class, right? Are you hungry?

- Well… I'm hungry.

- What about Bb?

- I'm not hungry, what does Mr. Gene want to eat?

-
…

I swear that Nubsib is not a worm in my belly...

I was a bit overwhelmed when the man next to me turned his head with the
faintest hint of a smile and answered, but Oei replied that he was hungry, so I
turned into a gas station with a convenience store on the way, I parked the car
in front of her, turned around and gave the boys 1,000 baht from my wallet.

- Let's go eat something first, Tum said he didn't start until five, there's still
plenty of time.

- Oh, okay, I've got it all, that's enough trouble for P'Gene to hand it over. - Oei
said waving his hand.

- Take it.

Oei still said a lot of words to refuse, but when I took out the stance of never
admitting defeat and insisting on giving he then took it with a helpless face,
looked very embarrassed, kept raising his hands in greeting, so much so that
he I jokingly ordered her to hurry up and buy something before she opened the
car door. And as for the other...

- Are you sure you're not hungry?

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- Well, what about you Mr. Gene…? Are you sure you don't want to eat?

- A cup of coffee would be nice, something sweet. - I whispered while my mouth

moved slightly.

There was a soft chuckle from the other man's throat, as if he already knew.

- You want a donut, I'll go to the store there and I'll get you one.

- Eh, okay, the ones with sprinkled sugar, not the ones with kosher sauce, I...

- Not that way. I know.

I was a little chilled after hearing that, but I didn't give it much importance because I
was used to this kind of flattery. He took out another bill and like the golden boss I
said

- Nah, you can buy something you want too, all the money you want, it doesn't matter,
I'm very kind.

- I'm not going to say anything about kindness, but in the future, please, just be nice
to me. - that sharp look at my money.

- ¿¡And!? ….

- Ten minutes. - he said with a smile, before turning around and opening the door to
get out of the car.

Once the door closed softly, I was left alone in the car, the air conditioner blowing
softly at three speeds, mixed with the scent of the air freshener plugged in next to
me. I saw the tall stocky man through the window pane walking towards the famous
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not far away and I saw that it must be fine. While I was waiting, I picked up the phone and
called Tum to tell him that I had already picked up Nubsib.

It didn't take long for Oei to get back to the car first, Oei still looked super embarrassed and
he gave me my money back and with only a little bit of it, the bag he was carrying only had
a small bottle of pure water and a sandwich.

- Will they be enough to eat?

- Okay, we'll have a big dinner later when we get to the set, thank you very much P'Gene,
you're very kind.

-
…
- I smile slightly, but inside I say: "Yes? What a joy."

- Where did Sib go, I thought I was going to follow him to the 7-11 convenience store, I didn't
see him.

- Hey! He's down for something, maybe he'll be back later, 10 minutes.

- Hmm. - Oei agreed, opening his mouth to chew the sandwich so that his face swelled up
like a little animal when he swallowed a bite and said. -
P'Gene… You know the Nubsib representative, don't you? I heard it from another
person.

- Well, he was a classmate from the university, and I got pretty scared when I met him.

- That's why you're so close to Sib that's why Sib seems to like being with you, that's nice.

-
…

Well? How good is it! I froze, my brain racing for that second to find the right words, I didn't
understand at first, but after thinking about it I started to be almost able to guess a thing or
two, and my eyes slowly widened.

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As for me, if there is anything that is because I am the author and Nubsib is the actor,
and our connection is limited to this one novel, but by Oei's words…

I definitely think that's what it looks like.

Although I have never been with anyone or been in a relationship, I do read a lot of
romance novels.

- Uh… Nubsib is also very close to you, Nong Oei.

- Just friends. - His face seemed a little breathless when he said these words.

-
…

I didn't answer anything, so to speak, I didn't know how to answer more accurately, and
now that I can be 100% sure that Oei is definitely in love with Nubsib, I felt something
strange besides
feel dazed

Nubsib is attractive and loved by everyone, Hin is an example of this, I didn't find it
incredible, but what shocked me a bit was that they are both friends, they go to the same
university, they are both boys, but Oei he likes Nubsib and it seems like it's just him
unrequited, which… It's like a romance novel, no wonder people say that some novels
are adapted from true stories, and this time I've seen it with my own eyes for the first
time .

Realizing then that the atmosphere was starting to get a little weird, I could only tap my
fingers on the steering wheel until the next door opened softly, surprising me.

- Are you so scared?

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Nubsib returned with bags of donuts and coffee from the 7-11 store in hand,
and the smell of food soon filled the corners of the car.

- You said you'd be right back. I waited a long time.

- It was a long time? Less than 10 minutes have passed.

- Where is the coffee? I murmured, and the thick palm of my hand then handed
me a coated paper cup.

- I have removed it for you, be careful that it is hot.

- Well…

At first I thought I'd eat a donut now and walk away when I'm done, but now I
thought I'd better rush to the set before things got weirder. So I took a sip of
my coffee and put it away before shifting gears and heading out immediately.

It was almost time to reach our destination, after this traffic light we were able
to turn towards the university where the drama was being filmed. The car is
quiet since we left the gas station, I look at Nubsib and he is as quiet as when
he arrived, and Oei, I can see in the rearview mirror that he is quietly looking
out the window right now, like he is alone and thinking in something.

That's the kind of emotion you're supposed to feel in a novel when the hero is
sad because he's in love with someone and gets no response...

-
…

I thought about it haphazardly and looked back at the traffic light ahead,
waiting for the moment it turned red to pick up my coffee and take a big sip,
still uncomfortable though, but that was it, and I opened the bag and took out
a donut to eat and relieve embarrassment.

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- Sr. Gene.

- Huh?

- It's all dirty. It's going to be sticky later.

- ¡ ... !

I froze as good old Nubsib reached out to wipe the sticky grains of sugar from the side of my mouth
with his fingers.

- Luckily, they gave us wipes.

- ¡¡¡... !!!

Then she opened the bag of wipes, picked them up and wiped my mouth slowly and gently, and in
a pictorial twist she took my equally dirty hand and continued to wipe it.

My jaw dropped and I stopped chewing immediately, crap! … What are you doing.

Realizing it, I quickly pushed my opponent's hand away, but Nubsib instead held onto my hand

more tightly than before, her palm thicker and larger than mine.

- Sib stinky...

- Huh? - Nubsib did not look at me, but it was noticeable that he had a slight frown, as if challenging
my lack of silence.

It seemed that the other did not think much about anything and dedicated himself to helping, but it
overwhelmed me. During that time I took the opportunity to look at Nong Oei sitting in the back

seat… By the way, he was looking at the two of us with wide eyes without lowering his hands.

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¡Bip! ¡Bip!

As if waking up from consciousness, the car behind me waiting for the green
light honked loudly twice, causing me to jump and just see the light that had
turned from red to green at some point, and the cars that I had seen in front of
me could barely see their rear ends from a distance at that time, so I quickly
pulled my hand back hard.

- Take! - I said abruptly and, without thinking, I pushed the still uneaten donut
to the person sitting next to me, who caught it easily and put it well in the bag.

Ho Ho Ho! This flattering boy, you have flattered at the wrong time!

The atmosphere on the set today was very different and lively compared to
the first day, and there was a noticeable increase in the number of college
students who came to watch. Although there weren't as many people as when
meeting famous singers that the staff couldn't handle, there were still people
yelling and yelling for photos to be taken, to the point that the staff had to
expand the area of the venue.

Presumably it must be because the word is starting to spread that the drama
is being filmed here, and believe it or not, the interior must be packed with
people taking photos and screaming fans by now.

- Mr. Gene isn't coming back yet, is he?

- Huh? I don't know, it depends on the mood, what's up?

Once I turned the car towards the school and parked not far from the set, I
gestured for the children to get out first while myself... Please let me finish my
coffee and donut first, I've been hungry for a long time, it's not convenient to
eat and meet the problem of Oei.

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- Mr. Gene said he was going to be my tutor today. He repeated what he had said
before with a calm face, but it made me roll my eyes from side to side, if I could look
at someone like a girl I'm afraid I would have already.

- Like a child…

- You will wait for me, right?

- Uh, wait, come on, come on, you can go make up. Oei got out of the car early and
left.

It was when I waved my hand and said that a small smile came to the other man's lips,
agreeing to open the door and then get out of the car, and I looked behind him to see
a member of staff calling him over and leading him to a changing room on the another
street.

I stayed in the car, opened the bag of donuts and proceeded to eat the rest, reaching
for my iced coffee and sipping it slowly until after a few minutes I turned off the engine
and got out of the car. Many of the staff turned to look at me, but they didn't pay much
attention or hinder me, letting me in without a problem, so I was lucky enough to be
able to stand not too far from the screen and watch directly.

The director was seen there looking at the screen and for a while he was seen picking
up the intercom and yelling towards the team.

- Oh huh! Mic popped, popped, Tid hold it higher so it's steady, wobbles in the shot,
start again… Oh, Mr. Gene.

- Hour…

As soon as he turned his head he saw me, so he immediately changed his previous
fierce face and told everyone to wait for a while with a gesture, then left.

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He got up and walked directly towards me, putting his heavy arm around
my shoulder with a very close and familiar look…

- You are also here today. Come, come see better. Ho Ho Ho! Somebody
get a chair for Mr. Gene.

- OK that's fine. You don't have to do that.

- Well, don't be a stranger. Come on, I wanted you to come see my address.
Come sit with me.

Then I had to sit on a small chair that the team brought in to sit next to the
director. He seemed to get more excited when someone other than his own
team came to watch it together, certainly at the same angle as the director,
with a clear view of the screen.

There is not a single camera on the screen, there is a big camera on a

moving lane, but it doesn't seem to be in use yet, and the background is in
front of the school building, a school cheer team meeting where the main
character submits, and an "autograph chase" event, during which Namcha
was asked to do as she was told, which was to ask a passing Kint for a hug.

I remember that I myself had to look up a lot of information about this event
when I wrote this scene because the university I went to was a private
school, so there was no orientation event.

- Ready, Set, Go!

- Animation Part 2, Act 1, Scene 1, 3rd!

As soon as the voice fell, the camera cut to the exquisitely beautiful face of
Oei in makeup, and the other party did not do so badly, with an embarrassed
face and a red face as if the wronged person was really close to crying.

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- Haha, what's the point of looking at me like that, Mr. Gene.

As I subconsciously turned to look at Mai with an admiring face, as if she could

read my mind, she turned her head and frowned with a big smile, her beard
moving along with her and her chest rising twice.

Looking at him with a serious posture of wanting to hear my explanation, I then

said something useful and complimentary, but of course what I said, and really
thought so, was.

- Just great, very professional.

- That is sure! I've told you I won't let you down, Mr. Gene, by coming here to
direct this play. He said with a satisfied laugh.

The thick palms of the hands rose up and then hit my shoulders hard with a
thud...

The director was even more excited than before, picking up his loudspeaker
and yelling for all the boys to start shooting again.

- Animation Part II, Act I, Scene I, Fourth!

From the dim sunlight at 4 or 5 in the afternoon to the dark clouds of

Today, it has completely darkened in a few hours, and several hours have
passed from the scheduled time until the shooting was finished, the first time I
have been here from the beginning of the shooting to the end.

I really liked to see that all the team was trying hard to help each other, and also
the director, although sometimes he was too cheerful and nice, but he directed
very well and controlled the scenes with all his skills, and after sitting behind the
screen for a long time, even I myself watched the actors' performances with
great interest, so I sat for hours without going anywhere.

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I used to be embarrassed to look at it, but nowadays I find it so interesting that I can't
even look away.

- Goal.

The owner of the name who was playing with his phone looked up
to see.

- Oh, Gene.

As soon as we were done, I asked to go out first and went to look for my friend, who I
had seen come in before but had not come in to see me, and they told me that he
was in the actors' dressing room with Nubsib, so I went over and invited him to have
dinner with me

- The sun is beating in the west, and today I have stayed until the hour of
close.

- Hey, it's been fun.

- It's because my son is a good actor, I guess.

-
…
- I stayed frozen. - Everyone is acting great.

- Hey, can't a special compliment warm someone's heart?

My eyes flicked to the man in front of me and it seemed like he was venting for his
own son, even though he didn't seem genuine at all, then I looked around and not
seeing the familiar figure I spoke up and asked.

- And where is your son?

- He's back there changing clothes.

He pointed to a corner on the other side of the room, a rectangular room on the
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the tables and chairs were still in place because it was a school building, only
part of it had been moved to a corner and stacked to make room for things,
one corner covered with opaque cloth to allow the actors to change clothing
exclusively.

- I asked you before, the more I stay with you, the more Sib clings to you.

- What the hell is hitting me? - I made a surprised face, while Tum laughed.

- Seeing that you get along well, my boy is not one of those who get close to
others easily, if not… Let him be your roommate all the time.

- Fun. - I replied immediately. - One month, that's what you said, and don't
forget, there's still a week left.

- Oh, Sib didn't cause you any trouble. Can't you help a friend out for a while?

- What Tum said left me speechless for a moment, and in the end I looked
-
…

away abruptly, then spoke again but still felt embarrassed for not being able to
open my mouth. - I'm not used to… It's not that I don't want to help.

It's true that Nubsib didn't cause me any trouble or bother and was a lovely
roommate, but since I've been alone for so long, even though I'm kind of used
to someone else living with me now, I'm still not as used to it as when I was
alone. .

- Naturally you will get used to it after a while.

- I write…

Before I could finish explaining, the loud sound of the curtain being drawn
caused Tum and I to shift our focus in unison.

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Nubsib removed her makeup and changed her clothes, and now it was the familiar
look she often saw, being a fictional male lead for a few hours, and at that moment,
seeing the other's brows slightly frowned, it was not clear if he was tired or sleepy
and wanted to rest, but seeing that look made one couldn't help but sympathize.

Learn and come to work...

- Bb. - I said greeting.

He approached me without saying a word, walking a little slower than before despite
still taking exquisitely graceful steps and looking as princely as ever, and I touched
Nubsib's head in an extremely unusual way for my previously reticent self. It'll work,
he's not sick or sick… I wouldn't want to babysit a sick man.

- Tired out?

-
…

I reached up and touched his forehead to take his temperature, but it was probably
a bit sudden which made the other man jump, the tall, well-built man a bit dazed.

- I'm sorry, I thought you weren't even resting so you weren't feeling well. - I
explained and was about to withdraw my hand but before I could move it, my wrist
was held for the first time with a thick hand, this time I was the one who was frozen
in place.

- I don't know, Mr. Gene try it.

Nubsib placed my hand on his cheek, this time my hand ran over his face, eventually
testing his neck for temperature to be sure.

- Eh, there is no fever, just come back and sleep well, it turns out that tomorrow is
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- GOOD.

- Are you hungry?

- A bit.

- Let's have dinner then, what do you want to eat?

- What do you want to eat, Mr. Gene? I'll do what I want.

- Don't worry about me today, let's eat what you want. Think fast.

Hearing me say that, Nubsib froze and finally named a shop that seemed more like a suggestion.
I'd wanted to comfort a tired boy, so I nodded wordlessly, but my brow furrowed as I looked over
at Tum so I could tell him he'd better pack up and hurry before it got even later.

- Why do you have that stupid look?

-
…

He looked at me with a strange, goofy look, and then shifted his gaze to look at his own son,
without blinking.

- What's the matter? - And since the other person did not answer me, I went to Nubsib and asked
him.

- Don't know.

- Stinky Tum, stop looking like a melon, I'm hungry.

- Uh... - this time he finally reacted, I raised my hand in a gesture to put a finger in his eye, which
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it opened again, closed, opened and closed, and after a while, when at last it found its
voice, it said. - Who are you calling melon, I just…

- Only?

- Just… - His face was still strange, but then he shook his head and said.
- Forget it, go eat.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 9.

- Oooh eh, super vigorous.

After opening the door of my room with the door card, I immediately stretched out my
arms and legs and collapsed on the sofa, the cleaner the room was, the more kebab
smell was all over my body, which made me feel slightly sick, but still held on until I
didn't feel like taking a shower.

- Stinky…

- Take off your jacket. - Nubsib followed me, approaching me and helping me unbutton
the jacket I was wearing.

I watched those thick hands, with slender fingers, move slowly downward, before
tearing off my kebab-smelling clothes and easily pulling away. My eyes kept watching
how those hands placed the clothes in the frame and then I asked with a lazy voice.

- Tomorrow is Saturday, any filming?

- No.

- ¡Mmm!

I have a date for drinks with Tum and the boys tomorrow, before he sent a line asking
what day would suit me, and finally settled on a hotel for Saturday night after 9pm. A
few hours ago, when I had a kebab with Tum, he told me that it is the hotel where Tao
works, so I booked a VIP room with 10% discount.

I haven't had a drink in a while and I'm seeing friends so I'm also feeling a bit excited
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rest from the last two days, and the next day of the week… By the way.

- Sib , Sib.

- Huh?

- Have you found a house yet?

- Home? His handsome face turned to look at me, his thick brows knitting together
as if in confusion. - What house?

Instead, the question made me lose heart, wait, Tuesday of next week is a month,
don't tell me with that look...

- Still don't see it? He is about to turn one month old.

- Full month... - the pleasant voice came softly, after which it was as if he
remembered, so his face continued.

- Did you forget?

- Yes, yes, I had forgotten.

It seems that Nubsib has really forgotten, because it shows in his behavior.

- Oh, and is there still time to find a house?

When I asked that, Nubsib suddenly froze for a moment as if he was thinking
about something, the other man was standing very close to the kitchen when I
asked, so I couldn't see his face or know what he was thinking, although I normally
don't. moved to read nothing.

- Is something wrong? - As the tall man continued without moving, I repeated the
question full of concern.

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What to do, or should I really let the boy continue to live here like Tum said.

- Well, I might have to think of something else.

- As? Hey! Well, there are still two or three days left.

My ears heard a loud sigh and looking at what I could only see of the nape of his neck
and strong shoulders, Nubsib was still standing with his back to me and I tensed at the
sight.

I... I wasn't too hard-hearted.

- Am I making it difficult for you, Mr. Gene, by coming to stay with you?

- Huh?

Suddenly, Nubsib turned to me, then slowly walked to a stop not far from me.

- Am I bothering you, Mr. Gene? - I blinked, expressionless, but as if I had the intention
of waiting for the person asking the question to give an answer. - Wait, how does it feel?

- Hmm.

- I just thought...

What a feeling… I just thought Nubsib was a nice guy and I was a little embarrassed at
first, but then it was nothing because the other person didn't bother me at all and it
wasn't as annoying as I thought it would be at first.

- Fairly good. - I finally had to answer honestly.

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- Fairly good?

- Hmm.

- That's all?

- So what will it be, very good, you are a very good boy, I won't have to hire a cleaning lady for
a while, great!

-
…
- The person who was listening was paralyzed for a while, and
he finally laughed softly and said. - Mr. Gene you…

-
…

- Mono.

-
…

What's the madness again?

- Okay, very good. Nubsib said, the faint tension fading from her face, her sharp eyes staring
at me, but her enviably thin lips moving slightly in a small smile, changing their movements so
quickly I could barely keep up with them.

But Nubsib's aura of kindness made my eyes go nowhere, and finally, when the other man
tilted his head slightly as if changing his mind to wonder why I was looking at him like that, I
panicked and avoided his gaze.

- Uh… Well, that's good.

- Well, it's pretty good... But it could have been better if it was more than pretty good.

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The other man smiled, but what he said instead left me completely confused,
my brows still furrowed but I was too lazy to use my brain to beat around the
bush and understand what number 18 had said, so I changed the subject.

- What about your house?

- Alright.

- How is it okay, where are you going to stay if you can't find it?

- Worried about me? - Nubsib smiled a little more than before.

- Oh yeah.

- Don't worry, I told you it's fine.

- You're sure?

- And.

- Okay, if you say that then feel free. - I nodded.

I was beginning to feel a little relieved that although Nubsib was a real concern,
I wasn't the only one looking out for this boy, there was his family, and Tum,
and Tum's sister, and there was no way he was going to be left alone in the
street.

I was about to take a shower to get rid of the stinky kebab smell from my body,
when I passed the tall guy I stopped for a moment, leaned my body closer to
him and told him.

- There aren't many days left, so pack your bags and things first, so you don't
get nervous then.

- There's no need.

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- How can you not use it? It's good to pack a little a day in the meantime.

- Mr. Gene is in a hurry to get rid of me.

- Ho-ho! No hurry. - I replied immediately, although Nubsib smiled slightly

when he said that and did not seem serious. - I only said it because I wanted
you to prepare in advance, and you're such a busy guy, you're going to be
filming one minute and going to school the next.

The tall man answered yes, keeping his original smile unchanged in the
slightest.

Let me tell you that date night over wine or dinner is a piece of cake for me,
and that working on my novel in my bedroom has made me an erratic person,
erratic in the sense that I fall asleep most mornings, for what I stay in my soft
bed all Saturday and wake up again at 7 pm with enough energy to go out.

The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to lift my head to look through
the door frame, for I was wondering if Nubsib was there, but seeing that it was
dark outside, I guessed that the other man was probably out playing or resting.
In his bedroom.

I played with my phone again on the bed for a long time… Slow life doesn't
need to be rushed, after an hour I got up slowly, went to take a shower and
wash up, the place where I had left was the hotel lobby, so I chose a more
decent outfit, a fashionable suit with a fresh color shirt, and after taking my
belongings, I went to the shoe rack and chose a pair of shoes.

I saw a pair of Nubsib's shoes missing from the shoe rack… Hey! He left.

As I was putting on my shoes, the phone I was carrying in my pants pocket

suddenly rang and even the owner himself was startled when he called it.

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I picked up and the word "mom" came to mind, making me frown in confusion.

- Hour.

[What are you doing?] I couldn't help but smile at that loud and distinctive voice,
and I stopped putting on my shoes and leaned against the shoe cabinet. [You
just woke up again right?]

- I've been awake for two hours and I was about to go out looking for food.

[Just going out to dinner?]

- Well, about to open the door of the house.

[It's a good idea to adjust your work schedule, Gene. How can you wake up like
this when everyone else is sleeping?] Not even five minutes after answering the
phone, Mom started scolding.

- Because I'm writing a novel.

[Stop making excuses. You can't write a novel during the day.]

I wasn't the least bit bored by my mother's nagging and worry-filled words, but
just faked a laugh in response to prevent the other party from thinking too much.

- Oh, mom never feels like that, it's just in my head at night.

[I've never had one.]

- Isn't that old?

[Wait, if you're in front of me, I'll slap you on the head.]

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Oh! Keep using buzz words. Seems like he's grown a lot since he got the tablet. I gave him a big
smile.

- And how is everything, how are your eyes, are they better?

[Since you came to see me last time, I have asked if you have time to stop by again, since my
eyes are better and I can walk easily.]

- Hey! …

I haven't been to see my mother yet, despite sending her greetings on Line often.

Actually… I wasn't very close to my relatives either, I used to hang out with them, but when I grew
up and had my own job, the further away I got, the more I felt like an outsider over and over again.

[When are you coming back?]

- Mom you don't say that like I'm the type of person who doesn't come home.

[So you're not coming back?]

- I come back. I come back. I come back.

[I hope it's true. Every time your Aunt Orn and I go for our morning walk, she always looks for you.]

- Aunt Orn? Oh! It's been so long since I've been with Aunt Orn.

[Well, come back. Send a message to mom before you go back.]

- Mom will make me dinner, right? I'll ask for the menu in advance.

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[No, I want you to go back and get one of those huge cakes you always eat.]

-
…

I pretended to be silent as if I was pouting at the person on the other end of the phone, so
my mother immediately said that she would make my favorite fish belly soup to comfort me
so that I would laugh, she asked this and that as usual and finally hung up the phone.
phone to go watch the late-night TV show.

At first I was a bit groggy because I just woke up, but after talking to my mom I got better
and I didn't tell her that I was about to go out for drinks with my friends from college, I just
told her that I was going out to get something to eat, although I am older and here at my
age, I am well aware that my mother is still as worried as before… I have to find time to
come home later.

He'd just gotten into the car just as Tum was calling to say that he and the others had
arrived, and seeing the time they'd arrived almost thirty minutes earlier, it seemed like they
couldn't wait to get excited too. It was still a long way from the apartment to the hotel
appointment, and even though I was the last person to arrive, I was still punctual and did
not miss the appointment time.

- Gene's here.

- Gene.

- It's Gene.

As soon as I opened the door, the first booming voice was Tum's, followed by others who
called out my name one by one and greeted me with gallantry. Of course, I couldn't help
but a big smile when I saw my old friends.

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- Long time no see, I'm going! Come sit down and take your time after
ordering, have you eaten yet? - The person who asked me with special
attention was Tao, the same person who works in this hotel and who offers
discounts for booking VIP rooms.

He was wearing a proper suit, his hair was cut much shorter than it was in
college, I remember him being a funny guy before, not doing his job, the
laziest of all, but look at him now, well dressed with a steady job, strangely
enviable , and to his left was Whan, the girl who used to wear pleated
skirts and canvas shoes with a big smile today was wearing a dress, they
were holding hands, apparently Tum was telling the truth about dating.

I am not friends with Tum in the same circle, these three people are good
friends with Tum in his circle, I also have good friends in our circle, but
since I get along with everyone I meet and go where they invite me, I have
made close and familiar with them through Tum.

- Not yet, I just woke up.

- Jo, my mother, how long did it take you to wake up. - Jim said, he was
the one who had changed the least, just a small change in height, and the
fact that his face had been hardened by the beard. - Coming to drink when
you wake up, that really hits.

- Crazy, and ask for something else, of course.

I pointed to the black-covered menu next to Tao's hand and let him order
drinks while I pointed to the menu myself and ordered appetizers and other
dishes, because I didn't want to drink alcoholic beverages on an empty
stomach.

- We were talking to Tum before you got here, and he told us that you're
writing a novel now, so that's great, isn't it?

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- Comfort is only the comfort of being at home, but it is also sublime when it comes to
creating.

- Tum said that your novel is particularly famous and the rights to make a TV series
have been bought. Whan continued.

- Hmm.

- It's a BL novel...

-
...... Ham. I intervened before my friend could finish.

(T/ N: Ham, it's like insulting Tum xD)

Damn Tum! I turned to the loudmouth sitting next to me and kicked him with my foot.
With other people, I may have stopped feeling uncomfortable, but with my friends, I still
have a little thin skin.

- People have a good time talking. - said Tom.

- You have to be strong for your mother, if she had a knife she would poke you in the
glasses.

- How violent. - Tao said with a big smile as he listened.

- I heard that Nong Sib is the male lead, right?

- Yeah…? - I frowned slightly. - Uh, yeah.

- I can't wait to see it, but let me know when it opens.

- I'll send you a message to inform you.

- Yes, and it is the first drama of Nong Sib, which happens to be a play of yours by
Gene. - whereupon Whan started talking about Nubsib, and I realized that the group of
friends had met Nubsib in person many times

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earlier, and talked for several minutes to the point that her boyfriend Tao began to glare at her.

- Why keep mentioning that kid, Gene is so hard to come see, talk about Gene for God's sake.

- Damn Tao, don't be so rude to my Nong Sib like that.

- Where is the rudeness? I think he's handsome… Ooh eeh!

-
…

After that they quarreled.

I wasn't really interested in what Whan had to say about Nubsib, like appearance and such,
acting and such, probably because I was now living under the same roof as the other person,
so I felt that he was already familiar with these things, but instead I was more interested in my
friend's life after college, and the VIP room was filled with laughter as we all shared old stories
together.

- Another drink, I'll treat you later.

- Then I'll take the next one! Vogart and what is good, let the horses loose so that alcohol
makes you devise good fictional plots.

I nearly spat out my drink and then hastily swallowed it down my throat, my entire body feeling
on fire.

- Shit Jim, if you don't say you buy, you're the next person I'm going to stab with a knife.

- Oh, I didn't mean to make fun of you with what I said. - he laughed out loud.

- Psychosis.

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- Speaking of which… I can ask, don't get mad. - Tao put the cup on the table. -
When did you change your taste, it is true that I did not see that you had a
girlfriend when you were in college, but also when you are with us you like to
see beautiful women, does it mean that since graduation you have a boyfriend?

Boyfriend? My eyes went wide.

- My God! I'm not.

- Oh, but you write...

- Not that writing it means that it is, right? Can't men write this kind of fiction?

- It's not that they can't, but I've never seen it.

- I'm not.

(T/ N: He doesn't stop saying that he's not gay, and I break the box... He insists
so much that it's even funny hahahaha poor thing tonight if he changes his mind
XD)

- You, it hadn't even occurred to me. - He said with a puzzled look, then when I
gave them the story, his face began to get complicated and he said with a
sympathetic voice and look. -I'm not very good at writing in general, you had to
be forced by others to write, are you okay?

- Nobody forces me to do anything, but existence forces me.

- Aha, there are principles, but that's enough, this novel is finished, isn't it?
What is anxiety? Baby, tomorrow is Sunday. Come on.

With that he moved the wine that the staff had just knocked on the door to take
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So the conversation went on and on, ordering more and more wine and appetizers, and if the
staff hadn't come to clean up some of them, they probably would have fallen off the table,
because we hadn't seen each other in years, and when the conversation finished, it was
natural to talk about new topics, and while talking and drinking, he was so intoxicated that he
did not remember how many glasses of wine he had drunk.

Sane and sober, my head began to go giddy and became a blur of now knowing that my
friends had been urging me to raise a glass while I slumped on the sofa.

- Gene, come on.

- My God! That's all right, he wasn't much of a drinker to begin with and now he's drunk as
hell.

- There's more to drink, come on, come on.

- Enough, he's very annoying when he's drunk.

...... I don't know who was talking, but I just heard some stupid annoying sounds that were

repeated over and over again, like someone grabbed my hand and pushed a cold glass hard
into me, but as soon as I touched it, it was snatched away and a new one was pushed. .

- Let's go!

Without question, I hastily raised the glass to my lips and drank only a little before it was
snatched from my hands again.

- Come on, Tao! Who's going to take it home like that, and it's so expensive if you get a room
here.

- Go take it.

- Shit, I didn't drive my car here today and you know it.

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- Just take Gene's car first.

- That would be nice, but I have an emergency flight to Elephant Island

tomorrow to see how the boys are filming, so I don't have time to return
the car.

When I heard the reticent voice of the person next to me, I couldn't help
but speak.

- Damn Tum, what's wrong with you, I'm too troublesome for you right? -
At first I thought my voice would be angry, but instead I didn't expect it to
sound very small like someone weak, and his vision was blurry because
my eyelids felt so heavy. - I haven't even said anything about my own
apartment when you threw a random person at me.

- Ho Ho Ho! No problem, you've never bothered me, but I haven't driven

here.

- Huh? - my eyebrows relaxed a little. - Did you sell the car?

- Eh, no, I'm not selling it, I've just lent the car to the older sister of the
company secretary to run an errand.

- It's a shame, you said that you had saved for years to buy that car, why
are you selling it?

- It is not for sale.

I moved my body to turn toward him, but I didn't want to bother with ninety-
four percent, so I yanked on his arm, then dropped my full weight toward
him enough to touch his hot body, and my skin, which was pressed against
it. against him, it was now hot and almost on fire as well.

- Oooh huh! Hahahaha Gene I'm so ticklish you silly bastard sit up right
first.

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- Tum dies, good boy… Good boy, I love you.

-
…

- Why don't you say something… Don't you love me?

- No, no, I love you, I love you too. - he replied, raising his hand and patting me softly on the
head, the satisfying reply caused me a soft laugh, as if in a good mood, and the more I heard
Jim intersperse his laugh with her, the funnier it seemed to me, just... What laughter!

- Gene is your usual drunken brain dead, angry one minute, laughing the next, and maybe that's

what makes him a writer.

- I say that it is better to send it back in a hurry.

- Uh, Gene, do you want to go home? - Tum called me as he turned his head.

- Huh? He goes home? Uh, going home is fine.

- Why don't you go home with the others and go back for your car, okay? Tao will notify the
doorman later.

- Yes, yes, come and drink!

- No, no, Gene, no more drinks, give me the glass! Whoever spoke moved to say, and then
snatched it from my hand, my shoulder pressed against the chair with not too much force. - Let
Jim leave it later, I have given him the address, give him the door card when you arrive.

- Jim? Who is Jim? Jim doesn't have the card for the door of my house... -
I slowly shook my head. - But number 18 is.

- Who is number 18?

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- I don't know, is it a descendant of your editorial?

- No Jim, I'm going to call number 18 to pick me up. I said before shaking off the
man's hand that was gripping my shoulder, after which I extended my hand in the
direction of the table as if I had no bones in my weakness.
hand and took my phone and then unlock it with my usual fingerprint.

Heavy eyelids meant I couldn't see very well, but I still opened the call history and
managed to pull up the most recent number.

- Number 18, ooh eh, still no answer.

Gene, are you okay?

I didn't mind the grumbling voices or the looks my friends were giving me, my ears
heard a few beeps before the voice on the other end answered the phone, the nice
androgynous voice saying my name first for me to break into a big smile. .

[Sr. Gene]

- Sib.

[What happened, where is he now…]

- Come find me.

[......] When I said that, the caller was silent for a while, as if wondering. [Who is she
with now and where?]

- And this… who are they all.

[You're drunk?]

- Drunk? No, not drunk.

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[He must be drunk. Where the hell are you?]

- At the hotel…

[Hotel? In what hotel? … With who?]

- That's Tom.

[P'Tum?] Nubsib's beautiful voice murmured in response. [Hmm!

So, shall we go home?]

- Hmm.

[Then I'll text myself later and ask for Tum's hotel address, Gene just stop drinking, got
it?]

- Well… - When I heard the worried reminder from number 18, I accepted easily, really
wanting to talk a little more, but when I turned my head to look ahead and saw Tum with
a puzzled but super comical face, I laughed out loud and automatically lock my phone
screen so i don't know when the call was disconnected.

- The ugly face.

- Number 18… Is this my son?

- What, 18 is 18.

-
…

- And then you have to write...

- Uh.

- I'm under a lot of pressure.

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- Good, good, good.

- And and and.

- Stressed and fucking laughing, four emotions in three minutes. -

Tum murmured, speaking to me right next to me, as he reached for the plain water that
Whan had served on the table long ago and brought it to me. -
Drink some water, drink more. I turned my head to avoid it.

- That's enough, I'm going to have to pee later.

- You want to pee good, so you can get some alcohol out of your system, boy… Getting
drunk makes you a lunatic, look at all you've drunk for free, this has become a problem
for me. - Tum kept complaining while trying to get him to drink water, so much so that I
had to turn my head and hide. - oh huh! Pour it up, pour it up, time for the water to pour
later, ooh huh, who did Jim go to on the phone, he took so long to leave, that bad guy
must have slipped away first again, shit.

- Who the fuck?

- Only you don't, you don't need that look, oh, water.

- No.

- Gene, if you drink it you can become a god, but if you don't, you will become a shit like
Tao.

I laughed when I heard Tum say that, at that moment his face was so creepy that his
upper lip was about to pucker up and touch his nose, and it was so funny to watch that I
had to laugh out loud no matter how many times I saw it, and all he did was talk about
shit or not.

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- Do you want to stay still, you have no bones anymore, stop squirming and hiding
behind me? - the person speaking moved and put an arm around my waist before
forcing me to sit up straight, his arm made me frown hard as the force he exerted on
my stomach made me feel as if everything I had eaten before it would have turned
against me.

- I want to throw up.

- Ooh eh! No, idiot, go to the bathroom…

- P'Tum.

Before Tum could finish shouting, the sound of the VIP room door opening softly and
the shouting entered first, and I didn't turn my head to look because I felt exhausted,
even moving every time was difficult, and the air The room's conditioner was cool
enough to make it even more tempting to sit near my friend.

Tum was still in control, but suddenly it was as if someone's warm hand had snatched
it from me, the force of the pressure on my stomach instantly disappearing, turning into
being supported by thick shoulders, but strong enough that I could holding me up and
preventing me from falling forwards and backwards, and my body was able to feel
warmer than before, making the initial urge to vomit completely disappear.

At first glance it turned out to be that handsome chin, and continuing to look up, I'm
100% sure that it's the handsome boy from Tum's house.

- Number 18… What brings you here?

At first Nubsib's face was as cold as iron drawn from ice to feel icy, but when those
sharp eyes met mine, the face seemed to slowly soften.

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- Mr. Gene, you called me to come look for you, right?

- Oh yeah?

-
…

- Hey! Yeah.

- Why do you look so drunk?

- I don't know, Tum... - I was going to say that Tum invited me to a party with a friend, but
when I turned my head to look at the owner of the name, I saw that his expression of
perplexity had changed to that of stupefaction from some moment, and it was even funnier
than before, and I was laughing out loud in the middle of the sentence.

- P'Tum made you drink that?

- Oooh huh! No, it's my friend, not me. Tom's eyes widened.
about.

- After so much drinking, shouldn't we have stopped a long time ago?

- Well, that's not good either, only once in a while should enjoy. Tom said with a frown. -
But forget it, Gene called you to pick him up, just take him to rest, you live together, it's
more convenient than letting me or my friends go pick him up, Gene is like that when he's
drunk, he talks a lot, laughs and gets angry , just be patient, if you feel upset, just put him
to bed when you get home…

-
…

- Why are you looking at me like that?

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Nubsib had a small smile at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes and the rest of him were
not smiling instead.

- Talking a lot is probably what makes him more himself.

- ¡¿Ah?!

- I drove, Gene's car would be fine if you could take it back to the apartment please phi.

- Ho Ho Ho! Tomorrow I will fly home.

- Until then it's fine, leave the keys at the reception and I'll go down to get them later.

- You're an idiot, uh, put it in the main office tomorrow and send me a Line and…

-
…

I saw Nubsib and Tum chatting, and naturally I leaned against the chest behind me, but
just as I was about to move, the taller man grabbed my hand with his left to warn me to
stay still, as if he thought I should. I was going to run away.

- Nothing, take Gene back, be careful on the way.

- OK.

After that Nubsib led me out of the hotel lobby to the elevator to the underground car park,
a bit of a mess because I wasn't 100% sober myself, but alcoholic beverages can really
get you drunk, except to smile like crazy and laugh softly. and constantly, even of things
that are not funny at all, like at this moment the image of the number 18 that was presented
to me was like wearing something.

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Now we left through another door that connected the hotel lobby to the parking lot, and the
place was empty, just the sounds that Nubsib and I were making and the sound of our shoes
on the concrete floor.

- Mr. Gene, if you keep doing this and just smiling, I'm going to have to hug you.

- Huh?

- You don't want me to carry you, so walk. Just a little further to the car.

- It's okay to hug.

-
…

- It turns out that I am too lazy to walk.

-
…

- You can… Oh. The words I was going to say turned into a broken murmur in my throat
when suddenly the tall man who had lowered me down the stairs stopped abruptly, turned
to look at me, and then literally lifted me up on both sides. arms.

I don't know if it all happened so fast or if the alcohol slows my head down, but by the time I
felt myself lifted off the ground, Nubsib was already several giant steps away, much faster
than the pitiful grip he had before. My eyes widened and I stared at the other man.

-
…

-
…

- Why are you looking at me, Mr. Gene, you let me hold it yourself, didn't you?

- No, I was thinking you could even hug me.

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- It can't be sustained.

-
…

This time it was my turn to look puzzled, but that made Nubsib smile instantly.

- So if you don't want to fall on your ass, wrap your arms around my neck.

As soon as my dizzy mind thought of the image of myself falling to the hard
ground, I immediately reached out with both arms and wrapped them around the
other man's neck, hugging him tightly immediately.

Nubsib was still walking steadily forward, only a little slower than before. As I had
to hold on to keep from falling, the tip of my nose was about to touch Nubsib's
jaw and my eyes were looking directly to the side of his face, and although
number 18 was more than 10cm taller than me, the two of us we were boys and
his ability to lift me up made me praise him internally.

Probably because she had been blatantly staring for too long, Nubsib looked
down to meet my eyes and gave me a charming smile.

- I'll buy you a drink later. Thank you.

When I said that, and that was it, the other man's face turned fierce.

- Okay, what do you drink so often?

Before I could reply, the tall man stopped dead in his tracks and placed me on
the ground so that my feet slowly touched the ground, my face turning a bit
complicated as I was listless and about to collapse, reaching out and grabbing a
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so he didn't say anything himself, using his other hand to get the keys out of his
pants pocket and open the car door, then he let me in.

The fragrant smell of the air freshener and the leather seats hit my nose, and
once I touched the seats, I sat in complete relaxation, my half-open eyes scanning
the surroundings, each no doubt showing the expensive price of the car.

- Your car? I asked with a grunt once Nubsib was in the driver's seat. - You don't
have a car.

- All drunk and with a good memory.

- Of course.

When I heard someone compliment me, my mouth smiled even though my brain
was a little scrambled, and when I turned my face to look to my side, I saw a small
smile on Nubsib's lips as well.

Despite not having drunk for a while, my head still felt occasionally dizzy at times,
and I sat down on a seat that had been
set a little lower than usual by the car owner, my eyes looking at a passing utility
pole, eventually feeling no interest and looking elsewhere instead.

A small cream colored silky soft bear was placed at the front of the car, the
decorations and the atmosphere of the car made me feel so cute, making me
want to pet it.

- Gene, don't be naughty.

My brows furrowed slightly, feeling a bit dissatisfied at being stopped.

- What's happening?

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- Not much, sit quietly when you're drunk.

- Worried, did the girlfriend give you this?

- Where? - the soulful tone had a hint of disappointment mixed in this time. - I said it because
you have been naughty, Mr. Gene.

I didn't mind that he lectured me with the words of a preachy child, I just turned to the side
and put my feet up on the locker so I could see my interlocutor better.

- What did your girlfriend give you so that I can use it as material for my first draft?

- Mr. Gene has been living with me for almost a month, can't you tell if I have a girlfriend?

- There must be.

-
…

I saw his thick brows knit slightly as if he was confused by what he heard, so he gave a big
smile and then opened his mouth to explain, even though his voice was a bit slurred but in
a good mood.

- Because you are very handsome, most of the beautiful people have girlfriends. Hin likes
you too, if he knew you have a girlfriend he would definitely lose his love and cry himself to
death.

- Is that so? And what about you, Mr. Gene?

- Huh?

- ¿I taste them…

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"Yes," I said immediately, and got in the way before he could finish his question.

-
…

- My heart was pounding the first time I saw you.

Nubsib fell silent once more, and when I looked at him, I saw a faint smile on that
handsome face I had seen for the first time, and my heart fluttered. My mind was clearly
projecting the many times Nubsib had smiled at me, but for some reason this time it gave
me such a different feeling, it made my already pleasant and bouncy mood even better to
look at that face and stop looking away. . I couldn't control my various actions, my blood
was agitated and my heart was beating faster than before because of the alcohol.

- You are a good boy, and you helped me before with the first draft.

-
…

- You said that you had to try it first to find out, and I see that you did, because otherwise
the editor wouldn't have said that what I wrote was more realistic.

-
…

- Very good boy.

I kept praising and saw a slight change in the other man's face, then laughed out loud like
he was a retard, but before I could say anything else my ears faintly heard a hint of laughter
as if I hadn't held it back. Nubsib, who looked puzzled just now, smiles instead of me…

- What's so funny about that?

- Gene funny.

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My jaw nearly dropped when I received the blunt response, the directness of what I myself
had always considered a good guy, and probably because I was drunk, so the smile on my
face disappeared instantly, what started as a good mood. it turned into anger, when I was in
a good mood it was extremely easy to laugh, but when I was angry I felt like I couldn't help
but become fierce and furious, I couldn't control myself at all. I moved my legs with a little
excitement.

- What is funny?

-
…

I don't know if it was just my eyes, but seeing the smile on the boy's lips widened even more,
which made me even more depressed.

- Do not laugh.

- Is he still in control?

Is this the Nubsib I've always known… Now, for some reason, I can't even imagine the
answer, just look at that pretty face with a smile, and it meets my eyes from time to time.

- I don't know, but not laughing is not laughing. - I told him with a fierce voice. - What's wrong,
you think I'm incapable of writing a novel so that I have to depend on you all the time, right?

- Huh? Do I look like that kind of man?

-
…

Since I didn't answer, Nubsib transformed that provocative smile into the carefree one she
already knew.

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- Because I know that Gene is not familiar with this kind of thing, so call me whenever you
want me to help you.

-
…

What, is this a mutual comfort?

Hearing this, I moved my body to turn my face to the other side, my mind feeling a little
dizzy from the sudden change in position, but then I leaned back in the limo seat and
closed my eyes so as not to respond to any of the other person's questions.

But if Nubsib had turned to look for a moment, he would have seen that my brows were
still frowning, and that if he could have read my mind…he would have known that he had
to do his best to run as far as possible after this.

I thought I had lost much of the alcohol. Despite that, I don't know why I couldn't control
my face and the corners of my mouth, but when my mind thought of something, my face
gave it away. So I opted to keep my head down… Nubsib helped me out of the car, I was
still weak and had a moment where I almost hit my head on the door frame.

- Be carefull with that.

- We are abrasive.

-
…

- I don't want to go, just hold me like you did before.

I don't know how far my voice carried, but Nubsib's thick, hot palms went quickly from
holding me around the waist to keep me from falling to my knees, to picking me up as
before, and as expected, without the other having to say anything, my two Arms
immediately wrapped around the taller man's neck tightly.

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I let Nubsib go out alone to carry a man as heavy as an ox up the stairs, only helping him when
he took the card from the door to open it, for it was late now, and the only lights on the way up
from the The hallway downstairs was dim and orange, and it was quiet all around, no occupant
passing by or seen by anyone.

Until he reached the house, Nubsib closed the door behind him with his foot, after which he
walked towards the house...

- Hang on a minute.

-
…

- Go to the bedroom.

-
…
- I felt a pang of strangeness, so I released my hand from the other man's shoulder to be
able to turn to look at him.

- Haven't you heard?

- I hear you, but you don't like to let people into your room, Mr.
Gene.

- I'll let you in.

Hearing my reply for the first time, number 18 then had nothing to say against it, and without a
word of complaint sent me into the bedroom, while I watched his every move from opening the
door to entering the room. .

- Close the door.

-
…

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Nubsib smiled, said nothing, just shouldered the door shut as ordered.

The other man took me to the end of the bed and moved to lie down, but of course this time I
easily cooperated with him, and touching the soft, comfortable bed, I relaxed and almost fell
asleep, when the slippery, cool clothes the bed made me let out a long sigh, but remembering
something, I immediately opened my eyes and my body bounced on the bed. So fast I fainted...

- Mr. Gene, be careful. - luckily Nubsib pulled my arm just in time.

I stood and played with my temper for no more than a few minutes, and when I had steadied
myself I shook off the hand of the man in front of me, having been able to think for some time,
and when at the first opportunity I raised my head to meet the taller man, not wanting to hide my
smile or face any longer, and as Nubsib looked me in the face I dragged the other man at my
heels and turned while exerting all my strength to push him down into the spacious

bed.

The wine sapped my strength but it gave me courage, and in doing so my forehead nearly
touched Nubsib's jaw, and the accident nearly hurt someone, shocking, luckily my hand was
resting on the warm cotton bed, right next to the other person's ear.

-
…

-
…

My eyes met the sharp pair below.

At this time, the clock hanging above the TV rang very loudly, and I saw the man in front of me
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he might lose his temper, but before I could open my mouth to taunt him, all those actions of
his instantly disappeared, leaving only a slight frown of confusion.

- What are you going to do?

A small smile crossed my lips, feeling a bit head on, so I sat on his thick, tight waist.

- You see that should tell you too.

- I don't know. - Nubsib said with a slight smile as he shook his head. -
Stop playing and go take a shower, aren't you sleepy?

- I am not going to play.

I gritted my teeth, seeing the look of disbelief on his face, but looking around wondering what
was going on the other guy looked really super provocative, I reached down to tug at the
shirt Nubsib was wearing then pulled him closer to me. a pull.

- I want you!

-
…

This time Nubsib was stunned.

- Didn't you say yourself that you would help me if you could?

- Well, I said...

When Nubsib took me inside, his hand didn't turn on the light, and I didn't reach out to help
turn it on, so the whole room was dark, and luckily the window of the computer desk where I
often sat to work was up. open, so there were street lights and the dim light from the other
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facing here, the frame refracting in long bars that reflected off the bodies of
the people below.

The blur in my eyes made Nubsib look even more attractive than before. At
that moment I saw her lips part slightly, as if she were about to say something,
and I knew in my own mind what kind of harsh, harsh words would be spoken,
so I stepped forward and lowered my head to muzzle the magnetic voice with
my lips.
There was a moment of waiting after the collision. He stayed for a moment
after colliding.

When I got up, I saw Nubsib's thick eyebrows knitted together in a way that
made my heart ache strangely and furiously, so I decided to put my head back
down. But since it wasn't as sudden as before, this time it was a completely
different sensation, and this gentle contact instead made me feel tingling
inside, as if there were a brightly colored grasshopper flapping its wings or a
moving brush, and for a short while part of my brain couldn't understand what
was happening at all.

The mind still doesn't understand it, but the body is honest, like the last time I
had the experience of kissing someone.

- Why that look?

The bastard's brows tightened again, his face turning even more complex than
before.

- From what novel did you get that provocative comment?

- What, just to… Uh!

I couldn't resist trying to deliberately scold him in a ferocious voice, but as

soon as I opened my mouth, his thick, strong hand on one side reached up to
hook my butt and pull me closer as he pulled his body closer to me.

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- Eh.

That look lasted several minutes, until…

- Gene…

- Huh?

- Can you answer what you are doing right now?

The husky, soft voice tickled my heart.

- Well…

- If it starts, I don't know what will happen next.

-
…

- What do you say, change your mind and take a shower?

A soft but slightly trembling voice emitted during which it seemed that the person who was
holding back was repeating the words several times.
A part of my head, probably the part of my consciousness that hid most deeply, was still fighting
against the struggle, and despite feeling confused now, my mouth couldn't help but respond
firmly.

- No.

-
…

- I told you… I love you.

Then Nubsib said nothing more, but his head was sunk so far into my neck that I could see no
expression on the other man's face at all.
that moment…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 10.

Our lips came together again, and sometimes the mere kiss could make us fall into oblivion
and forget everything around us.

Nubsib's slender body was lying on his back at first, my fault of course, and after leaning in
to kiss me, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and with our lips still kissed, he
pulled me to him with one force, and now he was lying on his back, turning our heads and
kissing us.

Nubsib's body is hot, but her tongue is hotter...

- Get up again!

-
...

The other man leaned over the bed and patted me on the thigh.

- You want to do it with me, don't you?

- Yeah…

- Then come back up!

His expression and voice were still soft, but he touched the corners of his mouth and smiled
wickedly, as if he had succeeded in his treacherous plan. My eyes didn't move as I looked at
the man in front of me.

My hands slowly moved up to his shoulders and I moved to place my buttocks in his lap, and
before I could sit up, Nubsib's hands encircled my waist, pulling me closer to him, his arms
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strong. The lower part of our bodies were also very close, leaving no gaps, and my face
instantly changed when I felt a hard object against that place.

Nubsib's long, slender fingers tugged gently at the buttons of my shirt.

- Take it off!

-
...

- If you're going to do it with someone, you shouldn't need to be told what to do, right?

- Definitely not necessary!

- ¡Oh!…

I removed my hands from his hard shoulders to remove the elegant suit he was wearing,
feeling my fingers tremble a little as I shoved it off my shoulders, and then tugged at the
sleeves uncontrollably, but the man in front of me he just smiled at me, sitting so calm,
as if he was observing something interesting, which made me decide to forcefully take
off my clothes and throw them one by one.

Then the t-shirt inside, and finally there was nothing left to cover my body, and I felt a
slight chill. After removing my shirt, I stood still until I saw the look on my partner's face,
as if to say, "What's next?" So I made up my mind.

My mind wandered to some of the novels I had read.

I reached out and grabbed my partner's wrist, pulling it over my bare shoulders. Nubsib's
palm was hot, like the alcohol burning my body. His fingertips touched the spot on my
chest, which I thought was just an organ in a man's body.

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and a woman, and it really didn't seem that different, but for some reason, my
whole body tensed. I unconsciously leaned back and tried to escape, but instead
I was immediately pulled back and pressed closer, his arm like an iron seatbelt,
tightening around me, and I didn't dare move.

- You do not want it?

Nubsib accepted it easily, opening her mouth and drawing my lips and tongue
together.

- ¡Mmm... ahh!

The hand that had been calmly stroking my breast at first began to move, this
time of its own accord, and before I was ready, his thumb pressed against the
nipple of my left breast.

He licked my bottom lip one more time and then licked and kissed his way to my
chin, our saliva mixing so much it was impossible to tell whose it was, and it felt
a little weird to think about it.

Until the warm tip of his tongue reached my shoulder, and he licked his way in,
mixing in countless kisses, the sound of kisses echoing through the wide room.
My hands gripped Nubsib's shirt so tightly that his biting and sucking made me
feel a strange pang of pain and I nearly ripped his shirt off.

- Si...

Not only was it in pain, but it was accompanied by a rollercoaster-like rush of

arousal, and his eyes darted to my face as his tongue gently added to the tip of
the nipple he'd just played with.

I felt the heat on my face in gusts.

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Just seeing Nubsib looking at me and touching that spot almost made my head explode!

- You... ah!

I was about to say something, but Nubsib suddenly opened her mouth and sucked on
the point with her warm lips and tongue, I never thought it would be so sensitive, my
voice immediately changed tone, and after a scream I gritted my teeth and heard the
extremely humiliating sound of sucking mixed with saliva.

- Oh! -Finally I screamed, while the area was pulled and pulled by his teeth, causing
me a little tense pain, and to return the pain, I sank my nails into his flesh. - It hurts...
why do you bite it!

- You like this!

- I don't like!

-...? - A thick eyebrow rose. - If you don't like it, what is it?

The mocking tone of the question made me look down into his eyes, and then I saw
the zipper of my jeans pulled down and a hand that had touched me at some point.

He was wearing black boxer shorts, and by then that organ down there was arching
and I could see its general shape, as if it was saying everything he felt from that touch
and that closeness. Nubsib drew her fingertips in gentle circles around the already wet
area, and the more she teased like this, the more she shuddered.

She had never thought that being touched by a man could create such a sensation.

- No… - The word "touch" barely left my mouth before Nubsib's big hand tightened in
place, five fingers pressing gently.

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before they began to knead, fast or slow, soft or hard.

- Cloud... oh! - My screams changed from one side to another, even though I
didn't need them, and my attempts to scold him turned into moans.

My fragile and sensitive bottom was being held by him, but as he slowly stroked
up and down, I had to grit my teeth and bend down to rest my forehead on his
shoulder, partly to deliberately hide my expression and partly to have a place
where to lean on when I felt like I didn't have the strength to sit up straight. A rush
of arousal washed over me, making me want to twist my body and vent.

- ¡Uh, ah... ah!

It went from slow to fast, and then stopped. At first it felt like constant stimulation
until it neared a peak, then it would go back to being soft and slow, so much so
that the sensations that wanted to explode would fade again, only over and over
again, almost overwhelming me. I felt like they were grabbing me and shaking
my head, and in fact... I hadn't sobered up.

- Take off your pants!

Nubsib's voice made me raise my head to look at him, but my face was twisted
and painful, and when my confused eyes met his, he was silent for a moment.
Finally he leans in and kisses me hard on the lips.

- Take it off. You said you loved me, right?

-
…

I still didn't move, so Nubsib came over and touched my ass, squeezed it and
spit.

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- Then lift your ass, I'll serve you!

Maybe it was the feeling of my butt being held and rubbed, maybe it was the drunkenness...
maybe it was something else, I don't know, but I moved my body in the
direction of this guy and I ended up naked, and the guy in front of me had no clothes on and
was intact!

Nubsib's face pressed against mine and I heard giggling ring in my ears as his lips came close
to my ear.

- I'm shy, but I can't stop, we've come to this!

The "this land" of Nubsib referred to the place where I was, because as soon as he finished
speaking the great rolling palm took the opportunity to grab him once more.

- ¡Uf!

Perhaps because I was already sensitive, another touch made my brows frown, my expression
not so good, my body feel hot, and my eyes water.

- Do you want me to help you?

- ¡Uh... hmm!

- What have you said?

-
…
- I couldn't even hear what he was asking me and the only thing I could do was move my
body unconsciously, rubbing against the pain, feeling that my head was getting hot and that my
ability to think was much less than usual.

But I feel like I can't take it anymore!

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I didn't answer him and he didn't ask any more questions. This time his hand began to
move easily, his other hand caressing my lips, slowly reaching my mouth and gently
caressing my tongue with his index and middle fingers.

I felt my desire grow stronger… stronger and stronger, and just as Nubsib pulled her finger
out, I bit down hard on my lip, and at that moment, I closed my eyes to follow the sensations
in my body, but I had to. open them wide not even a minute later.

- ¡Ah, ah!

-
…

I was surprised when I felt the tip of a finger touching that sensitive spot on my butt.

I quickly looked up at the man in front of me, and his sharp eyes were silently watching
me, as if watching my attitude, and a certain feeling was growing stronger, and I could no
longer hide it. My hands on Nubsib's shoulders tightened and began to tremble, and finally,
at one point, they gripped his shoulders tightly, and Nubsib seemed to sense my
uncontrollable desire as well.

I thought that the place I had just touched would now be further explored by someone else,
but her hands and fingers slowly left.

…A sigh reached his ears.

Although my mind was not quite awake, what was happening made me feel confused and
strange.

- ¿Nubsib...?

- Too bad I don't have lube! - He laughed, his voice hoarse. - That will suffice this time!

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-
…

- But next time, if there is an opportunity, I will not let you go!

No sooner had I prepared a retort than his large palm was once again on my vulnerability, and once
again my brain and ability to think were shattered, not just by his hand, but by Nubsib taking my
hand, placing it on the zipper of my chest. his pants, and after pulling it down, he immediately
pressed my hand against the hard burn of his as if I had been holding it for so long!

With one hand on my back, Nubsib pulled me closer to him, and with the other he held our two
hardness together in his hands.

Looking at that pretty face, I could see in her confused eyes that she was holding back her desire. I
approached him and kissed Nubsib's lips once more…

I don't know how many hours my eyes had been closed, they opened slowly. And the first thing that
came to my eyes was the white and clean ceiling of my room, the round lamp was still the same
one that I saw every time I opened my eyes, but now everything looked blurry, also the dizziness

and the headache were going appearing little by little, so I chose to close my eyes one more time,
close them and open them again, I repeated this action two or three times, still very sleepy, so I

decided to sleep a little more, but...

One moment!

My eyes went wide and I immediately jumped out of bed and sat up when a signal came to my head.

Last night...

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There was a pause of no more than a few minutes before each image crept into my
mind, slowly, playing itself bit by bit.
I remember partying with my old friend from college, and because Tao said he was
going to treat me, I drank heavily, and then I think Nubsib came to pick me up, but how
did he come back? When did you get there? I do not remember!
I vaguely remember him helping me into the bedroom, twisted and mangled, and then…

- I'm going to do it with you!

- Shit…

My face was grim.

Alcohol makes me feel confused, like I'm at the point of separation between dream and
reality, but also literally unable to think of anything. When you're drunk, the brain
doesn't seem to be able to control the body at all, because when you're drunk, all our
deepest thoughts and anxieties are out in the open, and I was struggling with the high-
energy parts of my novel, and then I threw it all at Nubsib... and pushed him onto the
bed.

What the hell have I done!

I can't remember for sure what happened between me and Nubsib. When I fell asleep
after falling on top of each other, it was like this! Must have been! It shouldn't have
happened more than that!

It is not like this?

There must be nothing in me because when I move or stand up I don't feel any pain so
I can be sure that everything is still as it should be in me but... what about Nubsib?

-
…

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I froze in bed in shock, not reacting to the opening of the door until someone called my name
and I jerked awake.

- ¡Gene!

- ¡...¡

The well-known tall and well-built man, dressed in comfortable clothing, strode towards me,
his handsome face still sporting its usual slight smile.

- Why do you have that look?

-
…

When Nubsib laughs, I make a face like I've seen a ghost, and the more I want to ask that
question, the less I know what kind of face to make.

As I panicked inwardly, rolling my eyes and breaking out in a cold sweat down my back,
Nubsib came over to me and sat on the bed not a few inches from me, those sharp eyes
observing my current state for almost a minute without more, then one of his big, warm hands
brushed my face and once again I went rigid with shock.

- You do not feel good?

- A little headache! - I answered, speaking unconsciously.

- Then eat something to fill your stomach and then take some medicine while I go get it for
you!

- Hang on a minute!

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… When I came to my senses, my hands gripped Nubsib's arm, hard enough from anxiety that the
other man stumbled back half a step.

- What's happening?

Nubsib raised an eyebrow, and as for me, I didn't look at the other man for more than a few seconds
before I had to close my eyes and run.

- Last night…

- Hmm? What happened last night?

- Last night I…

I suddenly have a confidence deficit and looked at Nubsib, whose eyes seem to have a sparkle.

- Last night... nothing went wrong between us, right?

- Ask? - He raised an eyebrow. - What is the problem?

- A problem is a problem, you and me!

- No, there is nothing wrong with that!

- Does that mean that I have not done anything to you and that you are still normal? Everything the
same as before?

-
…

At the question Nubsib fell silent and my face turned and fell heavy once more.

- Why don't you say anything, if it's normal then answer me quickly that everything is normal, I
didn't do anything to you, right?

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I beg you, please, tell me, I haven't raped you yet.

- If something was also done... Nothing was done!

- Oh…

- But you touched me in that place, and besides, you kissed me hard several times!

- Shit! The breath that had lowered into my heart hadn't even had time to exhale before my head
turned into a curse, and the grip on my arm instantly loosened as if it had touched something
rolling hot.

Touch that place? A forced kiss!

Me and this guy...

The eyes look at the hand that "touched someone in that place" and feel that it is stupid and
redundant. Finally, trying to control myself, I spoke.

- Touching... touching that area shouldn't be a problem for boys, or yes!

-
…

- I am a boy, you are a boy, and in my unconscious state. Don't think too much...

- Think about it.

-
…

My words of comfort were cut off.

- If it was Mr. Gene, wouldn't someone else be arrested there?

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You can't play me like that. Try to compare with the other's words.

Okay, of course I have to think. I don't know how many men in the world watch
audiovisual movies with their male friends and dare to help themselves alongside,
or help each other. Even if I had a boyfriend or wife in my future, I would be the
one to make her happy, I wouldn't let my private part be touched by anyone.

It's not good to compare myself to something like that! But after what he said, I
tried to think differently…

- I don't think so…

- Your face says you're thinking about it.

- OK! Honestly, I think I'd hit the guy who grabbed my dick. Why didn't you hit me
in the mouth? Hit me and that's it!

This time Nubsib immediately frowned.

- How could I do that?

- Why not?

- I don't want your face to hurt! Saying this, she raised her hand to touch my face
once more, her eyes fixed on her fingertips caressing my face.

The next one changed to gentle pressure.

- If I do, it will hurt a lot, can you bear it?

- It's bearable!

- But I can't stand it!

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-
…
- I felt strange and pulled his hand down. - You are not the one who is being hit, you
cannot bear a…

- I can't stand to see you hurt, even a little!

-
…

- Also... if you report me, I'm sure I'll get fined!

- The point is that you haven't done anything... Okay, that's enough! I think we should go
back to the original topic, so with that being said... this was all my fault, sorry! But it's over
now, there's no going back!

- Saying that means... you're not going to be responsible for me?

- Why should I be responsible and for what?

It made me bristle, that handsome face moved a little closer to me, and I had to lean back
and step back a little. I couldn't control the heat on my face at the thought that I'd dropped
it on the bed.

Nubsib's low voice sounded slow, as if it were seductive.

- The point is that you touched me!

- Is that also going to be... responsible?

- I don't know about the others, but I take all this chastity stuff very seriously!

- Do you value chastity?

It was so damn unbelievable, it blew me away like someone holding up a trillion for nothing.

- Yes, I appreciate it!

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- Uh...

I was speechless, if I were normal I would have thrown my head back and laughed,
but all I could do now was scan the man in front of me up and down with disbelieving
eyes.

- You are a man, why do you value these things like a woman! Also, we are both
men! - At this point, my expression became a little more serious. - Just let it...
happen like this, right?

The fact that it was indecent and lewd abuse, despite occurring between people of
the same sex, could rise to the level of a lawsuit, both by men and women. Nubsib
gives me a little bit of a panic inside that something beyond the imagination might
happen, like... that he would report me warning me of a rape.

- I'm quite... sensitive to that kind of thing!

- Good! Good! How do you want me to take over?

At this, Nubsib smiled softly.

- I didn't want to get you in trouble, but, because I'm already yours!

- That?!

- I'll bother you to take care of me from now on!

My breathing hitched, I almost choked on air, my eyes went wide, and the next thing
I knew I was shaking my head.

- You're crazy, what's that about my boy, I got goosebumps hearing it, I'm not a
gangster! if I raped you, I would still have to marry you.

- That is sure!

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-
…

This is... The most amazing and maddening thing I've ever come across!

- It just can't be! I'm not taking care of anyone, I can't even take care of myself yet!

- Does it mean you're running away from responsibility?

- My God! People like you don't need anyone to be responsible at all, okay? Plus... you're moving
out of here this Tuesday!

-
…

Speaking of which, Nubsib looked at me, her beautiful face concealing guilt and grumbling. It also
reassured me, a great feeling of remorse clogged my heart. My lips pursed as I tried to think of a
solution to this matter.

I finally decided to lift the soft and thick blanket, at that moment I felt a chill as the cold wind blew
against my thighs, but the problem of the impasse made me ignore that and reach for one of
Nubsib's hands, the one closest to me, and place it over the middle of my blue underpants, to
immediately release her hand and cover myself with the covers again.

- I... I'll let you play again so that no one owes anyone anything!

-
…

-
…

It all happened very fast, in less than a minute, but after saying that! The air was silent and lasted

for almost five minutes.

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- Is...

- What are you laughing at...

What broke the silence was a soft laugh that rose from her throat, and Nubsib's expression,
which had been frozen at first, changed as she lowered her head slightly, as if she were
deliberately hiding a laugh.

- It's like you do such beautiful things!

- That?

- I wouldn't have thought anything if it was just a touch like that… - The taller man came a
little closer to me, with a satisfied smile at the corners of his mouth. - but you were
masturbating, grabbing. pawing and rubbing, so letting him touch you like that and saying
you give it back doesn't seem fair to me.

Shake, grab, touch... and squeeze!

-
…

- You once said that I didn't give you trouble, so even if there was more of me, it wouldn't
matter, right?

Nubsib moved away a bit, the smile on his mouth disappearing into a slight smile, looking
like the gentle prince again, and behaving seriously, the hand that he had just seized to
pick up and place in my place slowly raised and I saw that hand was getting closer to my
head.

Five long, slender fingers gently stroked my hair, which had been mussed since I woke
up from my nap.

- You don't dislike me, do you?

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- Yeah…

- You like me!

- ¿¡... !?

- The first time I saw you, my heart skipped a beat...

- Aaaaahhhhh!

Hearing those familiar words made my face feel like it was set on fire.

-I like it, my heart beat faster the first time I saw you!

It is true that alcohol does not make you forget everything, but why only remember these
embarrassing things?

- What's happening?

- I'm... I'm hungry!

My answer made him smile, but that smile implied some deeper meaning, he nodded softly,
withdrew his hand and stood up.

- I'm going to look for you, you didn't say you had a headache, take more medicine later.

- Okay, okay, go ahead! Thank you.

When he stopped looking at me, I dared to look at his broad back and watch him walk out of
the room. I let out a deep breath, feeling the awkward and strange air around me finally slowly
fade and dissipate.

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"You like me!"... Even though we don't mean anything particularly profound when we say
"like", it still tickles my heart when I hear it, and my face is still hot, but trying not to let my
brain think about what's wrong. that makes my face hot.

I made no promises to number 18, and the matter was dropped with no luck. It was my
fault it happened, and neither of us wanted to do it, but it was too dangerous. Although I
blamed myself, I thought about the possibility of this happening again in the future, and the
thought of letting Nubsib move out grew stronger and stronger.

Two more days… With that in mind, I searched for my phone, saw it right next to my pillow,
and took it to open LINE.

Gene: Tum, when are you coming back from the Outer House?

Gene: Come take care of it for me!

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 11.

Several hours had passed since the message was sent and there was still no
response from the other side. At about ten o'clock at night, I was in the
shower when I heard the faint ringing of several calls from my phone outside,
and when I got out of the shower I saw several missed calls from Tum on my
phone screen.

After sending that message at noon, Nubsib came back into my room with a
fragrant meal and, after handing me a box of pills and a glass of water, she
pulled up the chair in front of my desk and sat down next to me, then looked
at me. He stared intently in a way that made it look like he was waiting to help
me clear the dishes. And I had to force myself to get the food to my mouth as
fast as possible under that rain of stares.

Only after gulping down the food Nubsib had given me at the speed of light,
stroking my round belly and telling him I wanted to go back to sleep, did the
other man agree to smile and say goodnight, rubbing my face and neck. hair
before leaving finally satisfied.

I stared at that broad back with weird eyes… No, Nubsib was the
down.

[Hour!]

As I was thinking about it, I opened the closet and fumbled with my hands for
my pajamas, and Tum's voice came suddenly from the phone dialing from
my shoulder.

[What were you doing? Why didn't you turn on the video?]

I just ignored his question and just asked.

- When exactly are you going back to Bangkok?

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[Hey? What's happening? Where do you want to buy me a drink?]

- Your house!

I guess I'll stay away from alcoholic beverages for the rest of my life.

- Will you be back in time for Tuesday?

[I should be able to, I'll probably get there early Tuesday morning.]

- Just in time then. It wasn't until then that my tone began to perk up a bit. - Pick up
Nubsib around the corner.

[Pick up Nub… huh?!]

- Hmm.

[Pick up Sib… Pick up my people! Pick up to where?]

- Oh, pick him up and take him somewhere else. He was going to stay with me for a
month, until Tuesday.

Tum was silent for a long moment, as if trying to find an answer in Nubsib, and then
proceeded to ask softly in a voice several degrees lower in disbelief.

[You've… talked to him already.]

- I've already talked about it. I have mentioned it to you before. You do not remember?

[Oh!] Her voice sounded like she had returned to normal. [And what did Sib say? Is
everything packed up?]

- Not yet.

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[Oh yeah, it doesn't have many things.]

- No, Sib said she would continue to live here, so she didn't start packing.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a choking on his saliva on the other end of the line,
followed by several consecutive coughs, which made the other end of the line hear
my frown.

[Wait… wait… wait, is Sib going to stay?]

- Yes, it was really the right decision to let you pick it up.

[...]

I turned on the speaker, tossed the phone on the bed, grabbed my pajamas and put
them on, my head barely out of my collar not caring about the pile of clothes still
hanging around my neck, and immediately turned my head to look at the phone.

- Because you say nothing?

[I think it's better if you talk to him beforehand.]

- We discussed it, but... well, there was a problem so we didn't continue the
discussion, or we just let you help solve it.

[No! This is definitely not going to work, I think you should talk to him and get his
permission first, and if he decides he wants to move, come back to me when he's
packed, and I promise to drive and move his stuff to his new place in a hurry then.]

- What a waste of my breath, can't you just pretend you're here to help your boy
pack?

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Actually… I had a reason for doing what I did. I didn't want to tell him and
I didn't want to see Nubsib's reproachful look.

Then I could take the initiative and end this sooner, now that I don't have
the thick skin of a wall to lick to argue with the other.
person.

[Talk to the other person first to be sure. Really, trust me on this.]

- What the hell are you saying!

[Hey! Gene, I dare not…]

- Do not you dare! I looked up at the clock. - One way or the other! Don't
forget to come on Tuesday, if you don't I'll make sure you see the good stuff.
that I am.

[¡¡¡Gene!!!]

I ignored her miserable wail and went over to pick up the phone and hit
the end button before plugging in the charging cable, then sat on my butt
on the end of the bed and grabbed a towel to wipe my damp hair. The
confused look I had at that moment was a reflection of my true self, as I
hadn't been able to collect my confused thoughts until now. I wiped my
hair and lost myself in my own thoughts, and after about ten minutes had
passed and I still couldn't make sense of it, I finally shook my head and
tossed the towel aside.

Normally I'm lazy to wear cotton slippers, but today I took it upon myself to
stick my feet under the bed and grab them, because they don't make any
noise when I walk around in them, so I can go quietly into the living room
without worrying about being seen nubsib.

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Since I haven't eaten anything since the meal Nubsib brought me in the
morning, I'm starving, so I try to cook instant noodles to pamper my
stomach.

Carefully turning the knob, I opened the door a tiny crack, and when I
stuck my head in I found the lights were off outside, plunging me into
darkness.

He's probably sleeping already. It's still the start of college tomorrow.
Relieved, I tiptoed over and turned on the small orange light inside the
kitchen, then pulled out a pot and filled it with water and brought it to a
boil on the induction cooker, checking the fridge in between waiting for
the kettle to come to a boil. water to see if there was anything I could
cook along with. Brussels sprouts… minced meat? Will I still have this in
my fridge?

- Is this edible?

- Of course.

- Shit!

The box with the mincemeat inside went flying in my hand almost throwing
itself into the arms of the floor, but luckily there were hands reaching
below my waist to catch it. I sighed in relief, but immediately quickly
turned around and backed away as soon as I thought of this current
situation.

- ¿Nub... Nubsib?

Nubsib was silent in baggy pajamas, and I muttered in my mind,

wondering when the boy got behind me. However, a sudden low voice in
my ears scared my little heart almost to a halt.

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- Cooking for comfort? - The corners of her thin lips smiled slightly upwards.

- Uh… Yes. And you, why are you still awake? It's too late.

I said with a slightly unnatural expression, the reason I had held back my hunger for so
long in the room was because I didn't want to meet him, and for that reason I had held
back and traded the big pizza dinner I had planned for noodles. instant.

- The light from the kitchen filters into my room through the door.

- Oh… okay, I understand, I'll cook it faster, go to bed, I'll turn off the lights as soon as
it's done.

- I'm not sleepy yet.

- Go back to lie down for a while and you will be sleepy. - Nubsib gently shook his head.

- I don't want to sleep yet.

- Close your eyes and meditate for a while and you will be sleepy, believe me I'm right!

The man in front of him lost his voice and laughed.

- Are you in such a hurry to kick me out, are you still shy because of the incident last
night?

The box of minced meat almost slipped out of my hand again.

- Ufff… What happened last night? Think that tomorrow morning you have to go to
university, how are you going to get up early tomorrow if you don't go to bed early?

- I don't have class tomorrow, and the only thing I have to do is that the team has a
shoot at two in the afternoon.

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- Oh…

Anyway, I no longer have any excuse to return him to his room.

There was a silence on both sides and I suddenly felt a little awkward, not
knowing what to say next. Luckily, the water in the pot boiled and bubbled,
relieving me just in time, and I took the opportunity to turn around and grab a
spoon to scoop the minced meat out of the plastic box.

Again!

- Oh… shit!

Being a little impatient because I was aware of a stern vision looking at me from
behind, caused the minced meat I took out to accidentally roll forcefully into the
pot in a free fall position, splashing some water, and my hand was rightly burned.
by the hot water that splashed.

Now even this piece of meat is going to intimidate me a little...

With a confused look, the plastic box in my hand was yanked away by a large,
broad hand before I had a chance to react, while my burnt hand was yanked and
dragged by the other hand and placed under the sink faucet, turning it on and
letting the cold water from the faucet soak into her, as well as gently cleaning the
burned area with her thumb. Still unsteady on my feet, I blinked back and forth
from my hand and Nubsib's handsome face with a scowling frown.

- Uh…

- Go sit there!

- Huh?

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- I'll cook it for you.

- No, I'll do it myself. - Nubsib narrowed his eyes.

- It wouldn't be good to do it again like you just did, would it?

- It's just a splash of water, not that the whole pot is hot.

- But didn't it burn too?

- That's the measure of anyone who has been burned by water!

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He gave a troubled expression and reached out to push me away, I took a few steps to put
some distance between him and me, but the next moment he was pushing me straight into
the hall, the jerks pulling me.
they got a little dizzy.

In the end I had to raise the white flag, turn my head and say I'd walk him downstairs, and
despite not naming him, Tum immediately nodded.

Once we got downstairs, he stopped muttering and waved at me before getting in the car.

It made me a little sad to see him in such a hurry. He must have been very tired after
coming back from the outer capital, and he must have wanted to go back to rest as soon
as possible, so I just told him that I would buy him dinner next time and closed the car door
for him.

It was exactly 7 in the morning, it had been a while since dawn and my stomach was
rumbling. Thinking that Nubsib must still be upstairs waiting for him to come back, I
immediately turned around and entered the elevator, and when I opened the door, I saw
Nubsib sitting calmly on the sofa like
before.

The other man who just passed in front of the sofa got up.

-
…

- He is angry with me!

I was a bit surprised by the soft tone of the first words.

Angry at…? What kind of anger? I have tried looking for it, but I don't feel that emotion
called anger in me.

- If I continue to live here.

- If it's really what you need, that's fine with me.

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- It is necessary.

-
…

- Very necessary.

- I'm responsible for you because I masturbated you… - I can barely hold my breath.

But she couldn't help but laugh softly without anticipating whether she would mention it or not.
no.

- It's okay if you want to think like that.

- I can let you continue living but I'm not responsible for taking care of you haha, I'm not afraid
to tell you that right now I can't even take care of myself. Actually… - I tried to explain it to
him. To show how sincere the conversation we were having was, I decided that I would look
him in the eye and tell him. - If you don't do anything that embarrasses me, I won't care much.
If I need you to do something, you don't have to do it if you don't want to, just do what you
normally do and don't bother doing anything for me.

Nubsib stared at me and, to confirm the truth of what I had just

hearing, I nodded and repeated what I had just said.

Number 18 himself said that he wanted to make things better between us, didn't he? And so
he forced himself to do things he didn't have to do…like what he did when he was drunk. But
that was how I got to know Nubsib better.

- And you don't have to… well… do anything!

- Shake hands.

- I know, but what good is a handshake?

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Suddenly, Nubsib reached out and took my hand as I looked at her, then looked up and
smiled at me with a puzzled look.

- I have heard that if you hold hands you can feel the other's heart.

-
…

Highly strung…

- I can't read your mind, this will allow me to read you!

- I meant every word I said.

His voice sounded a little wickedly husky, and I didn't pull my hand away, unable to resist
letting my eyes peek out to see his long, slender fingers move ever so slightly.

When the two hands came together without a single seam, I realized that Nubsib's hands
were smooth and broad.

- Gene.

- Oh yeah?

- You didn't make me do that mutually masturbating thing.

-
…

- I also talked to Gene about me, right? He was really trying to help.

- So...um

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- So now exactly... Does Gene still want me to move? - Nubsib withdrew the focus of
the discussion and upon hearing such words I made an effort to observe the other's
face before choosing to ask him in turn.

- Why do you want to live here so much?

- Because I want to live with Gene.

- Then why do you have to live with me again? You obviously have many friends to
choose from.

- I like Gene.

- How?... Oh!

My body suddenly went rigid and my eyes widened without a word as I looked at the
person who was a step away from me.

Nubsib… like me?

- Uh… wait. I raised my other hand and waved it. - As?

- Yes like…

The first moment I heard these words, the blood in my veins seemed to boil as if, feeling
a very peculiar and strange sensation gushing out uncontrollably, filled with joy without
a single element of disgust mixed in. Right after, the violently pounding heart only
calmed down a bit.

Stop… stop Where did I get the idea that this is so!

- Don't you have…anyone else you like? The one who can appreciate all your heart.

-
…

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Seeing Nubsib's silence convinced me more and continued.

- So that's why you like living here better, right?

Because Nubsib liked him and had confessed to him on that drunken occasion.
The fact that we had this level of good interaction allowed me to feel comfortable
with the person in front of me, which is probably why Nubsib wanted to live with
me instead of someone else.

I don't know why I feel a little joy and pride inside when I think about it. oh! It's a
great feeling to have someone like you, especially someone who is loved by
everyone, like that boy.

Gene, this is...

- Yeah?

At first Nubsib just sat quietly, but now the smile on her face was gradually
widening, almost merging with mine, even if it wasn't very bright. I gently shook
my head.

- That's what makes me like it.

-...? Hmm. You are my big baby too, I like you too.

Even if it's a little embarrassing, it's better to vent things out beforehand so you
don't make the other person take things too seriously. In the end I finished.

- If you want to stay here and just live, stay for now until that drama you're filming
ends.

- Isn't Gene going to kick me out?

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- Hey! Didn't I tell you that no one is trying to kick you out? In fact, at first I didn't want
to kick you out.

- Yeah! No hurry.

- It's good to understand, you can let go of your hand, I get goosebumps.

-
…

Nubsib smiled and fell silent. I, for my part, withdrew my hand.

- Let's eat something, I'm hungry.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 12.

[Gene's skills in describing love affairs have improved a lot lately.]

- Really?

[Well, the details are realistically written, and now you also start to describe
some of the feelings of the male subject, much better than the old book.]

The editor's praise came across the phone and almost made me jump as I sat
in front of my laptop, my other hand that wasn't gripping the phone balled into
a fist and if I wasn't facing my editor I probably would have yelled. aloud.

Anyone would be happy to know that their work has been praised and that
their writing has improved.

What would be good for dinner tonight? The large pizza combo feels great.

[So wicked. Has someone taught you a lesson, huh?]

- ¡…!

I was thinking about how to treat myself, but I couldn't stop a smile from
spreading on my face.

- No, senpai, although writing a novel requires some real experiences, but not
to that extent!

[Just kidding, you're so scared your voice is shrill!]

- Just senpai making it look like I like boys.

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[I'm just saying that if someone taught you, it could have been a girl, right?]

Listening to the explanation on the other end of the phone my face was so red it
could have dripped blood and it had a tendency to spread all over my body. Luckily
I couldn't see anyone while I was on the phone, so I coughed lightly to hide my
embarrassment and dispel the crazy thoughts in my brain, then quickly found a
new topic to ramble on.

When the other person finally hung up after a few minutes, I turned my head to the
desk of my small laptop, scrolled to the chapter I had already submitted to the
publisher yesterday, and hit the open button to look at it again.

-
…

I swear that…I will never mention to anyone that the representation of this was
pieced together from the few vague bits of memory left in my head from the stupid
things I did that day I got drunk.

I can't even count how much that shit with Nubsib has inspired this ongoing novel.

Thinking about it and thinking about that night made my face flush again, I don't
know why sometimes I blush and get hot so easily, and sometimes I get so hot
that I get a little irritable. I went over and closed the laptop, bowing my head and
going outside to get a drink of water to relieve myself of the heat.

Ever since that day I made the appointment with the boy from Tum, I have been
so involved in the hectic work of writing a novel that, except for one day when I got
up early and went home to visit my mother, I have been a cat in my room 24 hours
a day since then.

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Today Nubsib went to school early in the morning and I slept until afternoon,
our schedules are very inconsistent. The first thing I did when I woke up today
was to open the shooting schedule that Hin sent me a while ago and I saw that
it said that the crew had to shoot this afternoon and it's still a little early for the
crew to start today let alone wait for it to finish. ...so number 18 definitely won't
be back so soon today.

Let's just say curiosity got the better of me and I went back to my room to find
my phone to find out something about the team, and when I clicked on the
hashtag #BadEngineerTheseries, the title of the drama adapted from the novel,
someone from the team posted some photos of their work. .

FarLaLa @farla14 June 18

Because someone came up and asked about the brother, how many times
does that answer mean? It seems that Nubsib has something in mind. #Bad
EngineerTheseries# #Sib Oei# #Kint Namcha#

(Short video)

Comments16 Retweets2654 Likes1431

I frowned, the first tweet I clicked to see was already this popular, and this was
uploaded a week ago. It was a small video of the type that this tweeter had
broadcast watching IG live at that time, and when I saw the name of Nubsib I
pressed play with curiosity and expectation.

The camera is pointed at Nubsib, in a white T-shirt over a jean jacket, the
image flies by as if he is sitting in a very famous coffee shop in a large shopping
mall, with a loud conversation coming from the speakers, and as the phone of
the shot zooms in on the source, the familiar voice can guess who it is without
even listening carefully.

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"Sib, someone asked a question about whether you and Oei went to the same high school."

Tom's voice...

I know Sib has an official studio IG account, Tum is the one who manages that account… Look at
the tone of his voice and his disciplined use of words, not a single profanity, that's too much of an
act, if he didn't know that he's the representative of Nubsib, you'd probably think he's a partner of
that Nubsib guy.

"Well? Here, look at the camera."

This time Nubsib cooperated by looking at the camera as requested, and although it wasn't a real
person, she detected a bit of a twinkle in the eyes, and a comment appeared in the lower left
corner of the screen, with a bunch of hearts. whizzing up where the hem of the

White T-shirt.

"Hmm."

"Wow, look at this one, and the one that asks if you two are close friends."

"Don't know."

It's like there's something there.

Despite the obvious rejection of that response, he made the private relationship seem more
meaningful and intriguing than his "I don't know," and so the little video ended. I guess everyone
who saw the little video, including me and the person it was edited for, thought the same thing, so
this spike in retweets is only the second of the popular one, and another new track I just posted.

to see:

#SibOei#

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I stared at those two words for a while…

Lately, BL dramas are becoming more and more accepted by the public, and
without exception, all actors who have participated in BL dramas are also
rated as on-screen CPs working together, and Nubsib and Oei should be no
exception. I guess I didn't know because I was so busy working on my new
novel that the adaptation of my novel got so much attention and noise before
it aired.

Go see the cast, just go see them perform and come back, I really feel like a
super lazy writer.

Then swipe down to continue reading.

Kim Taehyung's mom fan @tear_1998 June 22

Click… The photo comes from a friend from S University, it looks like they are
working on a script together, pairing up and kissing… OMG, I want to see
them kiss wildly. SibOei# #Bad# EngineerTheseries#

(Photo) (Photo) (Photo)

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It's a little blurry because it's a closer shot, but you can still make out the tall
figure sitting on a folding chair, Nubsib, who is preparing for his next scene
with a script in hand and a wooden box with some bottles of water and lunch
boxes stacked next to him, while a smaller Oei is chatting face to face with
Nubsib on the other side, beaming.

That image makes you want to gossip about what they are talking about. I
ended up clicking on the SibOei thread, and there were all kinds of tweets,
videos and photos from IG, it was like Nubsib's mini IG. Every time Nubsib
tweeted, Oei would reach out and comment and "like", then all the photos
would be downloaded and retweeted.

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By the time I replied I had been flipping through this thread for almost an hour,
watching my eyes get in the way before I gave up putting my phone away and putting
it aside on the table, then showered and changed, grabbed my contact lenses,
grabbed my bag and keys I got out of the car and headed for the door and downstairs.

- Hello Mr. Gene!

- Hello! It's shooting right now, right?

You came to the set...

- Yes, today we are going to shoot the scene in the bathroom next to the cheerleading
club room. Mr. Gene will be able to enter through this door. - An employee who knew
me pointed me in the right direction and I looked in the direction he indicated and
nodded my thanks.

After going through the small door next to me, I looked around all corners as if caring
about the cheerleading club room scene that would appear many times. This scene
was set in a gymnasium, and it was unavoidable to see black cables of various
thicknesses strewn across the floor at that time of day, and when I looked up, I saw
reflectors and various filming equipment at each end of the corridor surrounding the
two people who were there, in a scene in which they walked face to face and bumped
shoulders when passing each other.

I stopped not far from them and tried to lean towards the crew who didn't know me so
as not to interrupt their work. The shoot was underway, and the image was of the
taller Nubsib, with slightly curly hair and full makeup, standing in front of another guy
who was also wearing a varsity uniform that looked well-fitting and flashy and
highlighted a more amiable demeanor. .

Is this the scene where Kint and Tawan fight and grab Namcha?

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At first, they were shooting the pre-story synopsis of the male lead and the boy who
plays Tawan who didn't have any scenes to shoot yet, but now that they were getting
into the core part of the plot, the script needed to add more scenes of Tawan, thus
making the two protagonists more different and the plot more dramatic.

- P’Gene.

While watching the couple's performance spellbound, a clear and sweet voice rang out,
and at the same time gently tugging on the sleeve, and the smallest Oei came up to me
at some point and gave me that cute smile.

- Ah.

- I can't believe you're here today!

- Today I was just free.

- Come back often, I haven't seen P'Gene in a while. Oh yeah, I even bought the novel.
- Little Oei said enthusiastically, with those sharp eyes shining like stars. - I brought it
by chance, can P'Gene sign it for me?

My jaw dropped when I found out that he had sold another copy of my book.

- Sure, bring it, then I'll sign it for you.

- Thank you! Oei gave a "yay" of happiness, then strutted to grab her bag and within
moments was coming back with a book and a sweet pink signature pen.

I quickly signed my name and drew a very pretty heart as an addition. I handed the book
back to Oei, but he didn't leave and we talked for a long time until the crew saw us and
brought us each a folding chair and a bottle of ice water for us.

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- I'm more excited and happy than usual that P'Gene is here.

- Do you have to act again later?

- Yes, a scene in the bathroom. - Said the white face slowly leaking a pinch of blood, and
I blinked at all of it.

The scene in the bathroom?

My head was flying to the plot of my own novel, after Kint and Tawan met, Kint found out
that Namcha and Tawan were dating that incident, so he got jealous and pulled the male
subject into the bathroom, locked the bathroom door vigorously and pinned him against
the wall and kissed him hard…

The plot went like this and my expression turned embarrassing.

- Oh, come on!

Guilty as charged! I forgot that Oei likes Nubsib… No wonder he is so shy knowing that
he can kiss the person he likes.

- That's fine thanks!

Then we started not talking, not knowing what to say next, and so did Oei, and the
atmosphere suddenly became tense and depressing.

- Well, I go ahead and...

- P’Gene.

I got up and was about to say I had to go to the bathroom, but Oei next to me reached
out and grabbed me so I had to sit back down.

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- P'Gene knows I like Nubsib too, right?

Shit! Give me a little time to make up a lie, will you?

- What does brother Gene think I should do now? Should I confess my love
to Sib? But I'm afraid that after confessing to Sib he'll ignore me afterwards. -
Oei continued to drawl his words without thinking for what seemed like a long
time, not giving me any chance to escape at all, with a frustrated and sad
face he continued. - P'Gene saw it well too, now Sib doesn't even want to
worry about me.

-
…

- I don't know what to do, I think P'Gene would understand me if he could

write a novel like this.

- Well, I think Nubsib is a straight guy, so if he likes girls, it's no wonder he

doesn't think the same about you. - I answered neutrally.

- Which means there's no hope for me, right?

- Also…

I do not know either! I honestly don't know… The way he's uploading himself
makes it hard to know how to respond at all, and besides, he wasn't going to
respond in the first place.

I didn't answer again, but when I saw that Oei looked like she was about to
cry, I asked again scared so she wouldn't really cry.

- So, Oei wants to try? How to write a love letter?

- Writing a love letter? - Oei was silent for a moment, turned her head towards
me and forced a smile. - P'Gene is also very handsome, but doesn't that form
look too old-fashioned?

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- By Line. - I say it because I see it: Oei is a person with very thin skin. -
So Oei, is there any other better way to do this?

- In fact, I have decided to try to take the initiative and make it clear to Bb.

- Take the iniciative?

"Yes." The melancholy drained from Oei's face as he continued. -

I want to try taking Nubsib out to dinner with me after work today, I heard he's
been staying at P'Gene's lately, and then take him over to P'Gene's apartment
after dinner, is that okay?

Oei's face was as radiant as a blossoming flower when she met him.

he said, patiently waiting for my response to the question, and that hopeful look
made me nod, but my heart was as bitter as if I had eaten a yellow straw.

My God, why would Oei ask me such a question?

I'm super bummed about this, even though I write romance novels, I'm not very
good at love stuff, I don't even have a partner, and I was never helpful when my
best friend came to me in college to talk about their shitty relationship and ask aid.

- So in that case, P'Gene helps me, just ask Sib to come with me to eat... or
something like that.

Hearing such words, I fell silent again.

- Very good!

- I think it is better that Oei talk to Nubsib himself about this.

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For the record, it's not that I don't want to help, Nubsib is temporarily living in my
apartment, but I have no right to ask people to do this or that, but apparently Oei can't
understand it.

- I'm just saying it for myself, okay phi, or else...

- Cut!!!

The headmaster's bell cry saved my life, and Oei immediately stopped and turned his
head to look for Nubsib. I exhaled gently through my mouth, and then I saw Oei get
up, grab some water, and enthusiastically hand it over to Nubsib, who was walking
toward us.

- Sib, here, water for you.

The taller one nodded gently in acknowledgment, reached out and took it but didn't
open it to drink, then turned to me and said.

- Well, here we are today.

- ¡Ah! Mmm.

- I see you've been here talking, aren't you going to watch my show?

Ever since I told Sib to be her true self without having to break the rules, she's been
saying these half-playful, half-joking things to me, like she is now, after I caught sight
of those seductive eyes and realized that Despite the deliberate condescending look
from the person saying it, the truth was not the same.

- Tired of looking at it.

- Not like me at all, I never get tired of seeing Gene no matter how long I see him.

- Mmm… Go sit down and rest a bit.

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- Then Gene and I will go together, P'Tum is there too. As she said that,
she reached out her broad hand and gently tickled the back of my hand
on the arm of the folding chair with her fingertips, laughing out loud when
she saw me slap her away with a disgusted face.

- No, it's quite comfortable here too.

- Sib.

As Nubsib and I shuffled around like elementary school kids, Oei had been
watching for a long time, so she just said Nubsib's name under her breath,
a hint of complaint in her tone. Since the other guy had just asked me to
be their love cupid to help them fix things, I immediately understood what
Oei was thinking right now.

What sin! It's because that Nubsib bastard only talks to me.

- That?

Nubsib immediately turned to the direction the voice came from when he
heard the shouting, Oei quickly changed his expression to a happy one
and tore his arm from his friend's big hands and said to Nubsib.

- Let's eat together today, I invite. We're going to Hotel M from last time,
and I'll take you to P'Gene's apartment after dinner.

-
…
- But Nubsib frowned slightly and said.

- Another time.

- Because? Just for today, Bb, you don't have anywhere to go next, do
you? P'Gene has something to do later, and if you come back now you'll
be bored alone. It's a deal haha I'll buy you later so it's a deal.

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The smile on Oei's face gradually widened, and the slightly elongated
voice sounded as if he was deliberately trying to please the other
person, and as for me, I almost twisted my neck from turning my head
too quickly to look at Oei.

- Gene has something else, doesn't he?

I would also like to ask what else I have to do?

- They…

Before I could finish my sentence, the director's yell for the departments
to fall into place began again, and because I was worried it was too
late, I didn't let the cast and crew rest for too long, and all the make-up
artists. they quickly ran towards the heroes to hurry up and fix their
makeup.

Nubsib and Oei had to go there together to get ready, and I watched
behind them for a while, watching Oei even open his mouth to say
something to try to convince his friend, while Nubsib cocked his head
in response, but not knowing what did they both say because it was too
far away.

It wasn't until a crew member came over and asked me to sit on the
other side of the room that what was to be shot next was a bathroom
scene that was constrained by space and where you could only letting
in a handful of equipment for filming, mostly a few cameras. Of course,
the images captured by these devices were saved and transmitted to
the monitors located outside, where the director and several assistants
sat to watch those monitors.

I was sitting in a position where I could also clearly see all four
surveillance screens, and after about twenty minutes, the actors, crew,
and machines all dug in at the same time, and the director immediately
gave the order in loud start rolling.

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The first shot is of the path in front of the bathroom, where footsteps are
heard before a tall, college-age-looking person is seen desperately
dragging a smaller person behind him, the one in front opening the
bathroom door earlier. Before it slams shut again, the smaller person
flailing her arms and struggling until her back is pressed firmly against
the wall.

The camera pans to Kint's face, who now expresses very accurately that
he is fuming, but is still trying to contain his emotions.

- P'Kint… it hurts.

- It's only good if it hurts, so that brain of yours will learn to be smarter
and not do stupid things like piss me off again.

The entire body of the smallest was imprisoned between the tallest and
the wall while both arms were pressed by the large and strong hands at
the same time. The camera in the center of the shot moves slowly
outwards in order to capture the behavior of the two actors and the close-
ups.

The two faces came closer and closer until the breathing of the two men
mingled with the sound of their breathing, which became more and more
heavy, so heavy that the radio, not far away, immediately next to the
camera, heard it. picked up, just ever so slightly, but with unusual clarity.

Everyone's eyes fixed almost unblinkingly on the scene that followed, as

I looked away and stood up.

- Is something wrong with Mr. Gene?

The closest staff member to me spoke up and asked, and I shook my

head and said.

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- Nothing, I'm just a little hot.

Rebuffing the staff's attempts to grab an extra-large fan to blow with me, I headed
outside, which was lit by an oversized street lamp despite the darkening sky.

The sky felt more open and clear here, and I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

What time does it end...

Just as I was standing up and wandering off into space, a deep voice reached my
ears.

- Okay, okay, okay. I know. We also climb a lot. Is not sufficient? Do you want it
to be as popular as possible? You can command your brother for all the work he's
not taking. I just spoke to Em's sister, she wants to make more money these days
so it's okay to let her do this traditional post.

I immediately followed the sound and then clearly saw… my friend.

- Goal.

- Shit! - He jumped in surprise. - G... Gene? Snotty, suddenly stepping out of the
shadows, scaring the hell out of me.

- I'm sorry.

He turned his head and gave me a fierce face, waved for me to wait, then turned
to continue talking on the phone.

- No little sister, he's my friend, okay, okay, I know, I'll send you more photos later.
Well, that's all for now. No problem oh! Upload it to Google Cloud first, and then
share it with me. Okay, okay, then I'll hang up now. - Tum

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She put her phone away and turned to look at me with narrowed eyes. -
What brings you here today, huh?

- Oh, I'm a little bored of staying at home today.

- Bored of staying at home? This is the sun rising from the west, is a guy like you
bored of staying at home too? Does Sib know you're here?

- I know, we were talking before shooting this scene.

- Oh, uh. It's good that you're here, so I don't have to take Sib to your apartment
today.

We talked for a while, then changed positions and went to a stone bench a short
distance away to sit down. At first Tum invited me back to the set, but now they were
shooting on the set and it was hot and noisy and the view outside felt more open
and comfortable now that nobody was there.

We talked for almost an hour, and when the sound of the director saying "cut" to
finish came to our ears from inside through the gym walls, Tum and I had to walk
back to the set.

- Shit, it itches, a mosquito has bitten me. Why am I the only one that gets bitten?

- Your blood is sweet, so they bite you specifically.

- This type of lies is to deceive children. I once read a scientific article that said that
mosquitoes have no preference for any type of blood, they just prefer the same odor,
like feet.

- Oh, so you have body odor. Tom joked.

- Bastard, who was it that said that my blood was sweet?

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- Sr. Gene.

Tum and I were talking and laughing as we made our way to the private room that the
crew had used as a cast lounge, located under the stands, when Nubsib's gravelly voice
came on, and I looked up to see those sword brows twitch. they moved slightly.

- Where he has gone?

- Oh, going out with Tum, you haven't changed yet.

- I was busy looking for Mr. Gene. - He spoke without forgetting to stare at me with that
stern look, it was too late for me, who was talking to my friend, to react and before I could
open my mouth to respond, the other person's voice sounded again. -

Can you please stay in my line of sight in the future?

- ¡Ah!?

- Or I'll be so worried that I won't be able to concentrate on my work.

-
…

I stiffened immediately as Nubsib headed the other way, closing the curtain and beginning
to change. It was a while before he moved his body slightly, blinked, and turned his head
to look at Nubsib.

I had just gone out for a while… is it necessary to worry people so much?

- That's not really true. - Tum, who was next to me, came up and patted me on the shoulder.

- Not as much as your hell.

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- I'm hungry.

- Then hurry up and help pack Sib's things.

Tum pointed to the messy makeup tools and other sundries in the makeup case on the
table. The leather case had a luxury brand label printed on top and was open. I was
surprised to see that my friend had gone this far with the makeup he used for his own
children, and my eyes widened as he gingerly gathered up his things and stuffed them into
another bag.

I was a bit bored so I had to sit on a bench and play on my phone.

- That's right, it's over for today.

- ¿...?

- I'll be out in a minute. Oh wait a minute. I promise that I will continue to be as good as
before.

I immediately looked up at my friend's slightly excited voice to see him standing there with
a big smile on his face talking on the phone.

- What are you doing?

- Shh! I am in the air. - He whispered as he turned around.

- ¡¿Ah?!

- Doing the IG of Bb live. - This time he covered one side of his mouth

with her hand and whispered slowly in sync with her lips, as if she was trying to make me
understand, and immediately turned her head towards the camera and smiled and
whispered. - Well, see you in a while, hmmmm? With

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who am i talking about? Oh the author, he's here for a visit, you can follow him,
enter the author's pseudonym and search to find his tweet.

It puzzled me a bit to see him return to the subject so expertly and I swiftly shut
up... he has opted for me in front of the fans.

Usually, some famous actors, stars, Internet stars or other celebrities usually do a
little online live broadcast on IG or Facebook, but most of it is done by themselves.
Usually it's about playing the guitar for the fans or interacting and chatting with
them etc. But, apparently, now it is a new model, since number 18 himself is solely
responsible for content updates, including live streaming and the official IG account.

Well… for Nubsib he can only use this mode as well, trying to get him to do these
things must be difficult because he's a non-talker.

¡¡¡WOW!!!

- Whoa, here we go, here we go.

The locker room curtain was just drawn and Tum immediately walked up to the
camera and said he was pointing the camera at his own little man.

I watched as Nubsib's eyebrows twitched slightly, followed by a slight smile on the

ground, as if he was used to it, and he said a few short words to the camera as he
walked towards us.

Tum turned the camera to keep a close eye on the back, and when Nubsib
approached me, I stood up decently not wanting to go on his stream. But before I
could lift my butt out of the chair, Nubsib was sitting next to me on his butt, and on
the other side of me was the pillar and a table set up in front, there was no way I
could get out of the way.

- Sib, joder…

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I was about to scream, but I reacted in time to shut my mouth immediately and
shove my hand onto the other's arm.

- Are you going to the Paragon event? Well, it depends on the schedule, are you
free during that time Bb?

- It should be OK.

… Nubsib just ignored me and was too busy listening to Tum and answering
questions from the fans. After pushing back and forth several times, he moved
his arm slightly as if he was annoyed and reached out to clamp my hand tightly
in his own lap. I got even more confused and turned my face to ask quietly.

- Sib, what are you doing?

- Huh?

- Move, I want to get up.

- Let's wait for P'Tum to finish his transmission first, just a little more. -
Nubsib whispered to me just as I finished speaking, looking down and whispering
in my ear.

I was so full of helplessness that in the end I had to put my hand out first and lip
sync with Tum, 'Don't record me.' He made an OK gesture...

Then Tum started reading fan messages for Nubsib to reply to, and it was all
great.

That means I'm going to sit here and wait for him to finish reading those
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that of any other celebrity and say goodbye to the fans who are watching the broadcast
before turning it off and putting your phone back on the table.

- What the hell, why do you have to do it live here, why don't you do it when you get
home? - I couldn't help but say it.

- Now we don't live together and we don't usually have much time to broadcast live,
so what difference does it make if fans climb each other's walls.

- You can come to my house live. When have I stopped you?

- Well... don't get angry when you're hungry, go back to...

¡Pum Pum! ¡Pum Pum!

Tum's words were interrupted by a knock on the door, the door to this room under the
stands was made of glass and was normally covered by a cloth curtain thrown over it,
but now the curtain was drawn so you could see clearly to the person who was
standing in front of the door.

A thin man with a sheepish smile stood in front of the door, wearing a bunny ear
sweatshirt over his college uniform, Tum walked over and opened the door for him,
the other man nodded slightly in acknowledgment before walking over to Nubsib and
stop.

Those round eyes looked first at me, who was sitting next to her boyfriend, before
looking away and beaming at Nubsib.

- Sib are you ready, let's eat.

Here we go again…

I moved slightly, trying to get up but unable to, I had no choice but to sit quietly trying
to reduce my presence.

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not wanting anything to do with the two of them. Saying that, but the truth is that
my eyes couldn't help but look to the side and out of the corner of my eye I caught
Nubsib's eyebrow lift slightly.

- Didn't we say we would do it another time?

- Is it really not possible today? If we go back now, what will Sib eat? - Oei's face
fell.

-
…

- It won't take me long, I'll take you after dinner, okay? - Oei pleaded in a low voice
for a while, perhaps because with that face and that pretty gesture, looking at him
wouldn't be unpleasant.

- What does Mr. Gene think?

As I sat quietly playing dumb and confused, the voice of number 18 rang out and
called me to answer his question.

- Oh! That?

- Does Mr. Gene want me to go?

-
…

Why do you have to ask me? …

When Nubsib asked that, both Oei and Tum gave me prying, worried glances from
different directions.

- I won't go if Mr. Gene says no.

- Uh… - my eyes drifted away not knowing what to say to that and I finally
whispered. - Whatever, to go or not to go, it's up to you, right?

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- Which means that if I go Mr. Gene has no problem with it, right?

-
…

My head dropped suddenly until I saw a slight smile appear on Nubsib's handsome face.

What if Nubsib goes to…?

Before I try to say anything, Nubsib looks at me with a smile in her eyes as she nods and
says.

- Then go to bed early tonight, I'll try not to make noise when I get back.

That means it has been decided to go to dinner with Oei.

- Well…

After that, Nubsib got up and went over to talk to Tum for a while, during which time Oei's
eyes, which at first had been sullen, began to shine with light, first smiling broadly at me in
thanks. It wasn't until he saw Nubsib come out that he started to freak out and he turned and
ran after him, but not before turning to me and saying.

- P'Gene, thanks! I'll confess to Nubsib tonight, now I'm leaving.

Bye bye!

Until the footsteps fade.

Tum and I were the only ones left in the room, and it immediately became quiet enough that
you could hear the rustle of staff outside gently packing up their things to go home, and I
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first when I looked up again, and then turning my head to look at my friend.

-...? Why are you looking at me like that?

- Alright. - He pushed his glasses with the tips of his fingers, approached and
picked up the bag that was on the table in front of me and said. - My children
are gone, are we coming back too?

- Yeah.

- No need to take Sib back today, do you want to join us for dinner?

- Eat, yes! - I said with a sudden flash of inspiration and a smile. -

I suggest we order a pizza to go, would you? I invite.

- Pizza? What's on your mind asshole, I want to eat, but can I eat next time?
There's something else today, I have to see the boss again.

- Only today, not next time.

- You idiot, you've come to tell me that you invite me to something when I'm
not available today, hey, let's talk next time, I invite then.

- I'll buy you first, this still works. But not pizza, pizza is limited to today, the
rest of the day eat Sixth Way rice noodles .

I parked my car in the parking lot outside the gym and Tum's car was parked
in a building on the other side of the building, so we had to split up to get our
cars, and as much as I wanted to go back
to talk to my friend, he couldn't help me.

There were so many other cars parked quietly, presumably all of the film crew,
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It was parked next to a giant streetlight, so it wasn't hard to spot.

meet .

My shoes hit the white cobblestone pavement, and as I debated whether to

call for food or drive to the mall to pack it myself, my hand, reaching for the
remote to press the unlock button, stopped dead. suddenly.

-
…

Immediately next to me, in the next parking space, there was also another
parking space right under a gigantic street light pole with two people on it.

Nubsib and Oei…

I frowned a little and looked at them with a bit of surprise, I felt like I should
be under the car at that moment. These two have been out for a long time,
why are they still here!

Nubsib who was taller had his back to me so I didn't see his face, and Oei
smaller was sideways talking about something but I couldn't hear what he
was saying because he was a bit far away. Of course, I didn't want to hear
or look at them, so as I averted my eyes I decided to get into my car later
and drive away quietly, but before I could get to my car my eyes went wide
at the sight in front of me.

A moment ago, the smiling Oei leaned over to the man next to her and
reached out to hang around the other's neck on tiptoe…

I immediately looked away, feeling my heart suddenly race as I ducked

behind the trunk of a dark Toyota Crossover to stop looking there.

Shit! Was it a kiss?

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I stood still and didn't dare to move, although my breathing was a bit heavy I didn't
dare to move even a bit, after a while my reason told me that I should go to my own
car but my heart didn't want to.

It wasn't until my ears heard the soft slam of a car door, followed by the sound of
wheels pulling away from the road, that I looked through the glass window of
someone's car to see what was going on there up to that moment. .

Oei kissed Nubsib, I saw Nubsib's body without any reaction and couldn't see his
face, did Oei confess to him? Didn't you stop because the boy has made up his mind?
Does Sib also like Oei? Together?

All kinds of questions were going around in my head, going around so much that my
head was about to explode, I didn't even know when I had pressed the unlock button
on the remote, how I had entered the car and how I had started it. I finally made a
secret decision…

I'm going to order three fucking pizzas tonight.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 13.

I'm crazy to order three pizzas.

I didn't think too much about it when I placed the order, and when I looked at the
photos on the takeaway platform I thought that I also wanted to eat this and that, so I
didn't hesitate to add it to the cart, and the result was that… I sat down to eating for
about twenty minutes, my stomach was already rounded and I ended up having to sit
and look at the three pizzas with the open boxes spread all over the short table and
mess around. Also, each pizza box was only a slice or two, which was a bit of a shame
if you threw it away.

I don't want to get up, it's almost midnight and I'm still sitting on the sofa. I have been
sitting here for more than two hours, the TV is on and now it is showing a European or
American movie with Thai subtitles, but my attention is not on the movie at all.

Nubsib is not back yet...

Where did you go to eat? At the top of Everest or the New Silk Road?
Or are you not coming back tonight after eating and having other shows? Now… Hey!
This head of mine is starting to wander from
new.

Did you know? From the moment I drove back to my apartment to pull out my phone
and order a pizza, then go downstairs to pick up the food and sit back here to eat, my
mind kept strangely thinking of Nubsib and Oei and I kept asking myself, What if they
were already together? Why have I become so nosy now?

Noise

I was sitting quietly thinking about the problem and I was startled because it turns out
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quietly up the stairs with an axe, so I heard the sound of the door handle turning gently
very clearly.

Nubsib is back… I immediately kept my horizontal position and sat up straight, grabbing
the remote control and taking a piece of pizza with the other hand to pretend that I was
seriously watching the heroic and exciting fight between the hero and the psychopath
movie killer.

What the hell am I doing! I no longer understand myself.

- ¿Gene?

I turned my head slightly, put the pizza back in the box in my hand and said.

- Oh, you're back!

- Well, Gene hasn't finished eating yet, right?

- Uh… eat while watching a movie.

- Three pizzas? For one? Nubsib leaned in, her eyes scanning the pizza box on the low
table in front of the sofa with an incredulous expression.

- Well, what about you?

- I'm already full.

Hearing this I just had to swallow some of my words and I grabbed the Pepsi that was on
the table and sucked on it to stop answering, Nubsib seeing this turned around and went
back to his room to get a towel to get ready for the shower , when he came out again
causing me who had been watching from the shadows to almost choke, I quickly moved
my eyes to the TV screen and pretended to be engrossed in the fight scene.

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The homicidal maniac slowly drags his feet with a burlap sack over his
head, and then…see the male form with six handsome abs.

- Hey?! - Nubsib stopped in front of me with only a bath towel around her
lower half. - What the hell, what's the point of blocking the TV?

I looked up to see number 18 struggling to regain his incarnated spirit as he

smiled at me.

- I just wanted to warn you not to eat too much, it's late, be careful not to
gain weight.

That's all? …

- Got it, go take a shower. I waved the other man away as Nubsib finished
and turned to the bathroom off the kitchen, and with ears magnificent I
heard a small laugh escape his mouth as he turned.

My eyes moved with his figure, now there was no one else, so I looked with
impunity at his muscles, and despite trying to focus on the movie in front of
me, in my inner turmoil I couldn't stop my eyes from blinking towards the
bathroom. Once my mind was able to think straight, I was upset to find that
Nubsib and Oei had gone to dinner together.

Is it really good to ask directly to... how to ask this? If Sib asks me to give
back what am I asking for just casually asking like this?

Why do I want to know so badly? Yes because? But I just want to know!

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As those two thoughts battled in my head, Nubsib came out of the bathroom smelling of
shampoo, which made me want to get in there, too, and take a shower to rinse my
exhaustion off, and then jump into my own bed and lie down, but the intense curiosity from
before in my head had not dissipated.

Nubsib went back to his room and then went back to the kitchen, I watched him pour
himself a glass of water to drink before taking his own glass and going back to his room
and out of it less than a minute later…

Then, smiling, he sat down across from me.

- Things.

- Huh?

- What do you want to ask me? - he said suddenly in a soft voice.

- Ask… ask what? I stuttered in horror.

- You keep looking at me because there is something you want to ask, right?

-
…

- If Gene asks, I'll tell him without reservation.

My mouth dropped slightly open in surprise… How did this guy know that I had been
looking at him?

- I don't… - I cut myself off in the middle of my words of defense and denial, maybe really
wanting to hear the other person's answer, so I made a little effort and then I said. - Well,
since you said that then I'll ask you, how do you feel?

- That's good.

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...... Shit!

- It's not about that thing.

- Hmm? What thing?

- About going to dinner.

- Oh, it was good, the food was delicious, and we can meet next time if Gene wants.

- I don't want to know that. - I said with a pout and a prolonged voice, I don't know why I
always had the illusion that Nubsib was making fun of me, obviously there was no
expression on the handsome face of number 18, just a deeper smile at the corners of his
lips than before, and that made me a little angry
bit.

- So what's the problem, exactly? I don't know how I'm going to answer if you don't ask.

My thoughts were further confused by those sharp and deep eyes that were staring at me.
In the end I lost the battle and asked the doubts that I had in my mind in one go.

- What did you and Oei talk about at dinner? Are you and Oei together? Now as a couple?

-
…

-
…

The room was silent, except for the crash, the crash of an ax splitting a wooden door from
the television.

When I saw the silence, I reacted and wanted to find a hole in the ground to convert, it was
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Excuses I could use if Nubsib asked me why I was so nosy.

- Only this?

-
…

- Why does Gene think that Oei and I are a couple?

- Why…

I didn't want to tell Nubsib about Oei's confession to me because I'm not sure where the
two of them are right now, my first thought was about Oei's confession to Nubsib in the
parking lot, but now that I've heard him say that I feel like I can't. just say it out loud.

- I'm going to say that I didn't mean to look, I only saw you and Oei in the parking lot when
I got back.

Mentioning that, Nubsib immediately understood and the expression on her face began
to change, even the smile at the corners of her mouth disappeared.

- Gene saw it?

- Oh, good! I saw it by chance.

Those Nubsib sword brows knitted together, but those sharp and deep eyes didn't look at
me, making me think that the complicated look he was showing now wasn't because of
me, and after a brief silence he explained.

- I agreed to go to dinner with Oei because there was something I wanted to talk to him about, not
because of what you think.

- Talking about things? What's happening…

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I had almost finished speaking when I realized I had to shut up, I'm not being too strict.

- Oei talked to Gene today, right? Look how upset you look.

-
…

Annoyed and irritable? Oh! So maybe he saw Oei when he asked me for help…? And you decided
to go to dinner with Oei because Oei was giving me a hard time like that?

Hearing him respond like that, a strange feeling arose in my heart that I could not express.

That means Oei hasn't confessed to Nubsib yet, right? And Nubsib still doesn't know that his
friend likes him? I now realize that Nubsib likes and identifies with me and that what he said to Oei
was not intended to drive a wedge between him and his friend.

- You... you haven't had a fight with Oei, have you?

- ¡No!

-
... ¡Oh!

- And there were no kisses.

I was still lost in my own imagination when the next thing Nubsib threw made me look up at him
with a jerk, and the other man automatically gave the answer to the second question he wanted
to ask without waiting for me to say anything.

- No kissing?

- Does Gene think I would kiss my own friend?

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- I… just… huh?

I didn't know how I was going to answer because I still had in my head that phrase that Oei
told me that he liked Nubsib. I looked up at Nubsib to find him looking at me too, those deep
eyes as if they wanted to suck me in to see his heart.

At last, the other said, with his usual low and soft voice, but a little higher than usual.

- Oei is just my friend and period, there is no possibility of going beyond friendship.

-
... Oh.

- Jealous?

- Jealous?

- If I had known Gene would be jealous, I definitely wouldn't have gone. -

Nubsib said with a smile at the corner of her lips.

My heart, which had calmed down, fluttered again, and I froze for almost a minute at the
explosion before my frown tightened.

Is that jealousy? Why should I be jealous of Nubsib? How can I be called jealous just for
asking?

- There's nothing wrong with that, I was just curious to gossip.

- Hmm? - Nubsib tilted her head slightly as if she didn't believe me and said with playful
eyes. - Isn't it because you want more after seeing me and Oei kiss each other?

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- I just saw what was said on the internet about you and I happened to meet you like this in
the parking lot, so that's why I thought you might really like each other.

- And Gene knows that's just a promotional ploy for them, right?

- It just… seems too real, doesn't it?

- And who would believe it if it didn't look real enough?

- Well, that too.

- Besides... I haven't kissed anyone but Gene, I thought that... Gene didn't remember?

-
…
- I'm speechless.

I don't know how to explain the discomfort of knowing the reason given by the other person,
but after listening to Nubsib's explanation, my doubts about the director putting a camera in
the corner were cleared.

He probably didn't want to bring up the kissing me, but he just wanted to hold me accountable
and take the credit.

- Don't be jealous again.

- Don't play funny, didn't I tell you I'm not jealous?

- ¿Oh?

The boy raised his eyebrows and looked at me with a smile on his lips. He didn't want to
know anything!

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I looked away, and when I turned my face to the other side so as not to look at the man's
face, the man sitting in front of me suddenly reached out and cupped my face, and I was
surprised by his action.

I quickly reacted to panic and pushed my opponent's hand away and went to the side,
looked at him like he was a bad boy and told him.

- What the hell!

- I love seeing your swollen face after a little tantrum.

-
…

- That look is so pretty.

My quiet heart broke again...

Although I've often heard Nubsib call me handsome and it seems like I'm used to him
saying it, I still feel a little uncomfortable every time I hear it.

Those eyes fixed on my cheeks and the corner of my mouth, and seeing this, I gently bit
my teeth into the two bulging cheeks and pursed my lips to look to where my arms were
encircled by the other man's, now that I was done with it. It wasn't as funny as a bulging-
mouthed toad, was it?

- I'm going to take a shower first.

Nubsib didn't reply, and I looked away from the other man, turning and hastily closing the
pizza box before getting up from the sofa and quickly heading to my room.

- Oh! You have come today!

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Tum's voice made me look up as I was sitting alone in a dark corner, fiercely pressing

my phone to play a game, he seemed surprised as if he passed by and suddenly saw

me, the look on his face made me very funny.

- I've been here a long time.

- Oh! This morning there was a photo session at dawn and, in fact, my friend also got
up early, what made you leave at dawn? Bb?

- What does Nubsib care? - I said, rolling my eyes.

- Oh, and what does that have to do with it?

- Something has to do with the fact that last night I went to bed at two and this morning
I woke up at ten.

- Oh... That's all... And now? - He nodded frequently, with that strange look that seemed
really defeated. Suddenly he shot out and put his arm around my head and said. - Sib
saw you coming?

- I don't know, I don't think I've seen it yet, I just saw your boy enter the shed from afar
before, I went to talk to Mai about something and I came to sit here after we separated.

- Just go see him.

- See that thing? - I pointed to the big fan that was turning on not far away that the staff
had brought over to blow and said. - I'll sit here, it's comfortable.

- Uh, whatever, in a moment Sib may find out that you're here too, he's been secretly
tracking your location.

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-
…

- Ha! I'll be back later, I have to make a phone call first.

- Well, do what you have to do. - I chased him away with a wave of my hand and
turned my head to continue playing.

It's obviously a casual leisure game, but for some reason I keep losing, and for that
reason I'm dead against this game, so focused on turning the game around that I
don't realize what's happening next to me until…

Until, vaguely, I realized that there was a folding chair next to me with a person
sitting in it.

- Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

Nubsib…

- Uh… do I have to say it?

- It has to be, now we are together. - He said while raising his eyebrows slightly.

It didn't say you had to check it first!

- I'll send you a message next time then… if I remember. - Seeing that this person
next to me would have a heart for me, the smile was so aggressive and seductive
that I had to look away to the screen of my own phone. - What time do you finish?

- Almost there. The principal wants us to break for dinner. Have you eaten yet Gene?

- I'm not hungry. I shook my head and then said. - It's early, do you have to go to
school when you finish later?

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- I just have to pick up a file today.

I answered quietly and asked no further questions as Nubsib went up to a staff

member to tell him all this and more, and I was fully focused on getting back to my old
game. I'm still playing this level as a newbie and haven't beaten it once.

I don't know how long I had been playing, but a plastic spoon full of rice appeared on
my lips and without thinking I opened my mouth and bit into it, chewing and swallowing,
a moderately proportioned spoonful of fried chicken and rice before the next one
reached my mouth. , still looking at my phone screen until I saw the words scroll
successfully and the fireworks of various colors jump on the screen I raised my

method.

-
…

Then, after seeing the probing glances from Nubsib and all the staff, my whole body
went straight into confusion.

Huh?!

- Gene, chew that!

-
…

I looked over to see the guy sitting next to me waiting for me with a spoon in his hand,
and he immediately frowned and prodded me with a whole mouthful of rice that I
wasn't chewing.

- Do you think you are a hamster? You can't store these foods like this.

As the voice with a hint of laughter in its tone approached, I hastily chewed and
swallowed rapidly in panic as I reached out to push away the large hand holding the
plastic spoon and backed up a bit.

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bit. I would have taken my folding chair and hidden in a corner if I hadn't
worried about her face and not letting anyone else think what was happening
to me.

- What the hell?

- Feed it! The warning look pierced my eyes.

- It's not that I'm blind. I ask you why you feed me?

- You have to eat when it's time to eat!

- Then you eat, I thought I had said that I was not hungry.

I stared at the other man's hand with the spoon, my eyes warning me to
keep his hand away, luckily Nubsib quickly compromised and complied with
my wishes and put the spoon back in the plastic box of rice, as for the box
of chicken fried rice there were only about less than five bites of rice left…
Shit!
How many spoonfuls of rice have I eaten!

- Here is the water.

Nubsib picked up a still cold bottle of water and put it in front of me, before I
could say anything to thank him, the signal came from the staff that they
were ready to start filming, Nubsib stood up and pointed again at the bottle
of water before As he left, I watched his broad back walk away before
turning his head to the water bottle.

I didn't feel like playing any games anymore and put the phone on my lap,
reaching for a glass of water, but when I reached for it I couldn't unscrew
the cap, so I put it down again, and suddenly I looked at a couple eyes that
made me stagger suddenly.

You…

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The other person was standing away from me, but because he was wearing my contact
lenses I could clearly see the expression on his face and the way he was standing. That
pretty face stared at me stick-faced, and its usual smiling eyes had disappeared. When
our eyes met, the other person frowned and showed an annoyed and disgruntled look,
which made me feel a little strange when I raised my eyebrows at him in greeting.

Thinking I guess I was giving the wrong person the wrong look without much thought I
smiled back but the other person looked away and fled somewhere else.

Just say it.

Now my heart was as firm as a clear mirror that I was not at all wrong and misunderstood
just now.

I know that Oei likes Nubsib and the other person told me personally, so I'm not at all
surprised that Oei is upset seeing those actions of number 18 just now, and although
there is nothing between me and Nubsib, who feeds to people with average relationships
when you think about it? And there is no telling what Sib and Oei talked about last night.

I sighed softly, turning off the mess in my head, I didn't want to think too much about those
kids, so what if we were close now, how were we going to have any chance of seeing
each other once the shoot was over by then?

- Gene… - I was wandering through outer space when Tum, who had made a call as long
as a century, came running wildly towards me and said. - I'll ask you to take care of Sib
later.

- Huh?!

- There's something at work, I'm going to come back in a while, I already talked to Sib before,
he told me he'd come back with you when I'm done.

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- Where are you going? - I didn't hear what you said.

- Go home, bastard, why do you look so surprised? no problem, right? -

He kept chattering like a cannonball, I couldn't even say a word. When
she finished, she patted me on the shoulder and then ran over to say a
hasty goodbye to all the staff before leaving the gym in a hurry, making it
seem like the long phone conversation outside was a real emergency.

I have no problem sending Nubsib home, I was planning to come back to

him after work.

An hour later, still headlong into the game as before until the director
called for the day to end, I put my phone away and was stopped by
directors Mai and Kae on my way to find Nubsib.

- Mr. Gene, one moment, please.

- What's happening?

- We already had a talk about it and now the producers have fixed the
platform part. - Said the other person with a smile on his face as he raised
his hand and patted me on the shoulder, winking at me a little and raising
an eyebrow he continued. - Anyway… the drama will probably air in early
December.

- Early December, huh?

- Yes happy? Hahaha… much sooner than I expected, and now we are
almost 60% filming, the heat is good, and the directors are discussing the
arrangements for the corresponding work schedule, and when it is
confirmed they will officially give the notice.

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- Yes, thanks!

Principal Kae laughed so hard that his beard moved with him.

- You're welcome, I'm glad to see Gene here lately, how come I haven't seen Hin?

- Lately you have been working on plans to prepare next year's book project.

- Oh! No wonder we don't always see it.

The person who was listening to me nodded in understanding and after exchanging
a couple of compliments he said goodbye to me and went back to his work, I did
the same and went out through the other exit, I looked around and I didn't see
Nubsib, thinking that she was probably changing so I stood and waited thinking
about the drama that was unfolding.

If you ask me if I'm glad it's airing so soon, then…

I'm not particularly happy, it's going to air no matter what, right?
I'm definitely looking forward to seeing Nubsib and the rest of the fresh meat on
screen once the edit and related post is done.

From what I know, some dramas in Thailand are filmed and then broadcast, some
are filmed and broadcast, and the pros and cons are all very different, but filming
and broadcasting is as good as being able to change and adjust the script at any
time. moment... It's a small advantage.

I can only pray that none of the aspects of the platform end up asking us to change
parts of the schematic. Speaking as a creator, while I didn't want to write this story
at first, I also don't want to see something I wrote magically turn into a TV series.

- What are you thinking about?

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-...! - I was startled.

While I was quietly thinking about things, Nubsib suddenly came close to my ear and
whispered…this brat.

- Where have you been so long? Can we go now?

- Well, let's go home together.

I nodded my head in thanks when I heard this answer, and when I went outside I
looked around first, mostly because I was worried that his fans from this school
would come here to wait for him, and today's scene was still being filmed. at this
time, but luckily the team did a good job of getting people to watch the fans coming
and going, and the place where I parked last time was quiet without any noise.

- Is Gene in a hurry to get back? Nubsib asked suddenly, just as I opened the car
door.

- Huh? So that?

- I have to go to school for the course material, does Gene want to go to the store in
front of the school for a piece of cake?

- Cake? - With that my appetite was whetted and after starting and reversing the car
and getting out I went to Nubsib and asked him. - It's good?

- I don't eat dessert, but that place has been recommended in the newspaper.

- Okay then, go get your things and I'll see you in that store.

Once the decision was made, I immediately stepped on the accelerator and left, the
university where the team was filming was a bit far from the one Nubsib attended,
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car stereo and put on a song to listen to, driving quietly at times and humming
the song at others. Nubsib, for his part, seemed to be asking his classmates
about their studies and kept busy typing and sending in Line chat.

The path to the student activity area at Nubsib School began to get a bit
congested.

- Gene can park here too, turns out there's a space.

- Huh? Won't you come in with the car?

- It's okay, it's a headache getting in and out with the car, park here for now,
before I'll take you to that store.

Nubsib pointed the way and I saw it and said no more. Nubsib pointed the
way and I saw it and said no more. I turned off the engine, lowered the mirrors
on both sides to cool down a bit, then followed closely behind Nubsib who also
opened the door and got out of the car, Nubsib walked beside me, gently
touched my arm, then pushed me forward with his hands against my back.

I didn't see any students blindfolded in front of the school, probably because it
was still school hours. When Nubsib opened the glass door of the candy shop
for me, a small squeal reached my ears, there were two or three tables of girls
sitting in this shop, I guess the girls saw Nubsib when he was still outside the
door and they squealed of emotion when they saw him enter as well.

Vomit… hmm! It's great to have a face.

Nubsib didn't care, as if he were used to it, and led me to a table by the floor-
to-ceiling glass window and sat down, then picked up the menu and placed it
in front of me.

- Wait till I come back.

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- If, according.

- Just sit here and don't go. I'll call you if you're slow, okay?

- Well, I'm not a child, go ahead! I'm getting it back after all this talk.

Nubsib stared at me and smiled, placing his hand on my head and turning to the
outside of the shop, leaving me sitting in my seat with a menu in hand to watch him
leave.

The more time this brat spends with me, the more he considers himself an adult.

I tore my eyes from the menu and began to focus on the dozen or so pies on the
menu, all of them illustrated with appetizing photographs. I'm not a big eater, but I
do have a sweet tooth, so I couldn't resist ordering two, and saw that a sweet egg
cake was on the menu. So I couldn't help but think of my mother… I've only been
there for a while before, but I'll be back to visit them the day after tomorrow.

(T/ N: Sweet grated egg is a Thai dessert made with fried egg yolk and sugar.)

When the waiter brought the dessert I sat down to play on my phone as I ate it, to
my slight annoyance the girls who had just screamed at the sight of Nubsib were
now staring at me.

Click!

- ¡¿...?!

I have been startled.

The sound of the shutter reached my ears and I turned to see a group of girls
hastily putting their phones back on their desks.

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while the person taking the photos was being pushed and pulled by the other girls as if
berating her for forgetting to turn off the shutter sound so I could spot them.

- I'm sorry. Phi is so handsome that my friend's nympho is back.

- ¡Tim!

-
…
- I just smiled without saying anything or giving any explanation because they were
wrong about my age and I turned to continue fighting against the cake in front of me, but
this time with my back to them.

Only after one slice did I start to feel a bit full, and the other slice needed a pause before
I ate it, and just then the screaming started again, and I didn't even have to guess that it
had to be Nubsib coming back.

Nubsib came in with a transparent cover folder in his hand, but he wasn't the only one
who came, two other guys followed, the guy from Tum was really tall, walking down the
street was a big 180º turn.

- Walking with Bb, I feel like I have lost seventy percent of my face value.

- You call that handsome?

They came up to my table and got upset while I looked at them with a shocked face.

- You've been waiting a long time, haven't you? Nubsib asked.

- It's okay, I haven't even finished eating yet… your friends?

- Yeah.

- Are you going out with your friends later?

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- No, they wanted cake and they followed me here. - Nubsib said as he pulled out the
chair that was next to me and sat down, his friends also took a seat in front of us. They
both had kind smiles on their faces.

corners of their lips and one of them gave me a big toothy grin back when he saw I was
looking at him.

- Hour!

- Hello! - I hardly had time to raise my hand to answer.

- You are Gene, your round face and your big eyes are really pretty. My name is Win, his
name is Sing, the reason I came out with a brown head is because he just came home at
the beginning of the school year.

- Hot chicken! Do you have that urge to bring it up when you see the

people?

- No. Then take it off.

When I received Win's scrutinizing look with a smile in his eyes, I kindly returned his
friendly smile.

- I have heard of Oei mentioning P'Gene many times, so today I finally got to see the real
one.

- Are you?

Wait, what is Nong Oei doing talking about me?

- Yes, because Sib won't talk if we don't ask him. Now my friend is still staying at your
place, right?

- Yeah.

- How about Sib?

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This question was asked to me without any idea, so I answered vaguely.

- It's okay, he has a good personality.

- I win!

Good old Win yelled suddenly, turning to grab his friend at his side and shake
him vigorously, a move that made everyone in the shop stare, while my face
quickly went from bewildered to astonished.

- Win what, huh?

- Win, Sing, do you want some cake?

Nubsib, who was sitting next to me, put the menu in front of his friend. And his
two friends suddenly stood up and then pounced and he immediately grabbed
the menu and looked at it and within 5 seconds of looking at it he got up and
walked over to the counter to order something. I looked back at the guy sitting
next to me and saw that he was smiling fondly at me.

- Is the food in this store good?

- Mmm, it's delicious.

- So, do you want to order another one to pack back? You can only ask for one
more or your belly will fall out.

Seeing those sharp and deep eyes go down to my stomach, I couldn't help but
reach out and touch my stomach and say.

- No, it's not that I'm showing off, I'm very happy to have such a body that you
can't gain weight no matter how much you eat.

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Nubsib raised her eyebrows, but there was still a smile at the corners of her mouth, and
just for a moment, she raised her hand around mine and gently touched it on my
stomach for a short time, then she made a surprised face and said .

- Hmm! Yes, really!

-
…

- But watch out for hyperglycemia with that flabby tummy!

I raised my hand to hit the other, who was dodged, and yelled in exasperation.

- I haven't eaten much either, okay!

- Yes Yes Yes.

Nubsib now had a super disappointing smile on her face.

Soon after, Nubsib's two friends returned with a cake each and sat in the place before,
looking at the cake in front of them with a happy face. The truth is that it had been a long
time since I had seen another boy's eyes light up when he saw a dessert, except me,
who already has a sweet tooth.

- First I'll post an IG and shoot a little random snapchat video, P'Gene wants us to take
a picture together? - Win turned his head on purpose and enthusiastically to remind me,
at first I was going to refuse but I couldn't help nodding my head after seeing the boy's
eyes shining.

It's only since meeting these guys younger than me that I've realized that I'm a soft-
hearted person.

- Take a photo with Sib.

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The guy turned the camera around and I froze for a moment at the offer to take a group
photo of me and Nubsib together, but seeing that the smiley face didn't say anything I
did the same and smiled into the camera.

- You're falling off the camera. I want to have all the shoulders of the two in the photo.
Come closer!

Nubsib and I moved a little at the same time in a shoulder to shoulder position. Nubsib's
shoulders were slightly higher than mine, and I had to put an arm behind my back to
drag myself forward as I fired.

- Okay, take a look. If it doesn't work, we'll do it again.

I shook my head, not wanting to be nosy, but Nubsib reached out and took it to check
as if satisfied and said.

- Send it, I myself will send IG later.

- Scared? Are you going to send it yourself?

- ¡Mmm!

- Ooh! Then post it yourself so those watchers can see the old me on your IG and
threads.

Nubsib didn't say anything else and grabbed his phone and hit it all over the place. And
I'm not so nervous anymore, I don't usually upload photos on IG, I usually put some
coffee or something that adults find very visceral… Just to create a personal profile too
haha.

I don't know who I'm setting said character up for though, since my IG only has a total
of about a hundred followers.

- Gene, what's your ID name? I'll tag it in a moment.

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- GENE-1418.

After that I sat down and carried on eating the rest of the cake, Nubsib's
friends didn't have class today either so we sat together in the cake shop
for an hour or so, at first I thought it was a bit weird why sit here and eating
dessert with these guys for a good reason, but we actually talked a lot
during the Win-led Q&A and actually had a pretty good conversation.

It wasn't until the shop was filled with people who had come to see Nubsib
that I began to feel a little annoyed and suggested going home.

- And your friend is so handsome! - I volunteered while we were sitting in

the car.

- It is?

- By the way, are they friends you made when you started school?

- Yeah.

- I haven't even seen you go out with any of your friends! Are all your friends
dating someone?

- Why is Gene asking about this? - Nubsib said, frowning.

- Ah, just a casual question to relieve boredom.

- If you really want to ask, then ask for me.

- Why would I ask about you? I know everything. - I said with a look of
surprise.

- Safe?

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The conversation accidentally came to a red light, and I took the opportunity to turn
my head and look at the guy who sat next to me to see him smile a wicked smile
and say.

- So you know what I like?

- I know.

Hearing me throw it, Nubsib said quietly.

- It's great! It's great!

- That's right, don't even look at me. I knew you would eat it.

The light turned green and I just went back to concentrating on driving, trying my
best to fit into this somewhat strange but incredibly comfortable atmosphere.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten Chapter 14.

I woke up, eyes closed and my hand circling the pillow, fumbling for my phone.

It's that quadrilateral piece of shit that's become an important human object.
Once I opened the lock screen, the bright light hitting my eyes made me look
away, and after dimming the light enough for my eyes to adjust, I frowned right
away when I saw the first message alert.

Kookzuza, Notter13 and 315 others started following you.

What the hell!

I blinked furiously several times and stared at that instagram icon for a long time,
I don't even know how long it was over there hadn't been any hints, and today
suddenly there was a surge of so many people following me as well as liking my
previous photos, and the most strange was that more than three hundred people
had actually followed me today.

More than 300? More than 300 people!

I remember that last night, when I last connected, I saw that only 110 people
followed me, where did these 300 people come from? I couldn't help but poke
and see that the number of followers had gone up to over 400 and almost 500
overnight, and then I poke one by one to see that everyone following me was
people I didn't know.

I had a flash of light, as if something came to me suddenly.

…Nubsib tagged me last night and followed me after asking for my IG account.
But I was so busy writing my novel or watching a show

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after coming back from the pastry shop i didn't even look at my phone
again before i went to bed

I clicked on Nubsib's IG page.

I know Nubsib's official IG account, I've seen it before during castings, as

for this account, I think it's her private account, only a few photos are
posted on it, and it's followed by fewer people than the official account,
but it has over 300,000 followers so it's quite popular.

nubsib.t [images] 1/2

55,497 "Likes" from users.

Total 789 comments.

23 hours ago.

Nubsib only posted two photos without any accompanying text. The first
photo was of him and me together, me smiling brightly for the camera and
Nubsib cold-eyed, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up as always,
her chin resting on my head. I couldn't help but frown at my excessively
bright smile in the photo, it could have been better if it was a more decent
smile.

The other was a photo of Win and Sing holding up their respective cake
orders with big smiles on their faces. When I logged in and started reading
the comments, there were so many similar alerts that I almost gave up.

Asnaka : The one next to Nubsib is called 'Gene' and he is the author of
the novel in the series that Nubsib is doing right now.

(Answer) jemini2015 @asnaka: Is the author a boy?

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(Answer) prewpro-@asnaka: Ah, besides the good casting, it turns out that the relationship with
the author is very good too.

(Response) alymycat@asnaka: Nice, follow him hahaha…

(Answer) hi-earn08 @asnaka: There is a hashtag on Twitter called

#GeneNotTheDriver

Tang.Mo: The one with the big smile is called Win, right? The other one is Sing, right?
I have a notebook to write down, but what is the name of the other one? How handsome.

-- read comment in reply [ 4 ]

Jrmit- : New beautiful faces again, my sweetheart!

-
…

Wrapped under the covers, I broke out in a cold sweat and almost fell out of bed when I saw
the scary comments.

Heck, all of her fans now know that I'm the author of the original novel for that series, and I
don't know where they found out from, but seeing my photo shared like that makes me want to
dig a hole and hide. Now there are no more doubts about the more than 300 additional people
without reason.

After reading some of the comments I logged out of IG and then proceeded to open that
software with the white bird on blue background icon, opened the search tab and pasted the
words #GeneNotTheDriver and luckily the topic wasn't too hot yet but At the top of the list was…

My photo.

Popular

Grupodeosos@fcscandle

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I saw the big-eyed, puffy-cheeked handsome boy on Nubsib's IG photo, so I searched for
him and finally found out that his name is 'Gene' and he is the author of the novel 'Bad
Engineer Theseries', the boy who was next door! Nubsib's side, in the tweet that some
people posted the day before yesterday when the two went to a restaurant alone, it is
said that he is a friend of Tum and lives with Nubsib! . This photo is from Allah's IG.
#BadEngineerTheseries #Nubsib

(Photos) (Photos) (Photos)

Comments 22 Retweets 2489 Likes 896

(Comment) ben77TM: Wow, how cute! This is the author, I was a bit surprised that the
author was a guy when I saw it hahaha…

(Comment) Get someone to support the University of SS. It's called #GeneNotTheDriver

(Comment) MAX: Is it him, is it the hand of the guy that Nubsib grabbed last time he was
live? It's this guy, right?

(Comment) Love Lisa3: This photo is too close together! Hahahaha…

(Comment) nanagirl Coco: Asking for IG directions.

I read two or three tweets and then backed down, unable to tell what it was like to get up
so early to find myself being followed and talked about like a star. It's not a lot of people,
but it's a good amount,
i guess.

At first I felt shy, I'm not a celebrity, of course I'm shy when my photos are made public
like this, and I took the original photo with my phone's front lens, but of course the most
embarrassing thing is that now everyone The world knows that I am a BL novel writer.
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television, I did not mention it to anyone other than my very close family and friends.
close…

I shyly lay back on the bed with my head covered for a while, finally shaking myself
vigorously, not wanting to think about it too much, besides, it's not like I'm a star like
Nubsib or Oei, who will naturally stop being mentioned after a time.

After so much ordeal, the mood began to soften and I got up to brush my teeth and
shower, but just as I entered the room I was surprised by the two men who were
sitting arguing.

- Oh, Gene, you're awake.

- Dog.

- You have woken up very early these days.

- Lately I sleep early, last night I went to bed at four.

- 4 in the morning is not called going to bed early, okay? - Nubsib's low voice
sounded, and when I looked towards the voice, the one who was standing on the
other side before had already approached me, reached out and grabbed the still
damp pile of hair on top of my head and said . - Why don't you dry it first?

- Yeah? Oh whatever. I'll do it later. What are you doing here, Mr.
Agent? Don't have a scene to shoot today?

- There are no more, but you have to shoot a staged promotion. - Tom replied.

- ¡Oh!

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I remembered that the director had told me yesterday that the drama was being
shot separately, since now they had to start moving forward with all the publicity
for the premiere.

- Do you want to go check it out? Let's go together.

- I can go?

- Oh, of course yes, you are the author, why do you always ask these stupid
questions!

My face lit up instantly, I was going to go downstairs for a quick bite to eat and
then go back to my computer to work on the next chapter, now I have no idea
since I last spoke to my editor, I wonder if I should go to the set It has slowed
me down a bit.

It's good to go for a walk to change the mood.

- Well, wait a minute. I'm going to change and look for my glasses
contact.

- Well, do not rush, there is still a lot of time.

I went to my room to change and soon appeared before them fully clothed.

- Well, are we leaving now or what?

- Gene, haven't you eaten yet? Nubsib asked.

I nodded as Tum took over and said.

- There is a box of food in the kitchen that Sib asked me to bring you, go eat it
while Sib and I talk briefly about what we are going to shoot today.

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- Good, 3Q.

I said not caring more and headed to the kitchen to sit down to eat, and it didn't take long
for me to be ready.

Soon Nubsib came over and told me to get going and an hour later we arrived at the
studio. Today I came in Tum's car because he told me that there was no more work after
this shoot today and I thought that we could all three go to dinner afterwards and he would
take us back to the apartment, so I didn't drive.

The studio was on the tenth floor of a building, and as we stepped out of the elevator into
the studio we caught a glimpse of a scene of hectic work inside, with a white floor-to-ceiling
backdrop in the center of the studio next to the walls, and various photographic media
such as reflective umbrellas and light boxes.

I scanned the environment, trying to impress it in my mind so that it would be useful to me

the next time I wrote a plot about showbiz.

- Gene.

- Huh?

- Stay by P'Tum's side for a while.

I rolled my eyes and told him

- Let go! You really think I'm a little boy, get out of here and get ready to work yourself.

Nubsib and the others have to go ahead and prepare, there are other main actors in the
show apart from the people from the publicity team, the camera crew and the two male
leads Nubsib and Oei.

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The moment I saw Oei she saw me too, we stared at each other for a while, finally
Oei looked away and avoided her like before. Ever since Nubsib talked to Oei that
day, he didn't talk to me again… a little sorry and sad, originally our relationship was
fine, I tried to console myself to
not worry.

I watched as their work was done, but after watching for a long time before Nubsib's
turn came around, I began to feel a little bored. Turning my head to look at Tum, I
saw him looking back and forth between the open phone screen and the file in his
hand in comparison, so I told him I was going downstairs for coffee and walked away.

- Don't take too long, they're going to give me a kick in the ass if I don't see you when
Sib comes back from filming later.

- I am not the son of Nubsib, can you not be so dramatic?

- Hmph!

I wanted to slap him, but at the thought of his long, stifling arguments, I turned around
and turned the knob to open the heavy door to the elevator.

Before going upstairs, I saw a small cafeteria downstairs and ordered a cup of hot
coffee to slowly sip upstairs and wait.

- A hot cappuccino.

- Thank you…

- And an iced mocha, I pay.

A purple colored bill was placed on the counter as I pushed it towards the clerk with
my hand, and when I turned to see the handsome face, it had the same surprised
face as the clerk.
The other man raised an eyebrow when he met my eyes and said.

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- I invite.

- ¿ Nong Saimok?

The other person nodded and pointed to the cafeteria display case and said.

- Do you want to order something else?

- No... wait a minute, you don't have to buy it, I'll pay for it later.

- It's okay, a cup doesn't cost much.

The boy who was in front of me with his hands in his pants pockets was called
Saimok, he was the main male contestant 5 in the previous casting call, I had told
him that he had a good image only that he did not quite fit the person in the drama
and now he had just taken over the character of Tawan and had just started
shooting on set two weeks earlier. I've always remembered his face and have met
him a few times, but I've never had a chance to talk to him until today.

- How old is P'Gene?

My cappuccino was ready but whoever served me had to wait there for his iced
mocha.

- Almost 26.

Saimok said with wide eyes.

- Really? Look how cute your face is, if you didn't tell me, I'd think you were in high
school.

- Is that so?

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As soon as I heard that, I immediately looked at the wall decorated with crystals, and
seeing the gaze reflected in the crystal, I looked left and right, and I couldn't help but
raise my hand and raise the hair on my forehead.

I guess I'll have to take some time to go to the salon and have the stylist help me design
a haircut to match my own before I can do it.

- Have you finished filming yet?

- Taking a break for now, finishing the scene for the end and then ending.

- ¡Oh!

Saimok's personality is as familiar as Nubsib's classmate Win, but Saimok is slightly

less reserved than Win. In the short time that I spent walking from the cafeteria to the
elevator and waiting for him, I found out that he is now in his third year of college and
that he has been an actor for a long time, but that he prefers to sing and that he will
debut as a singer next year. anus.

- I signed up to audition your play because my sister wouldn't stop bothering me, she's
a rotten girl.

I can't believe I know the word "rotten girl"... not bad.

- My sister is still a fan of yours, she bought two books, one to read and one to collect,
before she even asked me to bring her the book so that I could help her sign it.

- Really? I can sign it.

- Really? Saimok asked rhetorically, smiling when he saw me nod.

- My sister would be so happy that she would scream if she knew.

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I laughed along with them, and every time I heard someone say they liked it, as
much as I resisted writing it at first, or as much as I disagreed now, it didn't
matter anyway, I was still happy as a child. bicentennial at the end of the day
when I found out someone had liked it.

- So next time I'll bring it for phi to help me sign, can you tell me in advance
when you'll come next time?... phi?
- ¿...?

- Sib.

We had just returned to the study when Saimok called out a name and I followed
his line of sight to see the tall form of Nubsib standing on a pylon.

Nubsib looked at Saimok with a calm face and told him.

- Don't you know that the crew is looking for you?

- What's happening? I just went for a cup of coffee.

-
…

- OK. Saimok responded with a shrug of false relief before telling me. - Do not
forget what we agreed, I will bring it next time
turn.

I nodded and she headed over to the staff, presumably to put her makeup back
on for her look. I stared at his back for only a moment before Nubsib poked me
in the jaw with four fingers and I turned to face him.

Nubsib had a smile on her face, but her brows seemed to be frowning.

- Do not forget what you promised?

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- Huh?

- What did he say?

- Oh, Nong Mok wants me to sign the novel his sister bought. - I said happily. -
Next time he will bring me a novel to sign.

- Oh. He nodded and then said. - Next time don't be so reckless with people, it's
dangerous.

- Huh? How can that be dangerous? I asked with a puzzled look, as Nubsib didn't
answer my question, just reached out and patted me on the back before gently
pushing me to the opposite side of the room.

They told us this was the only one left and we could call it a day, and the crew
said it wouldn't be long. In the end, with the help of all the crew members, the
shoot ended as planned without incident. Once it was finished, the actors went to
change their clothes and take off their makeup, and even though it was my first
time here and I hadn't told them beforehand that I was the author of the novel,
some of the staff came over and invited me to see the original film that had just
been shot.

The concept of this shoot was well expressed and interpreted through the
language of the camera impressively with the effort of the staff and the actors
involved.

- Let's eat, I invite. - I said after returning and finding the two.

- What is the deal? The kueh kueh at the entrance to lane six?

- MK.

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- Who was the one who said the day before that there was only kueh kueh in the house?
Tum said with wide eyes.

- Oh, you want to eat kueh teow, right?

- Sukiyaki, sukiyaki, let's go, let's go… Let's go!

Tum ran out of the studio with my arm on one side and Nubsib on the other as if afraid I'd
change my mind.

The food was on me, I'm never one to skimp, so I let them order as much as they wanted.
We chose to eat at the MK branch in a mall near my apartment because it was convenient
for Tum to drive us home, and because I was going to go to Bakery Bakery later to buy
some cakes and snacks for my parents and neighbors, and my friends. friends were there
so I asked them to help me choose.

When I got back to the apartment, I immediately collected all the appetizers and desserts
and put them in the fridge, saying as I sorted them.

- I will not be here for the next two or three days starting tomorrow.

- And will you spend the night at home?

- Well, I think it's going to be a night or two, it's okay to stay alone, right?

- And if I say no?

- Then I would have to ask how old you are.

- I'll get bored.

I rolled my eyes as I collected my things and decided to change the subject.

- I ask you to help me take care of the house, send me a message if there is something.

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- Can I also send you a message if I miss you?

I didn't expect to hear such a question, which caused me to nearly stumble and
turn around to see the other person leaning on one shoulder against the kitchen
door, standing there looking at me with a smile on the corner of his lips, he
snorted and told me. I laughed at this.

- If it's not something important I'm not going back.

The boy's joke was not funny at all, it made him not even know what to answer.

The next day.

I had set my alarm for first thing in the morning because I was planning to go
home, and although I had slept early last night, I had a little reprieve in bed
when I heard the alarm go off, and when I finished washing myself and left my
room to get the things I took home, it was still early and I guess Nubsib hadn't
gotten up yet.
I tried to pack as delicately as possible, I usually check everything like doors
and windows if I'm going to spend the night at home, but this time I had
someone to take care of it so I didn't have to check much.

My house was in a town far from the city, and luckily there was no traffic going
out of town early in the morning, plus my route out of town shouldn't be as busy
as the traffic coming into town.
the city for work and school, so it didn't take me long to get home.

Passing the security booth and around the large swimming pool at the end of
town, I saw the roof of my house bathed in early morning sunlight, and the third
house, two behind mine, was the most expensive and largest in our area.

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I got out of the car with the keys and opened the gate, but before I could push it, the
shorter Uncle Kham came running up.

- Gene, let me open it for you.

- It's fine, but please, close it for me later. - I said raising my hand in greeting.

There were no maids in the house, only Uncle Kham and his wife, Aunt Im, who kept Mom
company and helped with the housework. He used to be a security guard in my father's
company and he worked so hard that he almost never took a break, then he got older and
my father made him bring his wife to work in the house, I knew him from a very young age
and he treated me to me and our family like family.

When I walked into the living room and found my mom playing on her phone, I pulled out
my snacks and gave them to her and waved.

- What's playing?

- Wow! - Mom was surprised by me and looked up to see it was me and pretended to be
mean to me. - You didn't even tell me you were coming back.

- Talking to your friends again, huh? - I said with a big smile, leaning against the door.

- And what else am I supposed to do?

- Come and have dessert, I bought it especially for you. - I put everything on the low table
in front of the sofa. Even though I had just come back the other day, I couldn't help but go
over to my mother and hug her, so I immediately moved to sit next to her and spread my
arms wide and hugged her tight.

- Why do you want to come back suddenly, huh? Didn't you just come back the other day?
I thought I would have to wait until my next life to see your
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- A friend took me to eat cake the day before yesterday, and when I saw the sweet
grated egg cake I remembered my mother.

- Oh! Can't you think of me without seeing it?

- Think.

- Where is? Did you bring the sweet grated egg pie for mom?

- No. - Seeing my mother's stunned look, I took out the bag and opened it to show
her. - I had bought some low sugar hash cakes, mom had already eaten sweet
grated egg cake the day before and she had eaten a lot, watch out for diabetes
coming to the door

- Mom doesn't eat that often. If Gene doesn't come back, Mom won't even eat it.

- Like to ask P'Jaep and dad to buy it, do you still think I don't know? - For fear that
mom would get a little nervous if I didn't have something she liked, I hastened to
ramble. - Where is the grandfather? And Saimai, why haven't I seen him run to look
for me today?

- Grandpa is sleeping, so I guess he won't get up until late afternoon, and Aunt Im
has taken Saimai to take a bath.

(T/ N: Remember that they use aunt's for neighbors, house workers, and more
people who aren't really their blood uncles. We don't have that custom but they do,
since I only call my uncles, to my blood uncles XD)

- Oh, then I'll have dessert with mom, first I'll go for the plates.

I went to the kitchen and got the plates, then sat down to eat dessert with Mom, and
then talked to her for another two or three hours before telling her I was sleeping
over tonight. Although she seemed surprised, you could tell she was happy. Talking
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She picked up the phone and continued talking to her friend. Instead I
headed to the back of the house to help Aunt Im blow out the dog's hair
and then play with it until late afternoon.

At almost six, dad and Jaep came back from the office, and after mom
sent a message to my brother at noon that she was back, my brother
came home with a sour soup and a bunch of other dishes on his
hands.

- If you just stay inside every day and write a novel, then it's okay to go
home and live Gene.

I raised my head, which was buried in my bowl of rice, and said.

- So dad's house won't be deserted? I'm trying to save to buy it.

- There is nothing wrong in leaving it like this, it is good to go to Bangkok and live there some
turn.

- I've been busy with the novel that is being turned into a TV series, so
I'll think about it.

- By the way, I haven't asked you about your novel since the last time
you called to say it was going to be a TV series, how's it going? - This
time it was my brother's turn to ask me. Because Jaep mentioned it, Dad
immediately fell silent sitting down eating without saying a word.

He probably still feels a bit uncomfortable…

When I told my family that my novel had been turned into a TV series,
my mother and brother were happy and excited to know, but my father
stayed calm and didn't say a word, in fact he was happy too by me, it
just didn't happen that my novel was in the BL novel genre. He didn't
know what to say or who he could brag about when he found out that
his son was writing this type of novel, and I understand him in that.

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In my family there is no prejudice against homosexuality, and although it is now

understood and accepted more and more, the elderly still have a little trouble talking
about it. In fact, I didn't want to say it originally, and if it hadn't been made into a TV
series I guess I wouldn't have told anyone in my life. I wondered if I should tell them
or not, but I thought that if they found out after posting, it would probably be a bigger
problem, so I finally decided that I should tell them first.

I still remember the faces of my whole family… I spent a day or so trying to explain
to them before they finally believed that I wasn't gay.

(T/ N: He doesn't even believe it, HAHAHAHAHAHA)

- It's about to go on the air.

- Really? And who play the male and female leads?

- The way they get their attention is that of the leading man.

- More or less, who the hell is it? Do I know them?

- I don't know, they are all young stars and new actors, and they are all acting for the
first time too.

In fact, the announcements about the cast of this drama have been sent out for a
long time, it's normal that people don't recognize them, it has to do with the reason
that the audience groups are different, like Nubsib is more famous among the cast.
as teenagers, the point is that this is the first drama he has starred in.

- Don't forget mom when you're famous!

- Oh, hell, Mom, how can you forget this!

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So we ate and talked for an hour, then I helped my mother upstairs feed my
grandfather and then I did this and that until after nine or ten, when I showered
and went back to my room to do my things. . I was leaning on my bed in the air
conditioner choosing photos to upload to my IG that I hadn't updated in 2-3
days, and while I was choosing photos I saw a photo of me with wet hair and
clothes, me with my pants rolled up, holding a hair dryer and smiling happily
for the camera. But the focus of the photo is Saimai sitting in the center of the
frame
with all his hair wet, and my intention was for him to be the star of this photo.

I don't look like an adult in this photo, but seeing how cute Saimai was I decided
to post it.

Saimai white, just wet today fortunately not watered. Hahahahaha…

Well… The text seems a bit mediocre to me, the photo of me is unimaginative
and unsophisticated, I can't use such a mediocre hashtag, I ended up replacing
it with a short word: Saimai followed by a dog emoji instead of the previous
sentence .

I posted it and exited the app to play something else, as usual, but the IG beep
went off, making me poke again to check for new messages…

It's because of all the new people following me lately... I've never had this kind
of treatment.

nubsib.t: How nice!

cheery22: What's cute? Person or dog? Hehehe…

Im Supergirl: Really? The P'Gene is handsome, right?

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tobTH: would people have a problem if I put couple with SibGene?

Hahaha.

Ortum-: Gene this is a foul, let's not let anyone sleep! Can you upload more photos? Hahaha.

jameJr: P'Gene and Saimai are so cute.

-
…

This guy came to comment to…

Not a lot of people have commented to me, but a particularly large number of people have left
comments on Nubsib's, and after reading them and not knowing what to respond to, I finally
had to like them all and then go back and stop lending . attention to those comments of yours,
and then sitting blindly surfing, and everyone decided to get ready for bed because I have to
get up early in the morning, but…

¡Line!

Nubsib: Are you still awake?

New messages received...

Gene: Not yet, is something wrong?

Nubsib: I've missed you.

Shit…

Gene: Are you here to be funny?

Gene: (sends an emoji)

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Gene: Don't send more if you get bored, I already said I won't reply if it's not important.

Nubsib: So now you don't answer me too!

Gene: I didn't reply because I thought you had something important, I won't reply again
haha.

Nubsib: (sends an emoji)

I'm so mad at that emoji, the other guy sent a bunch of little orange fox sitting on the
floor emojis, so cute emojis don't really fit his personality at all.

Nubsib: Back to being so cruel to me.

Gene: Cruel my ass, it's late, go to bed.

Nubsib: I'm not sleepy.

Nubsib: Can I call?

Gene: No.

Nubsib: Don't keep posting photos on IG.

I frowned upon seeing the text the other person sent me, the writing style suddenly
changed.

Nubsib: Now you also start to have a lot of fans, I don't want others to see it.

Gene: How can someone like you, who wakes up handsome every day, be jealous of
others?

Nubsib: Do I look like that?

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I swear that number 18 must have secretly laughed at that comment, I

imagined that handsome face laughing, after reading that line I couldn't
resist hitting the edit button to reply.

Without realizing it, I was getting disgusted with Nubsib like elementary
school chicken until 12 at night…

- Ugh…

I let out a long breath, not because I was stressed, but because I was so
comfortable and relaxed that I couldn't help but hum into my headphones
as I stretched my arms and legs and moved my muscles.

Last night was the easiest and most comfortable night's sleep I've had in a
long time, and I didn't feel any drowsiness or discomfort when I got up early
in the morning, I don't know why, but it was probably because I slept at
home and was in good spirits. mood before going to bed.

I don't remember exactly when I fell asleep, but I think I fell asleep while
talking to Nubsib. I opened the Line and saw a message: "Are you asleep?".
Then he also sent a goodnight text, which I didn't reply to, so I guess I fell
asleep earlier.

In fact, it was the first time I was able to talk to someone on the Line for
more than an hour.

- Gene.

Mom's voice came faintly and I listened out of the corner of my eye, getting
up from the hammock and then turning my head to look over to answer.

- In?

- Son, whose are those sandwiches that are on the kitchen table? Why are
they lying here like this?

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- Oh, mom, those are Aunt Orn's things.

- Oh! Why don't you take it with you, then? Mom has to use the table to cook.

- Oh! Then I'll bring it to you later. - After a pause, he asked. - Is Aunt Orn home?

- Aunt Orn is home every day, take him with you. By the way, mom also has orange
juice for you to take to your aunt, it's in the fridge.

I nodded emphatically and turned off the Walkman, then took short steps through the
kitchen to grab all the sandwiches and orange juice on the table and briskly walked
out the door.

Aunt Orn was our neighbor, the one who lived in the most expensive house behind the
mine, and not only that, her husband was the promoter of all the projects in our town.
When I was little I went to his house because he had a pool and my house didn't, and
since I went so often I became very close to his children, so much so that I almost
swore a blood oath to be brothers.

Walking slowly through the little shortcut along the old fence, I felt like I was back in
my childhood, but I guess it was because of the long time that had passed and many
of my memories had become blurry. Ever since I got permission from my parents to
move to a residence near the school in the city after I started high school, and ever
since Aunt Orn's two sons had gone abroad to study together, and ever since we
rarely came home, I was losing contact with them.

Tanakijpaisan, the door sign with the last name in gold letters, was immediately next
to the doorbell and I held out my hand.

Click clink clink…

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(T/ N: Here comes the little drama... although in the series it was more dramatic that it was hard for
me to understand Gene because he was like that XD)

…hadn't even pressed the bell.

The unlock sound rang out along with the door opening slowly and automatically, and I couldn't
help but look up.

At first I thought someone had seen me on the monitor and opened the door for me, and as I was
staring in bewilderment, a dark, shiny, rustic European car got out.

¡Bip!

-
…

- ¡Gene!

- Neng… P'Neng? - I asked in a low voice the handsome face of the car under the big sunglasses,
because my three souls had been scared by that horn sound a moment ago, they had not yet
returned to their places, and after seeing the person I complained. - Phi why do you play the horn
like that!

- Oh… I'm sorry, are you coming to see my mother?

- Hmm. - I nodded.

P'Neng paused for a moment, then smiled as always.

- My mother is at home, I just left her.

- Oh! and phi? Is it time to go to the office?

- Yes, he just came back from leaving mom and then I went to pick up a file and now I'm going to
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the black glasses as if he was checking something and looked at my face. -

Long time no see.

- I'm not usually at home much. - I smiled awkwardly, because the fact that
they asked me like that suddenly made me feel like an ungrateful son.

P'Neng is the eldest son of Aunt Orn, he is two years older than me, I only
found out when he returned from abroad five years ago, I was told that he
joined his father's company to help as soon as he returned, I saw him
occasionally when I came back soon, but the times I saw him were few.

- Aunt Ran, Uncle Tip and the others miss you very much. We have dinner at
my house tonight, my mother will be very happy.

- I'll have to talk to the family first then, I'll only stay two nights this time back.

- Okay then, I'll invite Aunt Ran and Uncle Tip and Jaep to come, that's all for
now, we'll talk later or I won't make it to the meeting. P'Neng greeted me and
then gestured inward with his finger for me to enter, I nodded and immediately
after that he pressed the remote lock button on the fence gate and walked
away.

I didn't turn towards the big house until the car was out of sight, but when I
saw the distance between the gate and the house I felt my face go super ugly
like I'd been struck by lightning.

Oh my God! I could have just rang the bell and waited for someone to pick
me up, but phi just opened the door for me, how long do I have to walk on my
own legs to get there?

Passing the fountain in the middle of the parking lot and across the fancy
parking lot my mom's orange juice ice cubes were nearly melted and I ended
up with them at the front door. Before I had a chance to investigate inside the
house, the sound of the owner talking on the phone with a friend reached my
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- Aunt Orn.

I greeted while opening my mouth and the slightly plump person sitting on the big sofa
turned his head immediately getting up from the sofa to the
don't give.

- ¡¿Gene?!

- Hello! - I raised my hand with the bag to greet Aunt Orn, but was met with a big hug.

- My God, I have missed you boy, how have you been? Here, let the aunt take a closer look!
- He reached out and touched my shoulders, face, eyes, ears, etc. Then he looked at me
with a smirk, cupped my face back and forth, left and right, several times, and finally hugged
me tight again.

…My mother doesn't even go that far!

Aunt Orn had loved me when I was little, and when I fought with her youngest son as a little
boy, she would stick up for me, so that boy would get into trouble with her saying that Aunt
Orn was better with me than with him. Seeing that she still liked me so much now, I opened
my arms to hug her too.

- Why don't you come back more often? oh! He missed me a lot.

- I'm sorry, I've been busy with work… - I said laughing.

- Oh! Gene writes novels now, doesn't he? What topic is it about? Is it the thriller genre?

- Yeah…

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- Awesome!

-
… - I laughed amused.

No, it's not… If my BL-themed novel hadn't exploded in popularity, my current average
monthly salary would probably be enough to keep me fed.

- Come, come and sit here, sit here to chat with auntie for a while, stay for dinner
tonight!

- I met P'Neng and he spoke to me.

Aunt Orn sat me down on the same sofa as her, called for a young servant to bring
sandwiches and desserts, and then asked me a series of questions, just about me
personally.

Aunt Orn and I chatted for a while until I remembered what I was here for when I
excitedly picked up the bag of sandwiches and cakes in my hand and handed it over
to her.

- Oh yes, here is the cake and the dessert.

- Where is? - He smiled sweetly and his eyes followed my hand as he took the cake
out of the transparent plastic bag and placed it on the low table in front of the sofa
and said. - I can't believe you know that Aunt Orn likes raspberry-flavored cake.

The face of the man who helped me choose this cake came to mind, and I couldn't
help but smile at the thought of that boy.

(T/ N: HAHAHAHA The boy is not stupid, he even chose the cake for his mother so
that Gene would look like a good son-in-law XD)

- It was a Nong who helped me choose it, and Aunt Orn knows that I don't know how
to choose things for others, right?

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- It's true, but I like everything Gene buys. - Aunt Orn said with a big smile. - Then let's
go out to the patio to eat where the breeze is cooler.

I nodded and Aunt Orn called back to the young maid from before to take the cake to be
filled with plates with spoons etc. and then she told me that she was going up for the
shawl and told me to sit here a while and wait.

All the people moved away and I got bored and took out my phone to play with it because
I was so engrossed in chatting with Aunt Orn that I didn't even realize I was getting a
message from Line.

Nubsib: Up and down, right? Just read and don't reply?

Nubsib: I am very sad.

This guy…

Wasn't it enough to talk all night before? was i really so

bored?

I couldn't help my mouth go crazy when I saw those messages, and with the idea of
making fun of him, I just read them without answering, then put the phone away and put
it in my pocket.

I got up from the couch and paced around the dining room, looking up to see that I hadn't
seen the aunt downstairs yet, so I paced down the hall. To my left was the staircase and
next to the television was a bookcase full of all kinds of things. I saw a lot of foreign
decorations on it, so I assumed it was the collection of Uncle Wat, Aunt Orn's husband,
until I got to the fireplace, which had a bunch of picture frames on it.

There are pictures of Aunt Orn and Uncle Wat together when they were young, pictures of
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Aunt Orn standing in the garden when they were young, photos of Aunt Orn with
a big happy smile standing next to a child…

And so on.

- It is…

I immediately picked up the photo frame and examined it closely.

Isn't that… Nubsib?

I frowned in amazement as I lifted the frame with both hands and examined it
closer for a better look.

Yes, I can confirm that this boy is definitely Nubsib, that tall and slim body, that
pretty face and that smile is exactly the same as Nubsib's, I can't go wrong to
remember that I lived with him for a month or so.

Nubsib and Aunt Orn are very close to each other, Nubsib's hand encircles Aunt
Orn's waist while the pool in front of the house is in the background…

How come number 18 got here to take a picture like that? They know each other?
Or is Aunt Orn a fan of hers? You wanted to meet him and invited him here? With
the power of the Tanakijpaisan family this would not be difficult to do.

I kept my eyes on that image and inwardly speculated on the possibilities.

- I'm back and just now I went to look for a shawl for you, Gene can use it in…
huh?

Aunt Orn's voice came suddenly from my left, I was startled a bit and turned my
head to see her walking towards me with a shawl in her hand, seeing me holding
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painting in his hand. Seeing this, I hurried to put the frame back and apologized to Aunt
Orn, who smiled and said kindly to me.

- This photo was taken at the end of last year, and the guy in the photo is Sib.

- And...?

- Gene remembers, right? He came home last year.

-
…

At that moment, my body immediately stiffened…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 15.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, although my arms ached a little from muscle
tension, I didn't care.

My eyes were focused on the road ahead, the indicator on the dial turned red, the number on it was

several hundred and going up a bit, and I still didn't care. Only Aunt Orn's words that she had just
spoken echoed in my head.

- Gene remembers this boy well, he came home last year.

- I remember… oh, yes

- Sib often asks about you, now he is studying at X University, a bit far from home so he is moving

to an apartment, otherwise you probably would have met him if you had come today.

-
…

I used to be so close to my aunt's youngest son that he could almost wear the same pants. I would

get up and wash every day and run to his house, I don't remember how many years separated us,
because I was the youngest in the family, so when I saw that he was younger than me, I treated him

like my own brother, although i was in junior high school i still dragged him to play with me.

It wasn't until I moved into a dorm in high school that I enjoyed hanging out with my classmates

during that time, and even when my parents took the initiative to call me, I wouldn't speak for more

than a few minutes before making excuses to hang up. I remember that my mother called me and

told me that the boy had gone to a foreign country to study, and I just made a parenthesis in time,
without giving it importance.

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I almost never go home, it has always been my parents who have taken the initiative to
visit me.

Ten years... Who would have thought that this boy was Nubsib!

I'm not the type of person who can remember people particularly well, and the fact that
the little guy has grown up and his face has become as angular as an adult's makes it
even more difficult to remember what he was like as a child. I don't know his first name,
and I don't know P'Neng's either, but I remember Uncle Wat's name often appearing on
the cover of business magazines. I also didn't think when I met Nubsib that it was just
someone with the same name.

I've seen it on the internet...

It was then that I came to my senses and proceeded to stay silent, I didn't know how to
pull this off.

- Nubsib does not act as a model?

- Ah, I'm surprised that you know it too, or is it that you young people know about those
new generation stars, unlike Aunt Orn.

And smiling happily after saying that, he continued to say.

- But Uncle Wat doesn't like me walking around like this now.
But thinking he's still in school now he's let it go, and it's good to be able to support
himself, and it's natural that Gene doesn't know that, because Sib goes by my last name.

- So that's Aunt Orn's last name!

- Yes, it's Aunt Orn's maiden name.

- ¡Oh! …

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That's why the last names are different. If I hadn't read about the development
of the Tanakijpaisan family, I guess I would have wondered even more.

Aunt Orn said that because Uncle Wat wanted his son to come back and
inherit the family business in the future, Uncle Wat had always presented
himself as a serious person who kept business and show business very
distinctly separate. So even though his son had gotten a bit of fame and status
in that field, he still didn't like it very much but he didn't try to force him to do
anything, all he asked was that he not carry the surname Tanakijpaisan in the
entertainment industry.

That's why Nubsib took Aunt Orn's last name...

Why didn't Nubsib tell me this.

And the brat doesn't remember me as his neighbor? …

No way because I didn't deliberately keep anything from him and there's a picture of me
as a kid in the living room that's impossible not to see.

That is a lie.

Yes, that's a lie. Tum said that Nubsib didn't have a place to live and so he
begged me to take the little shit in. Despite the fact that the Tanakijpaisan
family has several apartments and several properties in the city, Nubsib told
me that he does not have a car and that he has to take the bus to school and
often hitchhike back, which is a big lie for his share… The sleek black car I
saw under the apartment building earlier was his family's car, right?

- Is...

Once I solved it, the other problems were solved and I couldn't help but smile
sourly.

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A long time ago you were a small child, what does such a young child know about tastes.

- My taste is just a taste. - Nubsib grabbed my hand again and said. -

I didn't understand much then, but now it's clear to me.

-
…

- Didn't I tell you before that I like you?

- Who knows what kind of tastes you're talking about, you're a boy and so am I... - I gently pursed
my lips.

Yeah, who would have thought that the other person displayed all the behavior would be those
kinds of feelings?

- Do you like me for real…?

- Yes Yes.

- Yes. - I murmured again.

- If Gene still doesn't believe me, I have many ways to show you my love.

- No, it is not necessary. - Seeing the insistent and serious eyes of Nubsib, I hastened to speak
and refused. But he kept staring at my face, and that glint in his eyes made me feel a little
embarrassed, so I had to turn my face to look away.

- What about the reason you lied to me about not having a place to live or a car?

- He wanted to live with Gene.

-
…

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Nubsib lied to me because he likes me? You want to live with me?

- Could I live with you if I didn't?

-
…

- I would even have let you live all the time if you had been honest with me from the
beginning and told me that you were Aunt Orn's son, Sib!

- If I had said that, what kind of identity would Gene have treated me with?

- Brother?

- Gene also knows that I don't want to treat you like a brother.

-
…

I'm speechless.

I knew that what Nubsib said was true, because I saw the boy I played with as a child
as my own brother, and if I were to meet him again, I would still see him as my brother
and not change my mind for a day.

But even though I now know, in retrospect, that Nubsib is the Bb I played with as a
child, and though I see it differently, the past reminds me that I can't see it as a brother
again.

- I'm not forcing Gene to believe me. - Nubsib said then, probably because he saw
that I was silent for so long and thought that I did not believe him or that he disliked
him because he had lied to me before, and then added. - Then someday Gene will
believe me and say he likes me.

-
…

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- OK? - Those wavy lips with a slight smile, Nubsib begged me with his soft eyes
deep and tender until I felt a stream of heat emanating from him.

The brat… he made it sound like he was sure I would fall in love with him.

A second later, even though I had reminded myself to make sure that I was
staring into Nubsib's eyes and seeing what he had said earlier, it didn't really
seem like he wanted to lie to me.
When I found out that the reason the man in front of me was lying to me was not
because he found it fun to make fun of me and didn't take me for a fool, and that
the reason he was doing it was simply because he liked it…
that made me kinda happy

- OK that's fine!

Nubsib's hand is still clinging to me and her eyes are glued to me the whole time.

- What's good, huh?

- I will give you the opportunity to prove yourself with what you just said.
- I pursed my lips slightly upon hearing that, feeling my face heat up a bit,
embarrassed for myself when such words came out of my own mouth. It sounded
like a line from a pony and dog show, and I continued. - If you lie to me like that
again, I'll beat you up!

-
…

Nubsib laughed once more and the hand that gripped my arm continued to slide
down to entwine with my fingers, I caught a glimpse of the process out of the
corner of my eye but let it have its way.

- So…

- ¿Hmm?

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- I mean your stinking character, you don't have to behave like a good boy in front of me in the
future either, say what comes to mind.

Speaking of which…

Tum says that Nubsib is a heartless little bastard, but I used to think he was a bit naughty, and
I've cursed myself countless times after learning that his lies about not having a place to live or
a car or money were just lies to fool me. , and I don't know if Nubsib is too sneaky or if I'm just
not smart enough.

Thinking about it, I put on a disgusted look again.

- Tell me what's on your mind right now?

- Well…

- What does that look mean? - I narrowed my eyes seeing him fake a worried look, knowing he
was being a bit abusive, but I couldn't help it.

Although I have lost my anger, it has not completely disappeared inside.

-
…

- If you can't even say that, then how am I supposed to trust you?

- Okay, I want to kiss you.

- ¡¿...?!

I immediately pursed my lips.

- I want to do it with you.

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- Shit, you deserve a punch in the face!

The dirty things he had said to me the night I got drunk earlier came back to me, and it was
like I heard my face explode in my ears.

- You're the one who asked me to say it.

- Just… you don't have to say everything.

You have destroyed all the good impressions I had kept of him in the past!

Seeing my face tense, Nubsib laughed softly, the man in front of her still full of charm,
though now he had thrown off his good boy mask in front of me, and though the faint smile
at the corners of his mouth and eyes deliberately playful made him seem even more
attractive than before.

- Let me tell you something! - I said with a smile.

-
…

- My right hand just touched the dog's head.

-
…

- Rounded up to the equivalent of you just kissed the dog... Uh huh!

Immediately my mouth suddenly blocked.

Nubsib leaned into my lips, deliberately. He bit my lower lip, not so lightly, as a punishment.
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The person in front of me inserted his hot tongue all over my oral cavity,
changing the degree of kissing. It took me so long that I had blood to feed
my face as it was burning, until the owner of the tongue withdrew, as I
lacked air in my lungs, concentration and lost my strength.

This time Nubsib pursed her lips in a crooked smile and murmured with the
tip of her nose pressed against mine.

- That's what I call a real dog kiss.

-
…

That brat! I already lost my anger!

…Okay, I was actually using my left hand to pet the dog!

I didn't have to guess which Nubsib wouldn't if I let him go back alone, so I
had to invite him in, the sun was up and dispelled all the morning chill, we
stood in front of the door and talked for a long time apart After hugging, the
most important thing was the kiss... Luckily, there were no other houses
around us, and the orange groves were so far away that the workers there
couldn't see us if they didn't look through binoculars.

Despite this, I felt a bit embarrassed for having to do something so revealing.

I didn't say anything else, I had to! Ever since I got mad at myself for
resenting being cheated only to coldly run into the other person running up
to me and confessing, I got caught up in a strange emotional vibration
unlike any other, not disgusted, just shy enough not to know how to deal
with it. to the other
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I looked behind me a bit and saw Nubsib slowly walking in and looking around the room.

- Did you eat before you came?

- Not yet.

- So let's eat together, there's a restaurant around here where you can order takeout, I have
the number of your store.

After seeing the other person nod and asking what they wanted to order, I called the
restaurant on my home landline to order food. Usually when I come to stay here, if I don't
have frozen food or instant noodles or something like that, I usually call this restaurant and
ask them to deliver my food, the owner of this restaurant is dedicated to the employees of
Orange Park, and when someone calls for takeout, he usually has his son deliver it on his
bike.

- Gene, is it okay if I want to use your bathroom for a minute?

- Running here without showering? - I raised an eyebrow.

- I haven't showered this morning and I was in a hurry to get to you.

-
…

I pretended not to hear the condescendingly condescending words of comfort plea as I

unlocked the bedroom and then led him to the bathroom.

- Have you brought any clothes?

- Yes, I do. I left them in the car, but I didn't bring a bath towel.

- Ugh! I don't have any extra for you here, and I just brought my own, and I don't have any
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- Can I use this?

I turned to see Nubsib's large hands holding a soft creamy white bath towel. My eyes went
wide and I quickly reached over and picked it up.

- What's the matter? This one is mine.

- It is not a big thing.

- How can it be nothing, how can you share something like that!

- I don't believe it!

- But I do!

- Well… - Nubsib replied in a soft whisper in her throat as she stared at my bath towel, which
made me hide it behind me, and after a moment she smiled and said. - Well, leave that for
another time.

-
…

Are you going to burn the place down next time?

Is he a pervert? I don't even see two in-laws sharing a towel.

Who wants to share a towel with you? I get goosebumps!

The words in my head didn't even have time to be said as the other man turned and headed
out of the house after saying he was going to the car to change, I watched his back fade out
of sight then I quickly opened the door. the closet next to me and hid my bath towel deep in
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While Nubsib showered, the boxed lunch we'd ordered arrived at the door,
and I sat down at a small wooden table big enough for two people, having
prepared spoons and glasses and served ice water. Nubsib came out of the
bedroom just in time to put on some other clothes, and I looked at him, his
black hair loose, probably because he hadn't had a towel to wipe himself with,
and now he was drenched, and he smiled slightly at me when he saw me
looking at him.

- It's really like waiting for your lover to have dinner with you.

- Shut up and eat your food!

The big smile on that handsome face showed no sign of abating, which made
me even angrier, but I didn't know what to say other than fill my mouth with
rice, and the feeling of not having an appetite before was long gone.

It was now that I felt my rumbling stomach fill up with that hot food, and within
ten minutes all those foods had been pulled into my stomach. This time I didn't
have to ask myself any more questions, I knew that the reason why I was
calmer now was because Nubsib was here and the problem between us had
been resolved.

It was like… a reversed episode.

With that thought I jerked up from my seat, a move that made Nubsib look at
me strangely.

- ¿Gene?

- I'm going to work on my novel for a while, so make yourself comfortable!

Not caring in the slightest about the other's answer, I went to the high table
that held my laptop near the window, as always, and hit the boot password.

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And then I forgot about the passage of time by immersing myself fully in the world of the
novel I was writing.

- Gene.

-
... huh?

- Can I sleep in your room for a while?

- Hmm.

My cheek seemed to be pressed by warm soft lips.

- Then I'll sleep in your bed, I'm so sleepy I can barely open my eyes!

- Mmm.

I don't know how much longer it took, but finally the drowsiness started to hit me, I still had
some mental energy, but my body couldn't handle the lack of sleep I had accumulated
earlier.

After turning off the laptop and closing it, I turned my head and scanned the living room
and saw no one, I vaguely remembered that Nubsib had come up to me and said that he
wanted to borrow my room while I was busy writing my novel, usually when I'm busy I don't
pay much attention to what people are saying or what's going on around me.

I cautiously walked in the direction of the bedroom, the bedroom door was wide open, I
poked my head into the bedroom and saw that Aunt Orn's son was asleep inside.

- The brat is really sleeping, now where was I going to sleep?

- Bb. - I called softly as I approached him.

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-
…

- Aren't you awake? I'm asking you, Nubsib.

But I wasn't surprised at all, because as soon as we met, I noticed that Nubsib
didn't seem to have slept much.

I stared at his handsome face half peeking out of the pillow he was resting on,
then I looked him up and down, and finally I left the bedroom with a soft sigh and
softly closed the door behind me, leaving the bedroom silent.

It's okay to sacrifice my bed and give it to you

I went ahead and opened the window, then walked to the solid wood sofa and
leaned back on it, luckily the cushions were soft and thick enough, I took a cushion
to cushion it and then randomly picked up a small pillow and hugged it between
my arms. arms, this time I almost immediately fell asleep as soon as my eyes
closed...

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 16.

Nubsib

- I'll be home more often, so don't look so bad. Gene said.

-
...

- You can sleep in Sip's room tonight.

-
...

- Then come here for a kiss on the face.

In front of me was a boy so cute in his bib that you almost forgot to breathe.
The other party was trying to coax in a very soft tone, looking at me with
wide eyes, and at the same time waving his hand in front of the little one,
trying to pick him up, but he couldn't do it either.

I clearly realized that it was not me who was there, the one who smiled and
put my face to kiss him. But 14 years ago, that person was me.

Once again, I opened my eyes and didn't see the pretty face I remembered.
Instead, there was a wooden ceiling and a mosquito net that surrounded
me. It didn't take me long to remember, but I clearly remembered that I was
at Gene's suburban house. I frowned and turned my head to the side to look,
but there was no one in sight either.

The pillows and sheets were as before... Gene?

I immediately got out of bed, feeling a bit dizzy.

I was trying to take a nap to rest my eyes, but now looking out the window
again, I see that the sun has set too.

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Opening the door to the room made it as quiet as could be expected. I couldn't
help but sigh at the sight of Gene sleeping curled up on the small sofa, still
fighting for a place, he can be so stubborn. I struggled to get him up and carry
him to his room to sleep.

- Mmm…

I got under the sheets and pulled one corner of the sheets while the other
corner of the sheets was held tightly by the owner of the room as soon as it
touched the bed. I pulled her pale hands to my own waist.

Seeing his tired face and dark circles, he couldn't help but feel bad. But that
smile and that posture seemed to be in a deep sleep. That soft face pressed
against my chest and the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up.

I looked mesmerized at the person in front of me.

It's the first time I've been able to hug this person so tightly in my sleep, and
the more I do it, the more my heart trembles with love.
Wanting to hug him tighter until the other person melted into my chest.
These years, the two of us could only see each other in different hemispheres.
But the other one was also so loving and didn't want to get angry or dissatisfied,
that in the end I had to restrain myself from kissing those lovely lips and
instead just kissing his face softly.

I kissed him from his temple to the lower line of his forehead, burying my face
in the crease of his neck. My nose mingled with the faint scent of soap it had.
I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Gene was here.

The image of Gene angry about what happened earlier came back to me.
Looking at the other person's harsh expression, I stayed with her, although I
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understood and insisted on never seeing me again, at the same time, my hand
went numb.

The arm that rested on the other side moved the wrist as well, reaching into the
soft hair. Gently stroking the back of Gene's head. Gradually it cleared as well,
and the owner of the fur must have felt comfortable enough to emit a soft hum in
his throat.

I stared at her little face for a while, probably because

I could really touch this person next to me, and I found a suitable place to slowly
close my eyes while the tip of my nose touched this tiny person's temple.

The first time I met Gene, I was five or six years old...

If it is something important, it is impossible to forget it, even if it is small. It was a

bit hot that day and I skipped piano class. I ran out of the house, took a short cut
through the large garden until I came to a tall, thin white fence, and sat against
it, thinking I would hide there until the lesson was over. For also knowing that my
mother was going to scold me anyway. If my memory serves me right, I stood
still and did not show any hint of emotion on my face.

Until... a person's head appeared outside the fence.

The boy had a lovely face with puffy cheeks and round eyes. I sat up and he
widened those round eyes even more when he fixed his gaze on me.

- P'Jaep, there is a little boy here.

- Gene, come down! How can you scale the neighbor's wall?

- Nong, nong, do you want to come play with me? Do you know how to play soccer?

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- Gene! If you don't come down, I'll tell Mom.

What did I do then... if I remember correctly, it seems I didn't answer anything, and when
the scare wore off, I just avoided it. Because mom had said not to talk to strangers.

But it was even more shocking when the other person suddenly jumped in front of me and
blocked my path. It was obvious that the fence was so high and there were so many
branches, and yet he was able to climb so quickly and jump back without taking damage.

Although he was taller than me, he moved like a mischievous and happy little hamster.

I looked at him surprised, my parents never let me climb trees. He took my arm towards
the gate of the fence and we sneaked out of the house, there was a big center field in the
town where we played for hours.

I remember when Gene ran up to me, hugged me and said he wanted to play with me after
he had scolded me so much when I ran into my mother that afternoon. He smiled as if he
knew how to please his elders, and told them in a pouting tone. It would be nice if he
pampered me like this from time to time...

I reached out and cupped his swollen cheeks as I thought about it, he was sound asleep,
but I could hear his muttering and see his slightly messy face.

After following the man in his arms to sleep once more, it was 6 pm when I opened my
eyes again.

- Gene.

- One…

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- Get up, or you won't be able to sleep tonight.

He was still not moving, probably very tired, and finally I didn't bother to pick him
up. Then I slowly pulled away from that warm embrace.
I felt a little sorry, but I had to pull the sheets up to cover him, as the weather
was too cool.

It felt much colder than inside when I opened the door and stepped out, the
window wide open. I couldn't help but frown after smelling the stench of spaghetti
blowing in on the wind. Closing the window behind me, I grabbed the car keys
and got out. The other light beyond the small light near the cabin was in a farther
area. So it was a bit darker.

My car was parked behind a big tree on the other side... where it had been
parked two days ago.

After Gene walked away from the house that day in a guilty fit, he was very
worried. Even if it was as safe as it could be, it wasn't going to be quiet as long
as it wasn't in my line of sight. And he could guess that if he wasn't home, then
he had to be here.

She knew Gene liked to do his thing in this suburban house, but she didn't know
exactly where it was located. After calling and asking Aunty Ran, I called for
someone to take my car and follow me.

From the first day I saw that familiar figure through the glass window of the car, I
wanted to go over and hug him tight, to apologize to him, to calm him down, to
see his pretty smile towards me. Because knowing Gene's personality well, if she
didn't want things to get more complicated, she had to wait for him to calm down.

I turned on my phone's flashlight, unlocked it, and opened the trunk to pull out a
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trunk for emergencies. Luckily there were two or three other items, so even if Gene
had to stay here a few more nights, he'd be fine.

The phone vibrated in my hand the moment I closed the trunk.

[Hey Yup, how's it going, did you get the message?]

- Yeah.

[Gene's pissed off, right?] P'Tum's tone was congratulatory, with a vague exhale of
relief. [Then have him turn on his phone to talk to me, or is he still angry?]

- Gene is not angry with you phi, don't worry.

[How can he not be mad at me, I'm the one who brought you to his house!] The other
end of the phone yelled loudly.

He let out a slow breath. Since Gene left that day, even though I wasn't in the mood, I
had to go to the set as usual and I had to keep in touch with my agent. Knowing that I
wasn't in the apartment with Gene, I also knew that Gene was mad at me.

Although P'Tum was more polite to me, sometimes he wasn't entirely polite either.

Being yelled at like that by the other person, although it felt deafening and not nice, but
on the other hand, it's nice that Gene has friends who care about him so much.

[Let me ask you seriously. When Gene asked you to come help pick out a present,
you must have known he was going home, right? Why didn't you stop him from coming
back sooner? Or is it that…]

-
…

[Did you let Gene come back on purpose?]

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I didn't answer anything.

[Right, I've known you for a year and I still can't figure out your brain circuitry.]

- I don't see that I have to explain to you phi, knowing that I love Gene is enough.

[Well, it's okay to squeeze a bit, really, fucking…]

-
…

[Wait and see, I'm going to tell Gene that I was tricked by you too, I told you, you usually don't come

to the office to sleep, for a good reason, when I said I want to use the room, you want to use the room

too. And the theater actor too, we agreed to only do the magazine we wanted to do. As soon as you

found out that Gene had written the script, you agreed to act, right?]

-
…

I went to open the door and bent down to remove the personal items from the storage box.

[Hey, are you listening to what I'm saying, clam?

Definitely not listening... damn stinky boy, I hope Gene doesn't accept your love.]

- ¿Hmm?

[No! Nothing!]

-
...

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[Although I already knew that you liked Gene a few days ago, I just realized that
you have liked him for a long time, you crazy lot.]

... -my hand stopped for a moment.

-

Lot of crazy...? I thought for a moment about what my agent had said, and in the
end, I could only laugh bitterly.

I have never felt this way for anyone other than Gene, a feeling that has been
building since I was a child. I collected everything related to this man. It was even
more decisive when I grew up, loving him so much that I couldn't let him go, so I
tried to do everything to be close to him.
After so many years of only seeing him in photos and hearing about him from
other people, I got tired of it.

I know all about Gene, but Gene is the type to focus on the moment, so it's not
surprising that he doesn't remember me now...

[Hey! Why don't you say anything, crazy? Just kidding, just kidding.]

- No, I'm thinking of something. - I frowned.

[Idiot... never mind. There's no filming tomorrow, so you don't have to run.]

- OK.

[You rested, if you rest less than if you have to shoot, the makeup artist will blow
my head off afterwards, saying that I didn't take good care of you.]

- Phi you don't have to worry, there's nothing wrong with it anymore.

[Well, okay, take care of my friend, I'll eat first.]

Once I hung up, I held onto my clothes with one hand and turned on my phone's
flashlight with the other to illuminate the lush lawn until I looked up.

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I headed for the stairs and saw a familiar figure standing in the doorway, wrapped in a shawl
and looking out with a weary look.

Charming...

- Awake from your nap? - I smiled.

- Where did you go?

- Pick up the clothes. - I said with my hand raised with the clothes on it.

That little face was still tense and his eyebrows were knitted into a frown.

- It's dark as hell outside, you could have told me beforehand where you were going, it's true
that there was no one, but there were gardens around there with a lot of people working and
it's dangerous as hell.

- Are you worried about me?

After asking this question, the person who heard it stood still for a moment, staring at me
with those big eyes that looked here and there for a while. She finally moved away from the
spot to hide in the house, the only thing that could be seen was the side of her face and her
pale cheeks. I thought about saying something else to make fun of him, and while I was
thinking about what I would have to do to better see that look just now, that head came out
of the door frame again.

- Why are you still standing there? Enter here.

-
... - Do not you answer him. I just followed him into the house.

Just knowing that the other man cared for me made my heart feel warm.

- Mr. Gene, when did you wake up?

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- I faintly heard the door open and I left and you weren't there, did you take me to my
room to sleep?

I put the clothes I'd brought from the car on the sofa and answered Gene's question as
I did so.

- Yes, I've taken you inside, it's colder outside and it's warmer sleeping snuggled
together.

-
..." Gene's mouth parted for a moment, as if he was going to say something, but as if
he thought he would be even more timid if he replied, he just puffed out his cheeks and
mumbled something to himself.

- Are you hungry now? - I asked for.

- A little bit and you?

- If you are hungry Mr. Gene, then let's eat, what would you like to eat?

- The store from before is probably already closed, so if we want to buy food we would
have to go by car. - After saying this, those deep black eyes looked up as if they were
thinking about something. - Going out is fine, there is a small market outside but it is a
bit far, but you can also go buy a towel.

- Is Mr. Gene willing to spend the night with me now?

- You brought your clothes. Will you come back if I say so?

I smiled and looked at him fondly, in direct response to what he said. He then
immediately changed the subject and said he was going to shower before going into his
room. I stayed where I was and waited for him, and he was soon out, a pair of large
glasses perched on the bridge of his nose on his little face. He probably didn't think
we'd be gone very long, so he didn't settle much.

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Those deep black eyes turned to me, and after I left the house and
locked the door or said nothing, I realized that he wanted me to drive.

My car was parked in a darker area and as I climbed the last step I
reached out to this man next to me. At that moment I felt the person next
to me startled, but a moment later he relaxed.

Seeing that Gene didn't reach out or resist, I smirked more.

- Is this your car?

- Yeah.

The face of the person next to me slightly tensed upon hearing that and
he muttered softly.

- I told you, you took your own car when you picked me up at the hotel the other
day.

I didn't answer anything, I gently took his hand and led him to the
passenger seat. After helping him close the door behind him, I followed
him to my seat.

- Remember to tell me the way.

- Well, go straight ahead and you will see a school and a town... it's good that I tell
you about it later.

I nodded.

The roads were empty, like those leading to the outer mansions, with
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they had little lights and booths with handwritten signs greeting customers. A
little further on, Gene pointed ahead and told me to turn left.

It was one of those markets where traders and customers go out to trade in the
afternoon, and across the street was a combined primary and secondary school.
A little further on was a restaurant and a 7-11 convenience store. The crowd
was a bit rowdy.

- The new Aston Martin Vantage and the out-of-town market...hide the car!

...still seems indignant about my car.

- If the car is not there, I will take you myself later.

- I have feet. - The person who spoke deflated. - Is it okay for you to eat here,
or do you want to pack it up?

- Just eat here.

- What do you want to eat? Are BBQ noodles okay?

I laughed softly, Gene must still be the same Gene who always seemed cute to
me, even if he was more whimsical than that. His way of being made me feel
more like he depended on me and that he needed me to follow his wishes.
Whether you know it or not, it doesn't matter.

- What will you drink? the other man asked as soon as he sat down at a red
plastic folding table with a Coca-Cola ad on it.

He seemed like he wanted to be the one to take care of someone, which once
again made me want to bite him lightly. Still, wanting him to keep taking care of
me, I answered him.

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- You can ask for me.

After taking a few glances at the menu under the cart, lean Gene raised his hand and called out
to the aunt who was scalding the noodles. The aunt has to be the boss and the cook at the same
time.

- Um, auntie, a regular serving of BBQ pork noodles without the wontons, and... an extra noodles,
one bowl for me and one for my nong.

(T/ N: I love wontons, don't ask for it!)

After hearing that, my two eyebrows tightened together.

-
...

- Why are you looking at me like that, you don't like noodles?

- ¿ Tu Nong?

- Uh, why, so you're my nong. The man in front of me blinked.

My eyes narrowed slightly, but I kept the smile on my

face.

- Didn't I tell you that I don't want to be your nong?

- Ah, not being a nong, what do you want me to call it then?

You don't have to ask me...

-
...

- What's up husband?

- You're crazy, right?

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I spent the next few moments laughing at that comment, watching the man in front of
me look to his left and right, as if afraid someone else might hear him.

- You are five years younger than me, so it is fair to call you nong.

Looking at him as he held up to demonstrate five pretty slender fingers, I wanted to

grab and bite them for fun.

- Right or wrong I don't know, but if you keep calling me that, I'm going to have to
punish you.

- Punishment?

- Kiss you.

Those eyes, already large, widened.

- You would not dare.

- Then try calling me that.

- N'Sib.

My hand went up immediately, but not before grabbing the pale wrist and pulling it to
press my mouth hard on hers. Next, the plump female boss delivered two bowls of
steaming noodles to the table. He happened to see the two of us move and then spoke
happily.

- What are you discussing, young man? The best noodles in the world are here!

I froze for a moment and as for Gene, who was watching my movements with wide
eyes, he relaxed a little. As if to come back strong, those soft lips faded into a smile.

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- Auntie, my nong, don't listen to discipline and just answer.

-
...

- That's how brothers are, but we older brothers have to give in to our younger
brothers, they have to know how to sacrifice themselves, do you understand?

This time I had to laugh as Gene went from a satisfied face to a black one.

- But sometimes we have to scold children when they don't listen to discipline.

- Sure you can scold, but you have to do it in moderation, it's a nong anyway, and
you can't go too far, or if he gets upset and doesn't talk to us in the future, that's a
real problem.

- Aunt, nong, has a bad temper...

- Whether he has a good or bad character, we have to advise him correctly, if we

always argue and fight, when he is a nong...

- It's okay aunt, I'm the husband of this phi, it's not my real phi.

I chuckled softly and opened my mouth to interrupt their conversation, picking up a

pair of joined wooden chopsticks from the basket and offering them to the man in
front of me and picking up a pair and placing them in my own bowl. I didn't raise my
eyebrows to look at him until the man sitting across from me called my name in a
very ferocious voice.

- Nubsib!

- What's happening?

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Gene squinted to see the fading aunt's back with a pouting face, then turned her head to look at
me with a serious face and said.

- Stop saying husband or I'll stab you with chopsticks. - The person who threatened me tried
hard to seem mean, but somehow I found him likeable. - We don't have any kind of relationship,
you will make others misunderstand if you say it like that.

- There is no misunderstanding, you just have to wait a little longer and end the day.

- Where do you get the confidence?

- Mr. Gene said he liked it, as long as you admit it that's all.

-
…

As soon as we got home, little Gene pointed to the bathroom, then walked over and grabbed the
bag of groceries and those fresh vegetables from me and headed for the kitchen.

- Go shower and grab the towel, I'll use the computer for a while.

- Are you going to continue writing?

- No, checking the things of the day.

I nodded and after helping him put everything in the fridge, I grabbed my new towel and went
into the bathroom to shower. After a while, after taking a shower, I went outside and looked at
the familiar figure sitting on the sofa. The laptop had been moved by him from the large round
table near the window to a small low table. He crouched down to stare at the glowing screen, not
realizing that I was next to him.

It was quite worrying at times when he was concentrating on something and not paying attention
to what was going on around him…

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I slowly approached him and sat down, we were close enough to feel each other's
warmth, but still he probably didn't know I was next to him.

-
... Sib?

-
…

- What are you doing sitting here, why don't you go to sleep?

It had been almost a full hour since her soft questioning voice finally rang out. When I
took my eyes off the phone and looked up, I could clearly see the concern for me hidden
in his messy face.

- That was waiting for you. - I smiled at him.

- Waiting for me for what… - he grumbled in a low murmur. But he closed his Macbook
anyway and stood up, at the same time pulling my arm to get me up. - I'm going to
shower, turn off the lights outside.

- OK.

The yellow light outside dimmed and the atmosphere was different from daytime, a bit
scary dark. But it also became cozy and claustrophobic.

At first I thought Gene would let me sleep out on the little couch to freeze, but I realized
I was wrong when the other man urged me into my room to sleep.

Kind and sweet to the point of chickening me out...

- Turn off the light.

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She came out of the bathroom with a faint smell of soap, and her white hands lifted the
covers and she climbed inside, lying on the other side of the bed, leaving plenty of empty
space between them, even though the bed wasn't a king size.

- You can't cross the thirty-eight line, whatever, if you come I'll kick you out of bed.

He threatened as if he had seen something in my eyes before doing so, but I ignored
him and then flirted with him with a sad face.

- Can't you hug?

- If you come, I'll tell Aunt Orn.

With that single word, the switch for that light above the bed went off just like the one
outside. The entire world was instantly plunged into darkness, and the light shining from
outside was almost non-existent. After a while, the eyes seemed to adjust to the
darkness, and thanks to the moonlight coming through the curtains from outside, I was
able to see even make out everything in the dark. There was a long dark shadow,
somewhat scary, in the room, but instead I didn't care.

- Sib.

- ...Hmm.

- During today's nap, I suddenly remembered something from when you were a child.

-
... - My eyebrows rose.

- I can't remember much, many years have passed, but I remember something, you were
mad at me back then...

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At that moment, the person who had started sleeping with his back to me turned around, with
those beautiful big eyes looking at me in the dark.

Listening to Gene's tone of voice as he told the story of our

childhood made me smile along with him.

- You were angry because you thought that the aunt loved me a little more and did not let me
sleep in your room at that time, damn bear.

- Yeah?

- What the hell, you don't remember now?

- All I remember is that you said you would marry into my family.

- Huh? - Said the person who was listening, with his mouth open. - When? No, I did not do it.

- You do not remember?

- The reason I don't remember is because there wasn't.

- Yes, Mr. Gene said that if he grew up he would be a girlfriend to me.

- The first time I saw you, I was in fifth grade, and I didn't know enough to say something crazy
like that.

- Can I kiss you?

- ¡¿Oh?!

- Right now.

-
... Before the other man could look at me with confused eyes, I got close enough to reach out a
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leaning on the clean sheets, touching her hand that was getting a little cold from the
temperature. So I rubbed her hand gently, trying to transfer the heat from my own palm.

And finally the fingers intertwined.

My face moved closer to that little face, knowing that every time I smiled and looked that
way it made the mind of the person looking at me go blank. I pressed my lips against
the soft lips of the person below me.

Even though Gene was here, I couldn't rest easy if he wasn't all mine...

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 17.

[So you're not really mad at me, are you?]

- Well, I'm not crazy.

[Really?]

- Yeah.

[Oh really?]

- Really.

[Well... I'm relieved to hear you say that. That's what I said. I am not excusing myself. He
knew that his family was rich, but he did not know that his family had so many apartments
or other residences in addition to the hotel business. His family also runs a real estate
company, so I assumed that house was for sale.] The person on the other end of the
phone was explaining non-stop, his tone of indignation half righteous, half indifferent. [He
has no contact with his family, he only met his brother alone.]

- Hmm. - I nodded.

[I think he slipped away and said something to my sister and offered some kind of quid pro
quo, which is why my sister told me that the dorms were full.
As? Is that kid annoying?]

- Annoying.

It was like seeing Tum's face suddenly hit the table while hearing a loud bang from the
other end of the phone.

[See, see? I told you!]

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Tum kept insisting that Nubsib had tricked me into wearing a nice boy's
leather suit to please him, but I hadn't realized until now that it wasn't what
he thought. Instead, I found him a bit cute and I couldn't blame him anymore...
I thought along with his thoughts, but actually Tum was right, otherwise
would he have gotten over it so fast?

Today I woke up early with a renewed spirit, after all, last night I slept very
well. Two days have passed since Nubsib spent the night here. I continued
to insist on not going back to my apartment, but instead took advantage of
this lucid time to work tirelessly on my novel to the best of my ability. My
phone also turned on after a long shutdown, but still not connected to the
internet.

When Tum called me the other day, he was buried in front of my computer
typing, so I didn't have much time to flirt with him, until he contacted me
again today. He asked me to connect my phone to the internet and then
called me on video, venting to me about Nubsib.

I actually told him earlier that I wasn't mad about anything, but seeing as he
was still so worried...

[But is it really true that they have exactly the same thing as a novel, a
childhood crush? You can try to use it in your novel, but be careful with the
bad drink, because this lover is a real jerk and has a big heart.]

- I have all kinds of plots in my head.

[So... have you started to accept our Nubsib?]

-
…

[...I don't believe it yet, you won't like it.]

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-
…

[Hey! Don't turn your face away from me, are you shy?] Her startled voice came through the
speaker, but I turned my phone's front camera to face the balcony ceiling anyway. [Just admit it if
you like it, I won't laugh at you.]

- Don't know.

[Don't know or don't want to answer?]

-
…

[Don't make fun of our Nubsib.]

- What are you playing? What made your Nubsib lie to me like that before.

[Oh…] He immediately broke off and nodded his head frequently. [I understand.]

- Understand what?

[Are you trying to get back at him? Or are you afraid that he will cheat on you again, and so you
are examining his performance?]

-
…

[Hmm? I know what your answer is if you don't answer, but it's okay, I can still ask you to help me
get it right.]

I pointed the phone at my face again, because I wanted to see the other person's expression.

- That?

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[To teach him a lesson, so he knows that even if he lied to you because he wanted
to be with you, lying is lying!]

- Sr. Gene.

Sitting on that wooden chair on the balcony, talking to Tum on the phone, I was
surprised when suddenly a soft, familiar voice came from behind me. I turned my
head to look, then realized that Nubsib had returned. He was seen in his college
uniform and had pulled the corners of his shirt out of his pants and left them hanging.

She rested a hand on the doorjamb, but the lower half of her pretty face was covered
by a mask, so I couldn't see her mouth well enough to tell if she was smiling.

All I could see was his thick eyebrows rising high.

- Doing what? Talking to P'Tum on the phone?

- Oh! Hmm.

- Don't you find it annoying? Better hang up the phone and come eat.

[Nubsib bastard! Brat!] Tum on the other end of the phone heard you clearly. [The
team just finished here, and you're coming back to my old friend so soon!]

Tum on the other end of the phone kept muttering something, but instead of talking
to the other person, Nubsib just stared at my phone screen, then ran a hand through
her hair.

- Are you hungry? I brought you food so you don't have to drive in the middle of the
night.

As soon as I heard the other person ask that, I immediately felt that the hungry ghost
was upon me.

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- Yes. - I nodded before turning my head to look at the screen of my phone.

- Tum, I'm going to go eat something, we'll talk later.

[Ah wait wait, when are you going back to Bangkok?]

- Soon, I'll send you a message then.

I ended the call and just as I got up, Nubsib immediately raised her hand and grabbed my
hand and closed the balcony door behind me. At first I was not very used to it, but over
time this artist from Tum began to annoy me more and more.

No doubt, I would have kicked him out without mercy, but I had a feeling that the more I
kicked him out, the more things he would say that would soften my heart and eventually I
couldn't find a reason to kick him out. That left me a bit perplexed.

- I brought you rice with chicken fat, you like this restaurant, right?

- How do you know I like this restaurant?

- If it was all up to you, I would know.

-
…

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the other man for a moment, but I didn't dig any deeper
because I assumed it was my own mother or someone who told her.

Nor did he know when or how Nubsib had asked about it. He had already found out from
my mother the address of my grandfather's wooden house, and had not pressured him to
give me those details. But I realized that my mother didn't call me to chase this boy, which
means that this cunning boy must have used his language art to dodge my mother, so my
mother didn't know that we were living together during this Previous period.

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I sat down and placed the lunch box in front of me before stuffing a mouthful of rice into my
mouth.

- You're not eating, are you?

- I ate it during lunch time at school.

- ¡Oh!

I answered softly in my throat as I chewed my rice, glancing at Nubsib sitting across from
me. Only to see him lower his mask a bit and then raise the glass of water to his mouth,
looking a bit concerned.

- Hey.

- ¿Hmm?

- It would be better if you went home, right?

-
…

Seeing the silence of my chatterbox, I was afraid that he would misunderstand me, so I
hastened to continue.

- Since you don't like the smell of sea lemon trees, it's better to go home to sleep, why force
yourself to smell this stench here every morning and night?

- Alright.

"I'm sure by then you'll be using that as an excuse to squeeze me back to sleep."

- I call it curling up to sleep.

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- If you do that again tonight, I'll kick you out of bed.

There was only one room in this house and because I knew very well that even if I
asked to get rid of the eighteenth player, I would not be obedient. There was no air
conditioning in the living room and it was still quite cold at night so I had to ask Nubsib
to come sleep with me.
I usually get up later than the other, so I don't even know if he slept with me in my arms
the night before. But last night I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom,
so I realized this guy was holding me and burying his face in my hair.

At first I thought I was being tricked, so I just stood there.

So I pushed the other guy away, but to my surprise he told me in a pathetic, kind tone
that I stinked up the room or something. I was too sleepy at the time, so I had to listen.
When I woke up early in the morning, I found that I was already up and everything was
as usual…

I wouldn't think that Nubsib was going to abuse me or take advantage of me or

something like that, if he was going to do that, he would have done it a long time ago, (I
would be the only one who would abuse someone drunk, right?). Nubsib wouldn't dare,
and if he told his mother, the brat would be expecting a casserole of pork shanks... just
like when he was a child. Ha ha!

- Why do you have such a pretty face?

Nubsib's words washed those images from my mind in all directions, and the corners of
my lips immediately fell.

- No.

-
…

Nubsib stared at my face with her sharp eyes after hearing that, and finally rested her
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avoid pursing my lips and pretending I didn't care as I held my glass of water closer to protect
my mouth.

This brat was getting more and more reckless.

- You go to the set, you go to school and you walk around here all night, what's all the trouble?

- It's not a problem, you live here, I'll live here, it's that simple.

- Then let's come back tomorrow.

As soon as I saw Nubsib's expression turn surprised, I continued.

- It turns out that I have an appointment tomorrow with my editor to talk about something.

- Fine, I'll do what you want anyway.

- But... when we return, it doesn't mean that I will let you continue living in my apartment. I
hesitated for a moment before deciding to say the words.

The reason I let Nubsib stay at my house at first was because I thought she didn't have a
place to stay, but now I know that's not the case, so what makes sense is letting her move.
Although she told me that she liked it, I didn't tell her that I liked it too, and it's a bit weird for
two people to live together, and besides... the last time I talked to Aunt Orn, the other person
mentioned that she didn't know where his son lived, and that sometimes he runs off looking
for Nubsib and doesn't find him, so that's a little worrying.

- You could also go back to your house.

As soon as she heard me say that, Nubsib froze slightly, then frowned and asked me.

- Why are you kicking me out again?

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- I'm not kicking you out, Aunt Orn will worry about you if you don't come back from time to time.

- If I tell him that I'm staying with you, there's no problem.

- No, why should I say that. Going back to your room is the best option, your house is very big and
you have a private pool.

- Good, then you will move to my house.

- No way.

- Well… - Nubsib broke off softly deep in his throat, as if his heart was a little heavy at seeing my
complete disobedience to his intentions.

- Didn't you say that before? You will wait until the day I believe you.

This time, after hearing me say that, Nubsib was silent for almost a minute. I kept an eye on the

dynamics of the other man's expression and finally found him sighing softly.

- Did you know…

-
…

- I don't want to get away from you at all.

- Because... uh...

-
…

- Then be a good boy and hurry to find a way to get

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- As ordered.

-
…

- When that time comes, you're going to hug me tight and you're going to tell me out
loud that you like me.

I looked at the weak smile on the other side.

- Mmm.

We went back to our old apartment the next day.

I drove my own car, and since we each had a car, Nubsib had to drive his own very
expensive Aston Martin. Once we got back to the apartment, I didn't rush him to pack
in a hurry, because number eighteen had class in the morning, so I told him to go to
class first and pack when he came back in the afternoon.

Things haven't changed much in the past four days, Hin and the editors are busy
planning things, the crew is shooting in an orderly fashion, and Tum says that nothing
special is happening. Except to say that there will be a small event at the Paragon Mall
next week where the characters will just be announced.

Also... I've finished 80% of the first draft of my second novel.

I started putting it online yesterday so I'm going to keep updating it today.

As I said before, I don't play Facebook or Twitter, there is no such social platform to
follow the fans. But after some of the fans of the novel found out what IG I was on, they
started running to follow me, to the point that I'm approaching four figures in terms of
followers. Now that everyone knows I'm the author, I've had the nerve to post that photo
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of coffee and a pot of flowers, as well as editing the issue to tell fans some news about
the new novel.

_nayma: P'Gene! I'm going to see it right now. Oh post some pictures when you have
time, I want to see it!

zBlingky: P'Gene, you should let Nubsib live for a while, I haven't seen him in a few
days, I miss him!

Ter044: The male lead is very handsome, I'm waiting for the update.

JaYCC: P'Gene!! Are you going to the Paragon character announcement conference?
I want to take a picture of you and Nubsib together.

Nubsib.t: I'll go read it later.

Within those comments, 30% of them follow my novel, the rest are inseparable from
Nubsib. Damn! I was tempted to just reply by saying who Nubsib is, but then the last
message popped up...

I immediately felt my face burn… I write BL novels, why does this guy have to be so
lazy and say he's going to read it?

(In response to) Gene_1418: Listen carefully.

When I finished typing, I covered the laptop, leaned back, and turned on the phone to
watch a TV show. It was a European and American program on psychology and
psychic powers. I sat down and pretty much finished the first season before getting
up and going to wash my face, then went downstairs for a bite to eat before finally
laying down again and continuing to catch up with gusto. I suddenly felt that my right
cheek was touched by something soft, so I couldn't help but scream.

This!

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...I turned my face to see that handsome and familiar face, at that moment the other man
was sitting next to me staring at me.

- Nubsib!

The phone nearly fell out of my hand, so I hastily leaned back and blinked at the other guy.
Since I had the sound too loud and my eyes were focused on the screen, I had no idea when
this guy opened the door and walked in.

- Have you eaten?

Although my expression was still one of surprise, I responded with a soft heart.

- I have eaten.

- Charming.

-
…

What the hell does this boy want, hurry up and say it.

- And you? Have you eaten?

- I ate at lunchtime.

- Are you tired or not?

Nubsib frowned with an odd expression, a smile that seemed to widen at the corners of her
mouth, and shook her head.

- Is it time to pack your bags? I'll help you.

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This time, the other man's smile immediately disappeared. His hand came up and
cupped my cheeks, one moment to the left, the next to the right.

- Are you in such a hurry, just to get rid of me as soon as possible? Hmm?

- No, I see that you are very free now, and it will be dangerous for you to drive
when it gets dark if you don't hurry.

- Well, then, since someone is so worried about me.

His big thick hand took mine and lifted me up, then he led me to his room. He
hadn't been here since the first day he moved in and I helped him clean up.

Nubsib's bedroom is not messy at all, although there are many things in there, he
puts them away in a very organized way every time he is done using them.
Although her room was not excessively decorated, everything seemed to be in
order if the objects were returned to their original place after each use. I looked
around with interest, and my nose caught a light, fresh fragrance that I found quite
pleasant. So I inhaled vigorously and started looking to see if the smell was air
freshener or something.

When I reacted again and saw the person who was next to me, I couldn't help but
put on my circumstantial face. Because Nubsib has been standing in the corner of
the room smiling and looking at me for a long time.

- Eh... where is your suitcase? I'll help you pack.

- In the closet.

Nubsib pulls out a large suitcase and opens it on the floor, and I go to the closet at
the other end of the room and open it to look at it. I see that it is full of all kinds of
clothes whose styles match those of Nubsib and

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- Good, then let's hurry to talk, so we can go to breakfast later.

P'Bua pulled out the iPad and placed it on the table, followed by my first draft that had
been printed.

- P'Mark has marked it with red pen with notations on the back, take this and read it
slowly.

- OK.

- And... hmm? Where are they? Where are those bed scenes I told you about, you're
writing them better than before, but why have they disappeared after this chapter?

- Because... because I think it's too much.

- A little of what? This one is already eight chapters away from the last bed scene, so
hurry up to write it, don't use the headboard as a shield, it's rare that you write so well,
so make sure you keep writing.

- I'll look at it again then.

- Well, that's it, you can ask us where you don't understand. It must be exciting, you can
ask the guy from before to teach you.

- ¡ Phi! No!

- Did you know? It's that reaction of yours that makes me think there must be
a.

-
…

- Very good, very good, regarding this, the boss told me to bring it to you, so you can
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placed on the table. The contents of that bag made a loud noise against the table, it
seemed to be quite heavy.

I thanked him as I opened it and looked at it… As expected, it was other BL novels.

P'Bua went out to continue his work while I sat in my seat waiting for Hin, during which
I was bored taking out the novels and flipping through them. There were still some
translated works, and they weren't from my own publisher, they were those translated
novels from China and Japan. And two or three of them had the kind of covers with
images of crossed legs and bulging crotches, images that made me feel a little
embarrassed.

After sitting waiting for Hin for almost 20 minutes, this madman suddenly pushed open
the door without a second thought and rushed in and jumped on me and hugged me
tightly, making my whole body lean against the back of the sofa.

- P'Gene! I miss you so much! Take me to Nubsib.

- Do you miss me or Nubsib?

- Of course I miss you. Come on, let's eat!

Since the guy's stomach was already pounding, he didn't want to go too far, so he
chose the pizzeria across from the publishing house.

When Hin saw that I was in no hurry to return, he asked me to go to the publisher's
direct bookstore on the first floor and sit down for a chat. As this publishing house is
still a bit famous among readers, it has its own bookstore, in addition to its stand at
book fairs sometimes, which sells directly all kinds of new and used books, at cheaper
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In one corner of the bookstore there are a few chairs and tables for readers to peruse, and
on the adjoining shelves are various sample books for readers to pick up. Also, readers can
buy a cup of coffee or a piece of cake to bring from the cafeteria next door.

I saw it and gave Hin the money to buy something to eat or drink.

- So you're going to the book fair this time, did P'Bua call you?

- I haven't heard of it.

- It did not? He will probably say it in a few days... Are you going or not?

- No.

- There you go again, the fans want to get your autograph.

-
…

- Don't be shy when the time comes. The editorial team will organize a column to interview
him when the time comes.

- Let's take a look first.

- Again, first look. Actually, if his next novel arrives on time...

- Sorry, sorry to interrupt.

Hin and I turned our heads in unison to follow the sound, and then we saw a little girl in a
school uniform skirt standing with a sweet smile on her face, but her expression was still a
bit polite.

- P’Gene.

-
…
- my hand that was holding the cake spoon froze in mid air. -
¿Hmm?

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- Give me your autograph?

This time I was even more confused and put the spoon down on the plate. Even so, I
could guess that this girl would be a fan of my book. And Hin, who was still unaware that
my photo had gone viral on the Internet, was looking at the two of us in amazement.

I was still blushing a little that someone would come up so presumptuously to ask me for
an autograph. I slightly bowed my head as I asked the young lady to hand over the book,
and the other person was
considerate enough to have a pen ready and extend her copy to the page she wanted
signed.

I was about to sign it, but my hand stopped in midair.

- Uh... this.

- A magazine? - Hin muttered when he saw it.

Yes, it was not my novel that the girl had spread out in front of me, but a very famous
fashion magazine, and the page she had spread out had Nubsib's picture on it. Number
eighteen was dressed super well and his photo had his signature in the lower right.

- You are taking me for someone else?

- I was not wrong. - Seeing my confused face, while the little girl blushed, then she
pointed to the photo in the magazine. - P'Gene, can you sign it for me? It's right next to
the Nubsib signature, here.

- Uh…

Why do I have to sign next to number eighteen? Not that this is my book.

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Despite the grumbling still in my mind, I relented and signed it after hearing the
girl's sweet pleading voice. Finally, the little girl retrieved the magazine and then
smiled with a clear and unmistakable jump for joy in her expression.

- Heehee, P'Gene you are really too charming, I want to shake his hand but I'm
so shy, thank you very much, I didn't bring your novel today so I can't do it. But I
have this magazine with me all the time, so I'll be back for his autograph next
time I get the chance.

I nodded my head while smiling resentfully. The little girl gave me an adorably
mixed hello and then thanked me again before turning to leave.

- Wait a minute, nong, nong. - ...But the guy across the street called her.

- What's happening?

- Nubsib's autograph, how did you get it? I also want it.

I am really speechless with this Hin.

- Oh, I ran into it by chance when I was looking for a friend at X University. I told
him at the time that I asked P'Gene to sign another one with him after I signed it,
so he signed it for me without saying a word.

-
…

After seeing the girl walk away from our sight, Hin immediately came over, took
my hands, and winked at me.

- P'Gene, sign one in the magazine for me.

- No way!

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 18.

After Hin harassed me long and hard for an autograph, when I got back to my
apartment it was probably two in the afternoon. I opened my laptop and worked on my
novel, then went to bed to continue catching up on the rest of last night's episode. After
watching it for a while, I fell asleep on the couch.

Only when I woke up again did I vaguely hear the sound of my phone, which was on
silent mode, vibrating on the table.

Nubsib: Have you eaten yet?

I looked at the other party's text, and out of the corner of my eye, I also looked at the
current time and realized that it was already after 8 pm. It seemed like the team should
have finished, so Nubsib had time to send me a message.

Gene: Not yet, I'm about to go.

Nubsib: Will you come to my house tonight to sleep?

I don't know what you mean by this invitation...

Gene: No.

I sat texting Nubsib for a while, not stopping until the person told me to hurry up to
dinner.

But really, I would like to meet Nubsib…

Since she moved away, Sib and I have texted and chatted a lot, and for a long time.
I'm not normally the type of person who enjoys chatting on the phone via text, but with
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I get bored in the least. Being able to talk like this with others also makes the loneliness
I feel when I'm alone disappear.

After dinner, I went back to my laptop again and began to resume my writing. I'm the
type of writer who can spew out a great paragraph whenever I'm inspired, but if the
writing dries up during that time, I'll likely put word work aside for a week or so. And
right now my writing flows like a fountain, so I'm sitting in my seat, constantly moving
my fingers across the keyboard with both hands. And, of course, getting up in between
to run to the fridge and raid some sandwich for dinner. By the time I reacted again, it
was beginning to dawn.

Another day of staying up late.

Once I hit the save button, I let out a long sigh of relief. Although mentally and physically
exhausted, I was as relieved as a sunflower in the middle of summer when I saw seven
more pages of the first draft in front of me. I stretched, then went over and pressed the
button on the kettle, thinking that after I had eaten something, I would lie down and
sleep until the sky was dark.

The aromatic smell of coffee wafted through the air and I went to open the balcony
door after spreading a layer of jam as high as a mountain of snow on the toast. Observe
the view of the city center
from the top, and then I slowly bit into the toast and savored the coffee until I finished
both.

Ah, Thailand, even at this time of the morning it is very hot.

- Can you fill yourself up with so little food?

- ¡¡¡...!!!

I gasped.

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The empty cup fell from my hand, however, out of the corner of my eye
I caught a glimpse of a large hand of someone already reaching out to
catch the cup safely.

- Be careful.

- ¿Nub... Nubsib?

This tall guy in a college uniform was standing on the balcony to my

left… and all this time, the image of this guy had stayed in my mind…

- You…

- Well, it's me.

I wasn't hallucinating from lack of sleep. This perfect-looking, handsome,

fit guy in front of me is of course him in person, even his voice is so real.

Shit! This guy cheated on me again.

The layout of the rooms in this apartment building is somewhat similar,

only the directions are opposite. If you enter my room, my bedroom is
the one on the right, and as for the one in the room next to mine, it is the
one on the left of the entrance. Normally this arrangement is repeated
every two rooms, so there are some in which the balconies would be
especially close together. The one who lived next door to me started out
as a mid-level bank clerk in her thirties or eighties. At that time she also
lived alone next to me, but it seems that in the last two or three years
she did not come to stay so often. That's because she moved in with her
husband after she got married.

For now…

- Why... did you go here?

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- I bought it here.

-
…

Buy it… buy it, buy… here. The words echoed in my head like an empty valley of
ghostly sound. My mouth opened uncharacteristically and I looked incredulous.
And the man who had said in the cloud that he had taken over someone else's
room stood still and smiled weakly.

- You're crazy! Are you rich or something? Although this apartment is not very
expensive, it is not cheap! - I shouted with a trembling voice, feeling that my heart
ached vaguely. I nearly fainted at the thought of this brat spending money on a
house to live in for fun. I thought back to how much pocket money Uncle Wat
should give his son and hated helping his old man pick up the stick to teach his
son. - Don't feel bad about paying for it, at least you have to think about how hard
your parents work to earn money.

- Don't worry, I paid for it with my own money.

- Fuck! So don't you feel more disheartened that you wasted your own money like
that?

- If I could live by your side...

-
…

- It wouldn't have hurt the money.

- But I think it's a pity that if I knew you were stupid enough to buy the room next
to mine, I could have let you rent it…

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- Then I'll put the house up for sale immediately.

- You already bought it, why are you talking about this? Ha!

Seeing my eyes drift, Nubsib chuckled in the back of her throat. He moved
his body a little closer to mine and handed me the cup in his hand, the one
that he had almost dropped on the ground earlier and that he had caught in
time.

Seeing this move on his part, although my face was tense, I stepped
forward to catch him. But once again, I fell into his trap, as Nubsib quickly
lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. When I reacted, I
hastily pushed my partner's face away, not noticing that he was taking a
step back.

This brat...

- It's okay, I've been buying this house for a long time anyway.

- Did you buy it a long time ago? When?

- About... last year.

- Last year? - This time, my face immediately became hazy and confused,
and there was a moment where my eyebrows shot up and then collided
hard.

Last year? If I remember correctly, Nubsib had just returned from abroad
last year and had just entered university here.

- In the middle of last year, I was already planning to live here. - It seems
that Nubsib saw the puzzled expression on my face, so he explained to me
slowly in that soft tone of voice. - But it turns out that it was known that his
novel was going to become a series.

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-
…

Since I knew Nubsib's character and person more than before, I already
fully understood after he just said that.

From this guy's words, I could easily conclude that he had been planning
to move into this apartment since the middle of last year. But as soon as he
found out that he had the opportunity to star in the adaptation of my novel,
he just asked Tum to bring him to my house to "cheat"... I think that's it.

You are going too far.

At first, when we agreed that he would move out in a month, he didn't

object, so I guess it was because he had that backing.

I was a little glad to see that Nubsib was so direct, but felt a little
uncomfortable on the other side. So, all of a sudden, I wanted to go over
and mess up the other's hair, which was already combed, to feel good. I
was secretly admitting yesterday that ever since Nubsib had moved away,
my heart was swaying like a loveless swing. At one point I even thought
that even though it won't force him to move, it shouldn't be a problem, but now…

It's not that I'm mad, it's more that my heart is a little unbalanced, and as
for being heartbroken about money, super!

- Brat! You are a real brat. - I couldn't contain myself anymore and I had to
borrow Tum's words.
- Gift.

Seeing that subtle, rippling expression on Nubsib's face made me feel even
more unable to let go. My mind raced to see if I could come up with
something that would make the man in front of me anxious, and finally, the
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- N'Sib.

-
…

The title of "Nong" got an unexpected effect.

Nubsib's expression immediately changed drastically, those wise eyes narrowed slightly and the
smile faded from her face. His smile had certainly moved onto my face, and I grinned before
shouting out the title again. At the same time, I calculated in my mind that I was standing in such a
position that the other party definitely couldn't get close to my side, and of course I couldn't just
climb from the balcony over there, right? Therefore, I took this action as a kind of revenge for what
I had done before.

- Did you forget what I told you? If you yell at me like that, I kiss you.

- I haven't forgotten, but I'm just going to scream.

- You want me to kiss you, why did you tell me directly?

- N'Sib.

- Three times now.

- And? Go ahead and kiss Tum, I'm not going to be stupid enough to open the door and let you in.

-
…

Nubsib said nothing more, but smiled slightly. But the look on his face instead made a feeling of
electricity start to build.
run down the back of my spine. If it had been me before, I wouldn't have thought any differently,
but now my instincts alerted my neurons and made them revive quickly.

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I stared at the other side's expression as if on ice, then widened my eyes as if

remembering something, and immediately ran into the room.

I fumbled furiously to find my wallet and open it, and then found the door card that
Nubsib had given me back the day before. The thick door card, in addition to the tiny
font with the name of the apartment printed on the front, had a tiny line of black
numbers printed somewhere on the back…

'1714'

That's not my room number...

My room is 1713, and as for the one next door, it's 1714... Damn, Nubsib gave me his
room door card! That means you have not returned my room card to me, you can open
my room door whenever you want.

-
…

I froze in place for a full minute with the door card in hand.

- Sr. Gene.

The balcony window, from floor to ceiling, was still open, and that soft, thin voice of the
other man had pierced my ears along the open window door, making me tremble. At
first I thought Nubsib was going to take the card from the door and open it to enter, but
he didn't.

So I calmly walked over to the balcony door frame and slowly stuck my head out to
peek into the other guy's movements, then I realized the tall guy was still standing
where he was.

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- You're not mad that I moved here, are you?

-
…

- I just wanted to see you closely to be calm.

I was instantly petrified, but my eyes locked on the other man's face. At that moment there
was a slight smile on his face, his eyes were deep and unspeakable. I finally shook my
head slowly and answered in a soft voice.

- No, actually... I'm not angry.

I myself, at that moment, realized that I actually also wanted Nubsib to stay by my side, a
feeling that was nothing like the
other.

- Come here for a second.

Seeing the other man's large raised and waved hand, that skeptical alert from earlier went
somewhere. My legs actually took an unconscious step forward. As I placed my hand on
the balcony fence, Nubsib placed her hand gently on the back of mine. Then he lowered
his face and planted a soft kiss on my left cheek with his lips. At first I was a little stunned,
but when the other man brought his lips to my right cheek, a certain strange familiarity made
me instantly relax.

- Still awake, right? I saw you had the light on all night.

- Hmm.

- You better go to sleep then... good dreams.

- Hmm, good dreams.

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It was 5 pm when I woke up again. I saw that there was still a bit of light and I felt
much more refreshed. Even though I'm used to this life as a night owl, I still feel
like the day goes by too fast if I wake up to a still dark sky. I sat on my bed for a
while playing Facebook and watching the news, then got out of bed and went to
shower. But just as I was drying my hair in front of the mirror, before I could get
dressed, the doorbell rang.

I blinked and rushed to grab some pants and put them on, then went to open the
door.

- I'm coming~

-
…

- Nubsib?

How can this guy be?

The other boy was still wearing the same college uniform he'd worn this morning,
but now his face was a little anxious.

- Why do you go out dressed like that?

- I was afraid that the person who rang the doorbell would leave...

- Remember to put your clothes on first in the future.

Without asking me a single question, Nubsib simply pushed one of his long legs
out of the door and entered the room. I didn't say anything, as I was still stunned
by this untimely move from the other side. But I opted to turn around and go into
my bedroom, grab a T-shirt and put it on, and put on my rimmed glasses.

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I didn't expect Sib to come because I had seen him once before I went to bed. So I figured
it was either the property manager or one of those cleaners that could get into the apartment.
In fact, my mind kept thinking that Nubsib would just arrive with his door card that he still
hadn't returned to me, like the days before, when he was still staying in my house on loan.
But when I saw him ring the bell to come out and open the door for him, I still felt quietly
happy inside because he still cared about my feelings.

...If I had just come out of the bedroom and saw him sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the
living room, I probably would have jumped on him and killed him on the spot.

- Is the filming over?

- Well, it's over at four.

- ¡Oh!

- Let's have dinner together.

- Fine, where do you want to eat?

- What do you want to eat?

- I don't know, I'm not hungry yet so I can't think of anything for a while. Why don't we walk
around and see what we want to eat before we go in?

As always, Nubsib submissively assented to whatever he suggested. So I told him to wait a

minute and went back to the bathroom to change my glasses to contact glasses. I just took
my wallet and didn't say anything. But the attentive Nubsib saw him and immediately knew
what I was thinking, and when we got downstairs he took me right to his luxury car and
unlocked it.

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As soon as I walked in, I noticed the cream velvet doll on the front window
sill, a familiar sight that reminded me of the day I got drunk and took my
first drive in the car.
contestant number 18.

The doll was pretty enough, though it didn't fit Nubsib's character.

- You've been naughty again, if you take it off, I'll charge you a bonding
fee

- It's funny, how could it fall if I touch it so lightly? You're too precious with
this bear, aren't you? - I couldn't help but embitter him.

- Mr. Gene, are you jealous of the bear?

- I'm not jealous!

Shit~

Seeing me flatten my mouth, Nubsib gave a soft laugh. At that moment,

the car went into a curve and he hastily turned the wheel, without saying
much.

It took almost an hour for the car to park in the upper parking lot of a
nearby mall. Our car was stuck in front of the center
commercial for a long time, and I wasn't hungry, but I couldn't stop my
stomach from starting to growl from the jam. But once we got out of the
car and wandered around the floor full of restaurants, I still couldn't decide
what to eat.

- I want sukiyaki, but then I also want pizza.

- You want to eat so much that you won't be able to finish for a while. Nubsib raised
an eyebrow.

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- Then you choose.

When she heard me say that, Nubsib tilted her head slightly, and finally said.

- Well, let's go downstairs for the ingredients for the sukiyaki, and then go
upstairs to buy pizza to take away.

- To buy and eat again?

- If you want to eat both things, you'll have to go back to your room, right?

Nubsib's words made me feel that he was a bit of a capricious person. I don't
know if it's because Nubsib has been so accommodating that I've become so
"willful". But when I think of me acting arbitrarily in front of this boy who is five
or six years younger than me, I can't accept it.

- So... let's eat here.

- No problem.

- No, no, we only eat here.

I stood my ground, but Nubsib rubbed his big thick hand down my back before
pushing me forward.

We ended up going to the supermarket below the mall and bought some
ingredients to make sukiyaki back. I don't know how to cook and Nubsib, being
such a big young man, can't do it either. Luckily sukiyaki is not a difficult meal
to make, you just have to put the ingredients and cook them and that's it. After
choosing the toppings, Nubsib took me to order the pizza and even paid the
bill for me afterwards.
This whole operation just made it harder for me to accept.

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- Then I'll invite you to dinner next time. - I said after getting out of the car to
the apartment.

- I wouldn't take it to heart.

- I'm going to invite you to anything, even a high-class dinner at a high-end hotel!

- Okay, okay, you're the most handsome.

- Are you making fun of me?

- Not at all, I'm happy because you want to go out with me. Nubsib said with a
smile.

- No way!

- Your cheeks are puffing up again.

- This is my thing... Hey! stop you - I hastened to raise that free hand and
averted the handsome face of the other man who was approaching me.

Her well-defined mouth and that high nose pressed into my palm, and I felt it
start to burn immediately.

- Sis, Gene.

- ¡...! - Of a leap of surprise.

The harsh voice of a man made both Nubsib and I freeze.

A tall man in a fine suit was standing at the entrance and looking to our side
with a strange look and holding his phone in his hand. But when I clearly saw
the other man's handsome face and that upturned hairstyle, my jaw dropped.

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- ¿NubNeng... Phi?

Aunt Orn's eldest son looked past us, his eyes flicking from Nubsib's face to mine. His gaze then
went to my hand pulling away from Nubsib's face before one of his eyebrows immediately shot up.

That look made me immediately realize what was happening, and I hastily withdrew my own hand
and stepped back to get away from the boy who was leaning toward me unceremoniously.

- Did you go shopping? You didn't even answer when I called you.

- Something happens?

- No. Mom wanted to know how you were doing, and I heard that you had moved here, so I stopped
by.

- ¡Oh!

- So... - P'Neng shifted his gaze to me, at a time when I was trying to calmly separate Nubsib's
hands from my own waist. - What about you, Gene? How did you end up with Nubsib?

Have you contacted again? How come I didn't know.

- I... I live here too, phi. My mom said she lived downtown, so this is where I live.

- Do you live here? - Neng's face had a clear expression of bewilderment, but he calmed down
after a second. - Oh! I see.

-
…

Did you understand? What a great capacity for understanding.

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- You yourself told me yesterday, don't you remember? Hey? I asked you if you were going
and you said yes, so last night I told you I'd stop by to wake you up when I went upstairs to
pick up Sib today. You also said that Sib had your room door card and she could just walk
in.

- When was that? Did you call while I was writing?

- How will I know, you didn't say what you were doing at that moment.

- If I reply with a 'hmmm', then you should think that something is wrong.
I'm on the phone as I type and I don't even know what I'm talking about. - I interrupted, with
both eyebrows knitted, before turning back on the soft duvet. - Please, I'm not leaving.

- How come you're not going? You asked me to wake you up and you didn't go! How can
you do that?

- Why do I have to go? I told the other person that it is no longer convenient.

- Bb will go too. Aren't you going to watch your husband?

- Your husband is the one who is right!

I answered the other man vaguely, not taking the words seriously. My face was buried in
the soft, silky blankets as my nerves slowly began to relax, ready to go back to sleep.

- Gene! There's a meeting after the launch, you told me you'd go with me.

-
…

- Stinky gene!

-
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- Gene…

Tum lowered his head and brought his mouth close to my ear, then called my name in
a long, high-pitched voice that shook the floor of my ears. So I hastily turned my head
and turned the guy's face away from me, finally sitting up with a look of annoyance.
When I was about to open my mouth to yell at him, he handed me a bath towel.

I let out a loud sigh of relief and reached over to throw on the towel before stepping
into the shower.

Lately I have been obsessed with a European or American series, and when I turned
on the computer I have done nothing more than write the first draft of my novel and
watch the series day and night. I have not followed any news about my own novel
other than the weekly online updates of my novel. I put it aside after starting a Twitter
thread for my new novel and didn't read it very often because I knew that when I
started updating, the chapters were still small and most readers would wait for it to
update a bit longer. before going to read it.

What keeps me up late is not only my own novels, but also the shows I watch...

I left the bathroom with a helpless look, at first I expected to see that Tum guy standing
there waiting for me, but instead I saw the tall Nubsib. Today he was dressed formally
and his hair was styled in a jade style.

- Why do you make that face? - He asked me with a soft tone of voice.

- What else could it be, being woken up by your agent.

- Woke up? Didn't P'Tum say he had an appointment?

- Last night I slept a little late.

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- Sleepy?

- Of course I'm sleepy!

- Do you want to go back to sleep? I'll talk to P'Tum later.

- It's okay, I just took a bath and I'm a little fresher.

- Then come back later to catch up on sleep. - I agreed without being able to avoid it.

- You just make up?

- Well, P'Tum had brought the stylist and now he was sending the other down.

When I didn't respond, Nubsib put that big thick hand of hers on my head.

- Are you hungry?

- I just woke up, I'm not hungry yet, so I can go eat at Paragon then.

We left the room just as Tum opened the door and walked in. He handed the door card
back to Nubsib and then prodded us several times and was there rushing us out.

We took a car to our destination and the traffic around Siam can be that bad 24 hours a
day. Even though we had left the house much earlier, time still seemed a bit stretched
out. I went back to sleep in the car before my exhaustion calmed down a bit.

Whereas before I was sleepy and didn't feel like doing anything, now I was starting to
have a little more energy. We got out of the car and headed straight to the stage near the
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The event was youth school style, and while the original was somewhat
famous, the event didn't get unusually big because the story was about
same-sex love. The event organizers only rented a medium-sized stage
with a red carpet underneath, and the carpet was not overloaded with
chairs, while there were a few security guards guarding the perimeter.
But I didn't see any reporters from the television networks or from the
newspapers at the moment, there were only some self-publishers who
do entertainment pages.

I saw that some people were starting to come here in groups, mostly
girls. Those who knew what kind of event it was held up small support
signs and took selfies all over the place.

Snap! Snap!

I saw several people pick up their phones to take photos, and I think I,
who was standing next to the stage, was also in their photos.

- Gene, you're standing to my left. Do you want to be photographed?

- Hmm? Oh!

When the launch was about to start, Nubsib and the other main
characters of the show were directed to the other side by the staff, and
as for me, the author... after refusing to go on stage just now, Tum still
dragged me to this side of the stage. So I had to try to avoid the focus
of the crowd.

I stayed backstage watching the host interview the lead actors with a
few questions about their roles and such, and of course in between
making jokes about the Couple feeling of the two male leads and no
doubt getting yelled at by the many female fans in the background of the
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placed under the balloon arch, all the fans ran to take photos with them.

At first, Sib and Oei stood side by side, before the two parted ways after a while, allowing
fans to chat and take photos with them separately.

- P’Gene.

I was left alone watching this in silence while Tum talked to a guy not too far away. At that
moment, a voice calling my name came from behind me, startling me.

A girl in a high school uniform smiled at me and waved, looking at the fans gathering around
Nubsib before looking away and sending me a smile.

- ¿Hmm?

- Can I take a photo? A photo of you and P'Sib.

A photo with Nubsib?

He didn't know if it was better to put on a puzzled expression or a nervous look after hearing
that.

- Uh, actually...

- Come here, Mr. Gene.

-
…

At first I was going to say no, but then Nubsib took it upon himself to wave at me. All the girls
around him shot their eyes in unison, and I had to get closer to him.

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Why are you filming me? It wasn't a star...

- Mr. Gene, smile a lot. - Nubsib, who was next to me, whispered in my ear with his
head down.

- I can only smile a little.

- I can't help you if you don't look handsome in the photos later.

- In the first place, I didn't want to go the way of being handsome.

Seeing me tense up, Nubsib laughed softly, her expression and her eyes making the
girls around her scream even more.

- P'Gene... can...

- Sorry, we'll talk about it later, I have to go to the bathroom first. - I put my hands
together as an apology and smiled awkwardly. So I took the biggest step of my life and
walked in the other direction.

There was a red carpet entrance in front of the stage for the audience to come in and
out of, and the perimeter and back of the stage was fenced off and guarded by staff.
When I entered the zone, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. I glanced back without
thinking to see the grumpy Nubsib still standing in the crowd, while the rest of the cast
was on the other side. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by them when I saw this
scene.

What is his job like, his profession, there are many actors who are surely used to this,
like Nubsib, who is supposed to be used to crowds, and that's why he has become so
cheeky, right?
But that is not my case. I am used to writing novels regularly, so I like a quiet
environment without noise...

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But since I posted my photos on social media apps, I have gradually started to be
recognized by people, and sometimes I have to stand still to take photos for my fans.

- How is that? Do I have to give you sunglasses and a mask?

I was slightly startled when the words came from behind me. I hastily turned my head
to look, and then I saw that Tum was leaning against the staff table with his hands on
his chest and on the side of his butt, and he was posing very flimsily.

- What are you talking about?

- After all, my good friend is starting to be famous, but then, are you interested in being
a star? Then I'll talk to my sister and ask her to help you promote.

- Do it yourself if you want, it's very annoying.

- Ouch! What's annoying, I'm just being honest, is that you have quite a fan base.

The guy even reached up and pinched my cheek, which I slapped away briskly.

- That hurts, asshole!

- Sib is out of the picture, I'm going to take the opportunity to pinch, I love to pinch the
faces of celebrities. - When he said that, he lost his voice and laughed. But when he
came back into focus on my face, then he said. - Because Sib left a comment on the
status you posted and all those followers saw it, as well as the IG Story Sib posted,
haven't you seen it?

- No, I don't even watch much IG, I've been busy catching up on series lately, what's
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- Sometimes he posts photos of you looking out on the balcony, sometimes he

posts short videos of you brushing your teeth while you open the door to go out
onto the balcony. Now all those fans know that you live in the same apartment and
that you are in the next room.

- What have you said? - My eyes widened.

- Honestly, do you like to go out on the balcony to brush your teeth?

- Of course not! Because Sib brat was yelling at me, and I was afraid the neighbors
would come out and scold him for being so loud, so I didn't care that I was brushing
my teeth, so I ran away!

- You should move in together so as not to make noise in the neighbor's house. He
had a worried look.

- Well, do you want to move too? The three together.

- Better not, if you don't want me to die young. Tum laughed creepily, but when he
heard me talk about going after Nubsib later, he nodded instead and said. - Well,
that's good, although that Story quickly disappeared, everyone thought that you
and Sib were close. Even though you're good friends, the drama is in the middle of
the promotional period lately, so if all the fans come rushing to join you and Sib by
then, something will surely go wrong.

- Well…

I only whispered in the back of my throat after hearing that Tum should know that I
am a person who understands things.

Since I started writing novels in this field, I know a lot of common sense in this
circle, including the business of couples, romance, etc.
I can fully understand what Tum said.

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Whether a drama is popular or not has to do, to a certain extent, with the daily
work of the actors.

- Very good. - He must have noticed my expression, so he stopped clutching his

chest and reached out a hand to caress my shoulder. - Good, so you're going to
the mini celebration party tonight, right? You made a deal with me last night.

- I'm sleepy…

- Wow, it's only for a while, the station even approved a budget to host it, it's on
the executive lounge floor of Hotel Z.

- Then you will go with Nubsib.

- I am his manager, it is difficult for me to avoid the activities of the station, and
if I leave, do you know what it means? - He continued with a serious expression. -
There will definitely be a lot of people surrounding me again then, trying to talk
me into getting Sib to act in another movie or drama or something, and while I'll
definitely say it depends on Sib's schedule and preferences then, I'll feel so tired
and also too lazy to deal with those people. If you're there too, I can tell them
then that I need to talk to you a bit about the new drama, so that I can free
myself. Understood?

- So you're using me.

- Well, I admit that, you let me use you a little, old iron.

- You are quite cheeky, little steel tooth!

- Beast! Fat fish.

- Damn Tum! That nickname is hundreds of years old and you still use it, you're quite a
few years old already!

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- Who told you to call me that in the first place? I took my braces off a long time
ago, can't you see? Can't you see how pretty these big white teeth are?

He leaned his head in and opened his mouth to show me his teeth, and almost
touched the tip of my nose, I hastened to brush it away with my hand, and then I
patted his forehead not too lightly.

Tum seemed to be a bit pissed off, and seeing him so amused immediately made
me laugh since I was still a bit upset. I finally told him that I would see if he was
sleepy at the moment, and if he was too sleepy then I couldn't help him. And he
had to put up with it and rub his forehead with resignation.

I stayed for a while next to the stage with my own friend. Since I hadn't eaten
anything since I woke up this morning, my stomach was growling for a while. In
the end I told him that I was going to find something light to fill my stomach first,
and that I would return after the event.

- Don't forget to send a message to Sib.

- I got it.

Why do you need to send a message to report when you are such a big guy…?

Though I was thinking that, I took out my phone and opened the Line app.
A hint of resignation crossed my face, why should I be five years older than the
other person but have to send messages about my whereabouts everywhere? But
only when I realized and knew that Nubsib had to care about me, I began to enter
the information in detail.

I wandered around the food floor and finally decided to go downstairs for a great
burger for dinner. When I came back, I noticed that there were no actors standing
at the front anymore, supposedly they were invited to the back of the stage by the
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talking long and hard. Seeing this, I decided to turn around and head to the toilets, not far from
the scene.

I wanted to wash my face to refresh myself, and when the cold water touched the skin on my
face, that tiredness instantly disappeared into the corners of the mountains. But coming out of the
bathroom, I couldn't help but stop dead when I saw the thin body of someone leaning against the
wall.

As soon as the other person turned and saw me, he smiled sweetly.

- Hi, P'Gene.

-
…

- Why are you going to the bathroom alone?

Nong Oei…

I froze on the spot and didn't answer the other man's question right away as my mind was still full
of doubts. Oei's smile was as familiar to me as every time I'd seen him before, but I don't know if
it worried me too much, but the emotions he gave off didn't make me feel the slightest bit of
friendship.

Oei had already had a lot of trouble with me when it came to Nubsib. But after Nubsib said that he
cleared it up with his friend, every time he went to the set or met Oei, he had a calm look on his
face and no longer ran to me with jokes like before. How could he not be taken aback by this
perverse act of coming up and smiling today for no reason?

- You need to go to the bathroom, make yourself at home, there is no one there.

- Hang on a minute. - When I was about to take a step to leave, the other man stood in front of
me. - P'Gene, you're in a hurry, we haven't even talked for so long.

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-
…

- I've already seen your photo all over Twitter, how nice.

- ¿...?

- Are you and Sib together? - Speaking of which, Oei's pretty eyes narrowed a little.

By now, the facts are out in the open. Oei didn't come to use the bathroom. He just
wanted the chance to talk to me for a few minutes. I racked my brain for a while, and
honestly couldn't think of any other reason for him to do that, other than that he was
jealous of his own friend.

- What together? - I smiled kindly and pretended not to know anything at first.

- How dare you say that? - The other boy shook his head, showing an impatience in
his face, his behavior and the aura that surrounded him no longer resembled the
pretty boy he used to be. - So let me ask you this, you like Bb right?

-
…

I froze for a moment.

Our eyes met, Oei was speechless, before saying in an annoyed tone and with an
agitated look.

- You like Bb.

- And if I...?

- You knew from the beginning that I liked Bb, and yet you chose to like me. - Oei
interrupted me once more with a severe voice, his face

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showing clear indignation, those two skinny arms then rose to hug his chest. - Hmph~ It's still

happening.

- It's yours.

After climbing on the railing to separate myself from the other man and causing him to lose track of

my thoughts for a moment, I finally raised my hand to indicate that I was going to interrupt, and then

decided to speak directly.

- I know you're angry with me right now, and if I like Nubsib, or you like Nubsib, and that makes me

angry with you or you angry with me, I can understand it. But it's a bit wrong for you to do that, even

though you like Nubsib, but if he doesn't like you or he leaves and likes someone else, you have to

accept reality.

- Huh? Are you teaching me a lesson by saying that?

Both of my eyebrows were slightly framed.

- No, I didn't mean to scold you, I was just being honest.

-
... ¿And?

- That's what people in general are supposed to think. - I added the clarification by spreading the

palms of my hands, but that made Oei's face become even harder.

- You mean I'm too stupid to think about that?

-
…

- Are you being sarcastic?

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I've also been trying hard to explain my point of view on the matter ever
since the other guy made his comment, and everything I said was more or
less reasonable, but I didn't expect the other guy to listen to it and then
accuse me of deliberately embarrassing him. ..

- And I thought you were one of those simple and sweet people. - The
other person's red lip twisted a little. - It seems that you are also a badass.

-
...

What do you mean "it's also bad"? My brows twitched slightly as the other
person's words sounded a bit confusing.

- But this is good. - Oei's big eyes stared at my face. He held it like that for
a few moments before his face changed once more and he moved closer
to me. Oei was smaller than me and it was as if he stood on tiptoe to make
us both meet eyes, both of us so close that our noses were about to touch.
- P'Gene is more fun when you look that stupid.

This time I immediately stared at the other with wide eyes.

Although all along I had secretly told myself in my mind that this nong was
still young and that I shouldn't pay too much attention to his behavior or
words.

I was older than him, and as soon as I heard the other person rush me
with such disrespectful words, I immediately felt resentful.

- Oei, please, have some manners.

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- What's happening? You're angry? There is no need to get angry, because you are just
like that…

- You.

The sweet voice hadn't even finished her sentence before the next word was killed deep
in her throat, because at that moment another voice sounded.

N'Oie backed up a bit, then looked at the voice, no doubt standing still with a disgusted
expression on his face as I looked the same way.

Nubsib…

This men's room was not very crowded, in stark contrast to the women's room next
door. Now the three of us were standing in that narrow corner, and God help us if no
one comes in to see him in his present condition.

Number 18 was still dressed as before, his sharp eyes darting over my face as if
exploring something, and then his gaze landed on his friend's.
I wanted to say something, but seeing the seriousness on his face, I had to opt to wait
and see what would happen.

Oei raised her eyebrows slightly, and then changed to a cute smile.

- Sib, is the event over?

Seeing this quick change of skill on Oei's face, I hastily froze and turned my head to
look at the other person in front of me, for a second I wanted to laugh out loud, but
instead the next second I went back to laughing. be a little upset.

Wait a minute, now I'm confused.

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- Did you forget what we agreed to do? Nubsib asked with a calm expression.

- What was agreed? Oh, I didn't forget.

Number 18 stepped forward at his usual pace, but for some reason the aura around him
was a bit intimidating, and even I didn't dare make a move or say a word. I had to look
at the two men in front of me with puzzled faces.

They were saying something I couldn't understand, and I couldn't guess if this had
something to do with me.

- Do not overdo it.

- I'm not playing, I'm serious.

-
…

As soon as Sib's long legs stopped in front of Oei, I could tell that he hesitated when he
saw Sib's face, for a moment he looked like he wanted to take a step back, but he ended
up raising an eyebrow and making an innocent and clueless expression. .

Nubsib, for her part, had a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, but the emotion in
her eyes did not quite match the corners of her mouth.

I won't say it a third or fourth time.

Oei was still frozen to the spot, those big round eyes staring at his friend, and I wondered
what emotion that look conveyed, perhaps a sulky sadness? Their mouths pursed, and
I began to speculate to myself that perhaps they were talking about the last time Nubsib
and Oei went out to dinner.

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Or maybe it wasn't... or maybe there's more to it than that. With the two of them attending
the same school, being friends, and having the chance to meet and talk every day, it
wasn't impossible that something else could happen between them.

Thinking about it made me slightly shake my body apprehensively.

But I hadn't decided what to do next, when Nubsib's great hand reached out and waved
it before my eyes several times.

-
…

I looked at him and his eyes looked back at me and he raised his hand.

- Come back, P'Tum is still waiting.

- Hmm.

Without hesitation, I reached out and took the other man's hand, and Nubsib gave me a
gentle squeeze before leading me outside. I didn't even turn my head to look at him or
say goodbye to him, as I felt a sense of resentment towards what Oei had just said. I
was even more glad that Nubsib and I were acting this intimate in front of each other.

When we left the bathroom and headed for the crowded area, the two of us naturally let
go of each other's hands.

I didn't say much, just stole a glance at Sib next to me. I noticed that even though he no
longer had that aura around him that gave him an invisible pressure, there was still a
hint of discontent on his face.

- Sr. Gene.

- Yeb... huh? - We both called at the same time and I hardly had time to replace what I
said. - What's happening?

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- From now on you better stay away from Oei for a while.

The next thing Nubsib said made me frown in confusion.

- Because? Is there a conflict between you two?

- There is no conflict, I just don't know how to explain it.

- Something to do with me?

Nubsib didn't look at me, I couldn't read her expression until I heard her heavy reply.

- Hmm.

- Oh! Oei has a problem with me I guess.

- Not really.

- What it wasn't, and before... - my words stopped abruptly as I suddenly realized

that if I said it like that, I would end up like one of those long-winded women who like
to talk. But then I thought about it differently, and I felt that what I was going to say
was the truth, so I decided to continue, and of course I was doing my best not to mix
any upset when I said it. - The way of speaking was not very friendly, and I don't
even know if he is angry about something.

- That's why I told you to stay away from him, and not have anything to do with him.

- How am I not going to have anything to do with him, if I haven't even finished talking
to him right now.

- I'm done with him for you. - Nubsib put his hand on my back and gave me a gentle
push to keep going. Then he stopped in place and

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he said significantly. - If you still don't understand, I'll clarify it myself when the
time comes.

- But this matter is about me, isn't it? You said it yourself, it's better that I talk to
him when the time comes.

- No way.

- Why not. - Nubsib's words suddenly intervened, leaving me perplexed. I took a

few steps back, away from the other man, and asked once more. - Are you afraid
that I will insult your friend?

- Huh?

- Wait, I'm older, you don't like being called nong, and I don't want you to treat me
like a little child who is always worrying people.

Nubsib fell silent as we stopped in front of a designer bag store. This time, he
decided to turn and stare at me after all the times he walked with his eyes forward.

- Worrying about you has nothing to do with the fact that you are older or that
you have grown up.

-
…

- Worrying is worrying.

- Okay, so tell me, why do you worry about me and what N'Oei is going to do to
me? kill me?

Honestly now I'm starting to feel a bit annoyed. I think that Nubsib doesn't want
me to deal with Oei directly because he's worried about me, or maybe he doesn't
want to upset Oei, or upset his friends, or he's afraid that I won't be able to fight
Oei. If it was about me, then I had a right to participate, right?

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- Because he's interested in you.

- ¿...?

-
…

What a joke, he...

- ¡Sib! Gene!

My words were again stuck in my throat by Tum's loud scream. Both Nubsib and I turned our
heads in unison to look at the panting guy who was running over, bringing our conversation to a
halt. But that tense atmosphere between us had not disappeared.

I was feeling pretty sick too, so I turned my face the other way and didn't look at Nubsib.

- Where have you been for so long, I have been waiting for you for a long time and the event is
over.

- I'm sorry. - I answered.

- Have you gone to dinner? Let's eat here together then.

- No, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to bed.

- Whoa. Tom blinked. - So tonight's party...

- I'm sorry, I'm sleepy and I want to go to bed.

Tum sighed softly when he heard that, he looked at me and then at Nubsib, presumably noticing
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He was speaking in a tone that was desperately trying to hide the irritation clogging
my chest.

So she didn't ask any more questions or say anything else, because she knew she
shouldn't care either. That was one of the good things about him, I liked that about
him since my student days.

- Okay then, okay, join us the next time you're free.

- Well, go with Sib.

- They…

- You go. - I interrupted just before Nubsib opened his mouth because I knew what
he was going to say. - If Tum even told the organizer that you would be there, how
can you drop out on the spur of the moment? It is organized by the station, there will
be problems if you don't go.

Nubsib said nothing, just stared at me with those soft eyes. At that moment, I turned
my face to look at him as well, and finally couldn't help but snort. Despite doing so,
the other man continued to speak to me with the same friendly tone as always.

- Then wait for me at home and I'll come back as soon as I can to talk about it with
you.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 20.

The first thing I did when I got back to my room was take a quick shower, I
didn't really feel like watching a show or doing anything else, probably due to
the sleepiness I had accumulated before and some annoying things that had
just happened.

But all of that is human nature, because when I was alone, my emotions
calmed down. I turned the air conditioning on to the coolest setting and
wrapped myself in the soft duvet as my mind turned to Nubsib and Oei. But
because I was so sleepy, I couldn't even pinpoint the exact moment I fell
asleep. When I woke up again and looked out the window, I found that the sky
had long since turned gray, and the clock told me that it was already after
seven in the evening.

I opened the balcony door for air circulation and closed the mosquito net.
I went to the kitchen and cooked an instant noodle and ate in silence. While
eating, I reached for my phone to check my messages, and then I saw a
message from Line that Nubsib had sent me.

Nubsib: You have to eat, and not instant noodles.

Nubsib: I'll be back in a bit.

It was sent thirty minutes ago, the boy should have guessed that I would be up
at this time. I breathed slightly in relief, but answered anyway.

Gene: I ate them, too lazy to go downstairs to get it.

Nubsib cares about me, I know. He was a little irritated when I had a fight with
him earlier. As soon as I saw that Nubsib and Oei were talking in a mysterious
way, I was in a bad mood. Especially when I saw that the topic they were
talking about was related to me, I became even more agitated.

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Although he also knew very well that Nubsib was not going to like or be interested in
that friend of his, but…

- Because he's interested in you.

- Outrageous…

As soon as I thought that Nubsib had said that, I hurriedly shook my head. Well, that
boy is so smart, it turns out that he can be very out of the loop sometimes.

I have eyes myself, and based on my own observations, I haven't seen Oei act
strangely towards me or act in any way that makes it seem like he's interested in me
since the first day of the audition. I don't have much experience in this sort of thing,
but my powers of observation are still normal.

¡Line! ¡Line!

As I was silently thinking alone, I was surprised when my phone rang and my butt
rose a few inches into the air.

I thought it was Nubsib who was replying to the message, but after picking up the
phone to look at it, I realized it was an unknown name.

OEI: (sends an emoticon)

OEI: Sr. Genes.

The account I hadn't yet agreed to add as a friend sent an emoji, followed by a yell
with my name. The other person's avatar was a close-up of a red lip, and that was
all he needed to know about who the other person was.

OEI: Guess who I am.

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Gene: N'Oei.

OEI: (sends an emoji)

OEI: Correct.

-
...

I looked at the other person's message that conveyed a lively emotion and had to squint.

We had a conflict before on the bathroom door. That hesitant attitude on the other side
made me lose track of him a bit.

Gene: How come you have my Line?

OEI: Secretly, I saw the director's mobile phone number and wrote it down.

OEI: Come out and meet me.

OEI: We are not done with what happened before.

OEI: I am on the ground floor of the W Hotel.

Gene: You didn't go to the party?

OEI: I didn't say I was going in the first place, now I'm alone, what's up? Don't you dare
to come?

Gene: Is that true?

OEI: (send photo)

OEI: What I told you before bothered me a little.

Gene: Who is next to you?

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I saw the photo that the other person had sent, and in it, in addition to a drink and
the other person's thin hand, I saw someone's thick arm. So my eyebrows rightfully
twitched when I wrote that.

OEI: You're very jealous, and it's not Nubsib anyway!

Gene: That's not what I meant, I didn't think it was him either.

OEI: Hahahaha, I don't know who he is either, he just came to buy me a drink. If
you want to drink, come, I'll buy you a drink then.

Gene: If I can't find it, I'll call you from Voice Line.

I moved the phone back to where it was and got up to take my mug to the sink and
put it on the floor. I then went to my room to change and get organized as quickly
as possible. I brushed my hair a few times and didn't even change my rimmed
glasses for contact lenses on the way out the door.

I was still angry with N'Oei for what had happened earlier, but I could understand
the other person being overwhelmed by jealousy and feelings of aggression, so I let
my emotions override my reason for a moment. With that in mind, I also put aside
the previous rude behavior of the other party. Seeing that the other person claimed
to be there alone, but from the photos he posted it looked like there was someone
with him, I couldn't help but worry. Even if he wasn't his father, it wouldn't be morally
justifiable for him to let it go.

The hotel Oei mentioned was not hard to find, there were more foreigners visiting
the area and there were all kinds of foot or Thai massage parlors on both sides of
the road. I parked the car and went downstairs to ask the hotel security guard who
kindly directed me to the hotel restaurant floor, which has a disabled lift next to the
basement floor entrance.

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The basement level was a small bar with a bar designed in a Z shape and a cabinet behind
the bartender filled with a wide array of bottles of alcohol.

There weren't many customers in this bar, just a casual look and I immediately saw N'Oei.
Luckily I didn't see another man sitting next to him, the guy should go over and buy him a

drink.

-
... - I took a seat in silence in the round chair that was next to him, but I also fell slightly
silent when I saw that N'Oei froze. He frowned, but then his eyes widened as he saw that it
was me coming. - And with glasses.

-
...

- And it's really coming.

-
...

Seeing my disgusted face and not catching her words, Oei continued.

- Do you want something to drink? I said I'd buy you a drink.

- No, pay the bill, I'll take you later, if you have something to say, say it in the car.

- Don't be in such a hurry, now that you're out. - Oei smiled, then looked at the waiter while
pointing at me. - A mojito, make it one of the specials.

I sighed slightly, but didn't stop the bartender who had already started making the drink.

- Does Sib have no problem with you coming to me?

-
...

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When I heard Oei ask that, I remembered this.

It's still true, I had forgotten. Since my mind was full of Oei matters, and since
Sib didn't reply to me in time after replying to Line's message just now. I
thought Sib should take care of those leaders, so she didn't have time to read
the message. So really, I didn't think about it.

It wasn't until Oei reminded me of that that I rushed to put my hand in my

pants pocket.

Oh!

- There's no need.

My hand hadn't even touched the phone before the other's hand came up to
stop me.

- Aren't we going to chat? We haven't finished our words before, so I guess

you don't want Sib to interrupt us like last time.

Hearing that, I shuddered a little.

"...Okay, then let's hurry up, finish talking and go to

House.

- Well, where were we last time we talked? - Oei muttered in a low voice,
seeming to be deep in thought. - Speaking of how you like Bb there, do you
really like Bb?

-
...

I stared at Oei's face and didn't reply right away.

Oei rested her hands on her cheeks just as the bartender placed the mojito
on the bar as Oei pushed the glass in front of my eyes.

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- Let's just say I'm guessing, but Sib likes you.

Oei's face made a slight grimace, feeling that she had calmed down compared to what she
had done before in front of the bathroom. Because instead of putting on a stiff and rude
expression towards me, she just gracefully lifted the cocktail in front of her to her mouth to
take a small sip before saying it softly. I couldn't help but open my mouth when I saw it and
asked.

- You are gay?

- Well, I don't like girls, they're annoying and... I'm more handsome than a woman.

-
...

- Hehehe, P'Gene you look so funny.

- How much did you just drink?

- I guess a lot.

Oei... so you're in a slightly drunk state.

Perhaps he drank too much because he was hurt by the Nubsib affair.
I had thought before coming to the bar that the topics we were going to talk about couldn't
be further than what we had said before in front of the bathroom. But the fact that Oei was
in that slightly intoxicated state was unexpected. Under the influence of alcohol, he started
talking to me about everything, like it was going to bring out everything on his mind,
including his reasons for liking boys and some things that happened between him and
Nubsib at school.

Looks like I'm going to have to sit here and listen to this drunk vent his emotions then.

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Almost an hour later, I asked the waiter to keep an eye on Oei for me and then got up and
headed to the bathroom. I asked the waitress I passed to bring me a glass of water after leaving
the bathroom, but when I returned to the bar, Oei was asking for another alcoholic drink.

- N'Oei, that's enough!

- It's okay, I'm a good drinker, I'm just a little tipsy right now. - Oei brought the cocktail glass to
my eyes. - I ordered the cocktail for you, you haven't had it yet.

- No…

- Putting on that pretty face again.

- Aren't you the handsome one? A moment ago you said you were handsome. - I rolled my eyes.

- If you weren't handsome, phi, would Sib like you?

There's that shit again. I sighed and turned to pick up the glass of water the waitress had just
brought, while Oei continued to ramble on.

- Nobody loves me, neither dad nor mom...

-
...

- I envy you so much, I want to hate you... but I can't every time, you're so simple and you have
such a good heart, you're out because you don't worry about me drinking here alone, right?

- You... eh!

My voice turned into an exclamation filled with astonishment and I quickly brought my other free
hand up to block the small body of the other person.

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that was about to fall. Because the Oei, who had been sitting a bit away from me, suddenly
pounced on me, a slap away from our mouths colliding.

- P'Gene.

- Hmm? Wait a minute, sit down first, I can't hold you steady.

- You're such a good guy that you shouldn't care, right?

- Huh?

- You don't like Sib, you come like me.

-
...

- I am also handsome and I am fierce in bed.

- N'Oei! Stop kidding around and hurry up to drink some water, I want to go back.

- There's no need to go back. - Oei raises his hand and squeezes my cheek hard while
giving me a crooked smile. - Spend the night with me tonight, okay?

- Oei...Oei...Oei. I tried to turn my face away from him. I noticed the other guy's round eyes
staring into my mouth and felt like all the blood on my face was about to dry up. - Stop stop
Stop.

What the hell was he talking about?

My eyes widened at what was happening in front of me, thinking that the other man must
have been drunk and confused. Even though Oei's body is smaller than mine, the way he's
collapsing his entire body on top of me without fear of falling or pain, I still have to make an
effort to hold him or we'll both fall to the ground.

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ground safely. So now I had no extra strength to push him off me, nor could I free my hand to break

the other man's hand that had been squeezing my cheek.

We were both pulling, our mouths looking like they were going to touch in the next second.

- ¡...!

What fun!? This is fun? I felt overwhelmed by the other guy's actions, my eyes fluttered.

- We are going to…

Oh!

Someone's big palm reached out and covered my mouth.

Both Oei and I immediately froze, but soon Oei realized that someone was in on it, and immediately

her face changed drastically and she cursed vaguely.

- What the fuck? ...Bb?

-
...

-
...

The person stuck behind me had a tall build, and that familiarity made me immediately recognize the

other person as Nubsib. I turned my head to look at him, noting that at that moment his cold face was

dotted with intimidating eyes, I was too intimidated by that aura to move, and the Oei who looked up

at Nubsib froze on the spot.

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Almost a minute passed before Oei removed her hand from my cheek as
Nubsib's hand slapped hers several times mercilessly. And still a look of
bewilderment mixed with surprise lingers on Oei's face.

- How did you get here? Oei murmured softly.

I was surprised too, but not because I was surprised to see Nubsib.
Because he'd texted her in passing when he'd gone to the bathroom earlier
to tell her where he was right now. But what surprised me was that Oei coldly
confessed her love to me and pounced on me to kiss me, and that she would
make that impatient face and say those kinds of vulgar words... I didn't
expect Oei to say such things at all.

-
...

Nubsib doesn't respond to Oei, his eyes glancing over Oei's shoulder behind
him, and I follow, only to see someone I didn't expect to find here.

- You're up to something again, huh?

- Mork! Oei narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't just Nubsib, it turned out that Saimok was here too. Mok was
wearing a fancy suit, presumably having just finished the party. Mok looked
around for a moment, then shook his head hopelessly and placed his hand
on Oei's skinny shoulder before finally pushing Oei away forcefully.
Meanwhile, Oei yells with a disgusted face.

Oei looked up at me, and as our gazes met, her eyes immediately turned
downcast.

- P'Gene, did you call them here? What did you call them for? Just the two
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frown and blink. At that moment, Oei released his shoulder from Saimok's grasp. -
Oh! You don't even want to drink the drink I bought you!

- They…

- Hey. - Just when he was about to open his mouth to answer, Saimok interrupted
saying Oei's name. Oei took a deep breath hearing this and then roared hysterically.

- Do not throw me, will you! I know! I will return.

Oei stood up, then searched for her bag and stumbled toward the escalator at the
door that connected to the upper floor. Saimok turned to look at me and Nubsib,
shrugged, and turned to follow. I continued to watch the departing couple with a
tense expression, at which point my brain felt as if it had been hit several times with
a sledgehammer, and I saw so many stars dizzyingly.

-
...

I turned my head to look at Nubsib, only to find that he was looking at me too. The
look in his eyes made my jaw drop, and the words that had sprung into my mouth
were swallowed hard.

I didn't dare to look into the other man's eyes for a long time, so I turned my face to
look at the bar. In front of me was the mojito that Oei had ordered for me, but I
hadn't taken a sip of what had been sitting for almost an hour. Along with the mojito
were two or three thousand baht bills, the money Oei had said would pay for my
drink.

I suddenly felt a little sorry for Oei and thought it would be a waste not to drink the
expensive drink he had ordered for me. So I reached up to lift the glass, but before
my lips could touch the rim, a large hand reached out and snatched it from me. My
face turned with her,

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so I saw Nubsib gulp down the mojito in one gulp and I felt him read me the
mind at that time.

-
...

- Can we go back now? - Nubsib's voice was a bit muffled, and despite being
calm and unadulterated, I sensed that within that calm were Nubsib's emotions
of discontent with the matter.

- Uh... well.

He led me to the elevator and I stared at the other man's broad back before
getting up and following him too, trying to keep my distance. Suddenly, Nubsib
stopped dead.

He turned to stare at me with those sharp eyes.

He didn't say anything, he just held the hand that had just covered my mouth
in front of me, I didn't know how to describe what I felt at that moment, I just
pulled my hand out as well, and then the other person's warm hand held mine
tightly.

I didn't have time to check my phone until I was in the bathroom, and as soon
as I saw Nubsib's message and several missed calls from Nubsib, I immediately
called him back. Nubsib asked me where I was, and after a few words, he
found out where I was, so he told me to stay where I was and not leave, then
quickly hung up.

Hearing him say that, I knew he was getting ready to come running, but I didn't
expect Oei and I to be in that state when he arrived.

-
...

Nubsib didn't say a word the whole way from the bar to the parking lot until we
got into the car. Meanwhile, I squinted at the other guy a few times.

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He started the car and turned on the air conditioning, but he didn't pull out of the parking
space.

- Sr. Gene.

- ¿Hmm? ...¡Mmm!

I heard the other man call my name and immediately turned away, while Nubsib's great
hand took hold of the back of my neck.

Before I can react, he had already lowered his head and was kissing me on the lips.

The brush of his lips against mine gave me a tingling sensation, while he tingled again to
my soul as he gently bit my bottom lip.

- What should I do with you...?

-
...

- Why do you have to be central air conditioning and be so nice to everyone? - Nubsib
whispered against my mouth.

It left me not knowing what to say. Seeing my silence, he leaned his body back as well, I
saw his expression heavy with a mist of outrage, but he was desperately trying to hold it
back. My eyes darted over her face before settling on my own thighs.

- Do you know what you did wrong?

-
... I pursed my lips softly. - Uh~ I don't think...

- ¿Hmm?

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- So... I'm counting on me being wrong.

Nubsib nods slowly and turns that pretty face towards me.

- Wrong about what? Tell me?

- You clearly told me not to get involved with him, but I ran out to talk to him again.

- No.

-
...

- It's your fault for making me worry so much about you.

-
... - I couldn't help but freeze up after hearing that.

- Do you know how worried I was for you when I couldn't reach you before?

- Well, but... - At first I nodded my head, but when I saw that Nubsib's two thick eyebrows
came together, I decided to explain carefully. -
I've only been out for a while, to look for N'Oei, it's not like I'm going anywhere and I was
planning to come back quickly… N'Oei is your friend too, and I'm grown up now, so you
don't have to worry so much about me.

- Didn't I tell you? This has nothing to do with growing up or not.

-
...

- Because you are the most important person to me, that's why I care about you.

-
...

-
...

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Worried...

- ...I'm sorry. - My voice was as weak as that of a mosquito, and my eyes

they fell.

After a moment of silence, Nubsib exhales and brings her hand up to rest on my face before
raising her head. Finally her lips brushed against mine before she sat up with a reticent look.

- Next time we must not forget anything.

- Okay, okay, I won't forget.

Nubsib nodded with a satisfied look after hearing that, while I still had a bit of apprehension
in my mind.

- But... about me talking to nong Oei.

- ¿Hmm?

- You don't feel resentful, do you?

- Very resentful.

I froze immediately, a certain feeling rushed into my head with irremediable force.

- I'm resentful because my Mr. Gene is being touched by someone else. -

Nubsib met my eyes with her sharp eyes once more, and then her gaze moved to my cheek.
He brought his fingertips up and gently pressed them to my cheek. - This soft face that
belongs to me was also touched by Oei, right?

-
...

- In addition to being worried about you, I'm jealous.

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Nubsib froze me once more, that overwhelming feeling I had as my sanity almost
dissipated into thin air. I reached over and broke the large hand that was on my cheek,
as his hand was preventing me from speaking clearly.

- I... I thought you were afraid that I would blame Oei, that's why you were so agitated.

- When you say that, do you know what it means?

I had to look at the other man with a puzzled face.

- What does it mean? It just... it means I'm upset.

- Well, and it also shows that you're jealous of me.

-
... - I didn't answer, I just turned my face in the other direction. I didn't deny it, because
I understood my own heart even after thinking about it. Perhaps out of shyness, I rush
to deviate from the subject.

- I didn't expect Oei to do that.

Actually, the thing is that until this moment, I was still puzzled by Oei's performance.
From the time Sib had said earlier that his friend was interested in me to the time Oei
told me himself, I still didn't really feel his affection for me.

But one thing he was sure of was that the way Oei acted when he was emotionally out
of control was his truest side.
She wasn't really the slender, sweet person we usually see. I get goosebumps thinking
that all this time, Oei has put a harmless and cute face in front of and behind people.

Nubsib... and Oei, what's wrong with kids these days?

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Thinking of it, I immediately released Nubsib's hand, at which point her brows furrowed.

-
...

- Eh… - but I had to grab that hand of his again because at that moment the other guy was
staring at my lips again and leaning his body.

Enough, my heart is going to burst now with this look.

- Let's trade.

- ¿Hmm?

- From now on, I won't forget to tell you where I'm going, and you can't stop letting me
know, okay?

- Yes, I'll tell you.

His gaze only changed when he saw me nod and respond with a firm tone.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly as well, and the horrible atmosphere that had
been lingering around me earlier dissipated, and my breathing slowly became softer.

I looked at the handsome face of the man next to me and then turned my head. But soon I
couldn't resist asking the question that had been haunting me.

- By the way, can I ask you about Oei?

- If you're not going to fool me, you can ask for anything.

I almost choked on my own saliva when I saw him say that so clouded.

- Are Oei and Saimok close?

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- Saimok is a friend of Oei's sister.

- Sister's friend? - I immediately got confused. - Nor did I see in the cast that they met before.

- This is... between the two of us.

My two eyebrows were still knit together, but when I heard the other man say that, I immediately
realized that it must be something private for them, so I wasn't going to press the issue.

- So Oei... is he really gay?

- Hmm.

Seeing Nubsib nod weakly, it dawned on me.

- That's why, that's why he said he liked you...

- Oei was attacking.

-
...

Yes!

The guy behind the wheel must have seen the shocked look on my face too, so he explained more.

- And I'm not the one he likes.

-
...

- I'm not that close to him, but I admit that he and I are similar in many ways in our preferences. -

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They showed too much emotion when talking about this friend. - Because I like
you, see?

Sib likes me, and as for Oei having similar preferences to hers... so what, Nubsib
is the one who told me that Oei is interested in me?

- Good, oh. - I raised my eyebrows a little, having a feeling of disbelief that I couldn't
believe until that moment. - But Oei told me that he liked you, and the day you went
out to dinner and he kissed you...

- Would you believe me if I told you that it was Oei who backed down at that
moment?

-
...

Does it mean that Sib was also aware of what her friend was like, and therefore
didn't actively back out while he was in the parking lot?

-But one thing I didn't expect is that you were there at that moment. -
Saying this, I noticed his bushy brows furrow slightly, but they slackened after a
second.

I listened as I thought about it and nodded my head once I figured it out.

- But... if Oei is interested in me, that shouldn't be very likely.

- Because?

- Ah, why should I care? I'm not handsome and I don't have money.

Also... as I said before, I haven't felt the slightest bit of Oei's feelings for me.

- Well, but you're cute.

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-
...

- Maybe he's only interested in you now, but who's to say he won't like you later? -
Seeing my helpless face, Nubsib laughed deep in his throat. -Because I like you a
lot, no matter how much you think you're not handsome or rich. If you can like me,
why can't anyone else like you?

- So... - I didn't know what to say.

Why doesn't Nubsib feel embarrassed every time he says the word "like"?

I had to turn my head away, suddenly feeling my face burn. I didn't respond to
anything, but I couldn't deny the feeling of relief that washed over me, along with
the waves.

After a few moments, I decided to withdraw my hand because I felt that even if I
kept my hand in his for a longer time, my emotions would not calm down easily. I
finally whispered to him.

- I want to come back.

- Okay, then we'll go back.

Nubsib nodded, but still did not change gear. He picks up the phone to call
someone, and I assume he wants the person on the other end of the line to take
my car. At the same time, he holds out his hand in front of my eyes and I can't
think long before I have the car keys out and in the palm of his hand.

Number eighteen smiled slightly as he lowered his head and placed a vigorous kiss
on the tip of my nose and each cheek, running his hand through my hair before
opening the car door and getting out. And he was still describing the hotel we were
in and what my car was like to the other guy in his trademark soft voice.

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-
...

I had to blink and look at his back.

I let out a powerful sigh of relief and leaned my body back against the leather seat of the
Aston Martin and glanced out the window out of the corner of my eye. I hadn't relaxed for
five minutes when the phone in my pants pocket vibrated.

¡Line! ¡Line!

OEI: P'Gene, I'm sorry.

OEI: I was in a bad mood just now, and I didn't even say goodbye to you when I came back.

YOU: …

The relaxed mood I felt for less than five minutes was again swept away by annoyance. I
hastened to look out the car window, fearing that Nubsib would turn his head and see him.
But Nubsib was still talking to the other person on the phone, so I changed my sitting
position and turned the phone screen towards me.

OEI: I'll buy you something to drink next time.

My eyes were on the lines of messages that were sent one after another, and at first I wasn't
going to reply to the other person, but I felt compelled to be a love-hate person, so I hurried
to reply.

Gene: Okay, it's all over.

OEI: Did you drink it all, did Sib make you drink it?

OEI: Did you lie to me?

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Gene: I can't drink alcohol, so Sib finished it for me.

I decided to tell it like it is, but in order not to make Oei feel bad, I decided to make up a
little lie that I couldn't drink alcoholic beverages. I sent it and immediately left the software.

OEI: Sib drank it? Really?

OEI: P'Gene.

OEI: Sib is killing me, ask him about me what he said to Saimok.

OEI: P'Gene, no response?

OEI: GOOD.

OEI: You know what? I actually put something in that drink.

OEI: If you drank it, remember to soak it in ice water overnight, the drug is very potent.

My phone vibrated several more times, so I tried taking it out and putting it on silent, but
that last message made me stiff.

The phone almost slipped out of my hand.

Drug? Drug to activate sex?

Really?!

Shit…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 21.

Nubsib

I handed the keys to Gene's car to the man who ran toward me gasping for
breath, not forgetting to keep his eyes behind him so he didn't miss any
detail. It wasn't until Gene's car pulled away from the hotel zone that I turned
around and went back to my own car.

Opening the car door and getting in, I saw a handsome boy sitting upright
inside.

My eyebrows shot up immediately and I reached out to touch the other's

smooth round face, not expecting him to act like he was irritated about
anything.

- ...Sib.

- What's the matter?

- What's happening?

This look on his face worried me a bit, but once I heard his voice in the
middle of the speech, I felt sure nothing would happen. The guy next to me
is the kind of person who doesn't blab about boring things, but he gets pretty
tiresome when he gets a whim and likes to have a brainstorming session in
heaven.

- What is that look, what are you thinking? About Oi?

I asked timidly, but as soon as I heard the name, the little movements of the
man next to me didn't escape me. Only to see her eyes widen a bit more
than they had a moment ago, and then she quickly turns her head to look at
me with a look of anxious concern.

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What you just drank...

- ¿Hmm?

- Uh... Nothing else.

-
…

I scanned Gene with my eyes, knowing full well that the other man had some kind of
question on his mind, but also knowing full well that even if he asked, he wouldn't get any
substantive answer. So I didn't say anything else, just walked over and helped him fasten
his seatbelt before turning around to change gear.

As the car rolled down the wide road, the man next to me seemed strangely anxious, his
eyes constantly watching me suspiciously. It looked like he wanted to say something, but
he didn't feel like saying it.
While waiting for the traffic light at an intersection, I picked up my phone and sent Saimok
a message, and soon the other person replied.

Oei had something on his mind, and I knew it. Although we were friends, we weren't that
close, and besides… Those problems in her heart shouldn't be known nor did she want
others to meddle with them. The person who knows him best now... is only Saimok.

"I asked him, but he didn't tell me anything, just that he had talked to P'Gene."

I put the phone down again when I saw the message on the screen, and then hurriedly
looked at the person next to me, but the other guy quickly looked away as if nothing had
happened. The way he made a face I found even more adorable and teasing.

- Is it hot? Do you want to turn up the air conditioning?

The listener hastened to turn his face to look at me.

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- Are not you hot?

- One…

- You're very hot, aren't you?... It's hot, isn't it? It's hard?

- A bit.

- My God! So, hurry up and drive home!

I glanced at the pale hand of the other man reaching up to hasten me to drive, realized the light
had turned green up ahead, and hurried to put my foot down on the accelerator to pick up speed,
as he had asked. Once we got to the apartment, Gene opened the door and got out of the car in
a hurry, and when I turned off the engine, he hurried around the back of the car to open the door
for me next to the driver's seat. At that moment I realized that he was looking at me entranced.

Even when she got to the living room, she didn't go back to her room like she always did.

- Why don't you take a shower first, a cold shower would be nice, and you don't have to waste
electricity.

- It's okay, the electricity bill doesn't cost much.

- You said that it was hot when you were in the car, it is better to take a cold shower.

-
…

- So that your skin does not dry out too much.

-
…

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- It also burns fat.

- Okay, okay, cold water is cold water. - I smiled.

Gene smirked, his eyes dead with every step I took until I stepped into the
bathroom and closed the door behind me.

To keep the other man from waiting too long, I stepped under the shower head
as soon as I entered. But the stream of water I chose to turn on was not the cold
water Gene had indicated, but a moderately hot one.

- Is the shower with cold water okay? Are you feeling a little fresher?

The other person asked in a low and apprehensive voice. I hastily turned my
head to look at the door there, only to see the shadow of the person outside the
door walking.

How much more handsome does he have to be!

- OK that's fine.

- Well, that's good.

A little later, I finished taking a shower. I grabbed a large towel and wrapped it
around my own waist and walked out of the bathroom. At that moment I saw
that Gene had carefully sat down on the end of the bed. He wore the
phone in hand and her eyes focused on the screen with a slightly anxious
expression. Only when he heard the door open did he quickly hang up the
phone, jump up and walk over to me.

I couldn't help but smile slightly at the look.

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- Mr. Gene go take a shower, there are clean towels in the closet so you don't
waste time going back to your room to get them.

- Thanks, so... Do you feel better?

- Mmmmm, much better.

Gene's expression immediately relaxed upon listening, nodding sweetly. She

then went to the closet to get a large bath towel that I had washed and scented,
and then proceeded to bend down to search for something she could change
into. At this point her body was blocked by a large section of the closet door and
all I could see was her nice butt and slim thighs, really like a hamster rummaging
through a bowl of rice for sunflower seeds. The more I looked at him, the more I
liked him, and the more I couldn't stop smiling, not that it bothered me that he
took them without asking.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the bathroom that my eyes fell on the
other man's phone lying on the bed, his phone screen still on. I couldn't help but
take a look at it curiously and found it with Google open. The corners of my mouth
turned up even more to the level of Mount Everest automatically when I refocused
and found what the owner of the phone was looking for.

Are there really drugs to activate sex?

- Nubsib!

The door, which had been closed for a few minutes, opened again.

- ¿Hmm?

- You have not bathed in cold water! There's still a burst of steam here. - I saw
the other man's head sticking out of the door frame with a hint of annoyance on
his face. So I hastily pretended to frown and replied in a cute but unnatural tone.

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- The water is too cold for me.

- You're a brat for not listening!

The door slammed shut once more, followed by the sound of a spray nozzle falling to the
floor. I took advantage of the time to get dressed while the other took a shower, then I
got into bed and leaned my head on the headboard to wait for him.

I had my own phone in one hand sliding out for a casual glance while the other hand held
Gene's phone and moved it around to play with it.

¡BOOM!

The bathroom door opened once more and the familiar figure stepped out as I smelled a
scent of the same soap as mine wafting through the air.

My T-shirt and shorts were a little baggy on Gene, which made him look like a scrawny
creature and gave him an "I feel sorry for you" feeling. Actually, Gene is not that small,
but if you compare him to me, we have the best difference in height and weight. It looked
like prey in my mouth with this look, and I couldn't help but clench my teeth.

I held my palms together so I wouldn't pull him down and pin him to the bed in the heat
of the moment.

The only thing she could do at that moment was to look at him while smiling weakly.

- Mr. Gene, are you going to sleep in my room today?

- Hmm.

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The other man slowly approached my bed, sizing me up as he

advanced.

- That's weird.

- What's weird? I can't help it, you look like that and it worries me... huh. Those soft lips
stopped twitching immediately.

- This aspect? What exactly is that look?

- Nothing, go to sleep.

- OK.

Gene continued to look at me with a concerned expression as his hands simultaneously

lifted my soft blankets and then slid under them in one fluid motion, lying next to me. I
narrowed my eyes and looked around for a moment before realizing that my king-size bed
was too big, giving me a few inches of free space between our two bodies.

I did not move closer to the other man, but instead lay down in my original position and
then turned on my side to face the other man.

Gene had long since turned his face toward me, his large round eyes casting a crystalline
light in the darkness. Even when she stared into his eyes, she didn't deliberately avoid
them like before.

-
…

-
…

Seeing this gaze, I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

- What's happening? What are you doing?

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- I think... it's starting to get a little hot...

- Oh! Really.

-
…

Seeing someone I like lying next to me and staring at me, I don't have to pretend to be all
hot and upset, my body's instincts would easily make me horny right?

The man lying next to me propped his upper body on his elbow before reaching out to my
forehead with his other hand. But before his hand could touch it, he quickly withdrew it. In
the dark I felt his brows twitch into an anxious frown as I heard him mutter under his breath.

- Honestly…

-
…

- It's better to go to the hospital. Gene just sat up and reached over with both hands to grab
my arms after turning on the desk lamp. He tried to lift my entire body with all his strength,
but I didn't react for a moment and actually rolled and pressed my upper body into his lap,
my face right into the small of his back.

But before I could enjoy the moment, I felt the other man forcefully push my arms and
shoulders back. - What the hell are you doing?

I frowned with an aggravated look.

- It's me who should ask what you do, right?

- I'm worried about you, get up and go to the doctor.

- Hmm? Why do I need to go to the doctor?

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- You said you had a fever all over your body!

- Do you need to go to the doctor if you have a fever?

-
…

- Well… - Seeing that the other person didn't respond, I raised an eyebrow, while I moved
my body and reached out my hand to lift the blankets that covered the rest of my body. It
was then that Gene spoke quietly.

- Actually…

- Yeah?

- That cocktail of mojito that you took for me, Oei said that he put… drug to activate sex.
- He even lowered his head when saying this, like a guilty man who confesses something
he has done wrong. I frowned when I saw it, knowing full well that I already knew, but still
feigning surprise and asking back.

- Drug to activate sex?

- It was not! Where did Oei go to get… that? TRUE?

- Well, I wouldn't have picked it up and drunk it if there seemed to be something wrong
with that glass. I smiled and reached out a hand to remove the other man's death grip on
my arm before turning around and sitting a little further away from the other man. I
frowned slightly. As expected, the movement caused Gene, who had been staring at me,
to rise thoughtfully.

- You lie, if not, why do you seem nervous?

- How am I nervous?

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- Normally, you don't act like that. I even came to sleep with you today and you still
haven't hugged me.

I almost laughed out loud at this cute anger-filled query. I am super tempted to kiss
your soft swollen lips even without drugs.

- So you're dying for me to hug you!

When the other guy realized what he had unintentionally said, his features tightened.

- It just can't be! Because that's the kind of person you tend to be!

- Okay, then I'll hug you tighter another time haha.

Gene narrowed his eyes.

- Then why don't you hug me now?

-
…

- So now it's hard for you, right? Don't pretend you're a decent guy, hurry up and
say it.

-
…

-Nubsib! - hearing this very anxious call from the other person, my heart moved to
comfort him on the one hand, but on the other hand I wanted to continue to see
that lovely look on the other side that I was so anxious to break down in tears.

I stared at Gene and then smiled grudgingly.

- I go to the bathroom.

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- A shower? You just did it, if it doesn't get better, it won't do any good even if you do
it.

-
…

- If you don't go to the doctor, why don't you fix it yourself, or maybe…

- All right, Mr. Gene, go to sleep.

- Shit! You are in this state and I continue...

- I have told you that it is nothing, you have been fooled by Oei...

Suddenly, the man who had been sitting on the bed grabbed both of my arms and
tried to lower me back onto the bed. This was the second time I found myself
defenseless. After falling backwards on the bed, the other man quickly squeezed both
of my hands by my ears.

Gene was sitting on top of me at this point and the two of us were having an
unimpeded meeting of our gazes.

His movements were a little jerky and at the same time full of concern, and his tone
was even more exasperated.

- Why do you have to interrupt me!

- They…

- You stop. - This little warrior stared into my eyes and took a deep breath, I could
even see his chest rise and fall dramatically. - I'll help you!

-
…

I stayed frozen.

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If we don't count the drunkenness, this was the second time Gene had started an attack
on me. The other guy was like a big kid who had only grown physically and was full of
shyness. He was very faithful to any feeling or emotion he had, except love. I was
speechless for a moment as this shy man offered me, causing a moment of silence in
this spacious bedroom.

That look of unwavering determination made me go for some excitement.

- Do you want me again? Aren't you afraid of being cheated on?

- If you were to cheat on me, you would already be screaming for help, not running to
the bathroom.

-
…

I reached up to touch the other man's cheek, my knuckles lightly brushing his skin.
Handsome, kind... and so innocent.

- Better not.

The other man's brows immediately knitted into a frown.

- Because?

- Mr. Gene, you don't have to force yourself to do those things for me.

- I'm not pushing myself, I'm not just... uh... I'm just using my hands to help you.
Just saying that made my Gene look like he was going to shy away from an acre of
mimosas. Only to see her purse her lips, she quickly relaxes and continues to say. - Do
you think I'm dying to do this for someone else?
It's totally because if you hadn't been drinking for me at the time, I would have suffered.

- Mr. Gene, it's good that you're okay.

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- Don't play the male lead in a Jackass drama in front of me.

I shook my head slowly.

- And... now, Mr. Gene, you haven't even accepted my love yet, so I'd be taking
advantage of you if that happened.

- You are not taking advantage of me, I am the one who offers to help you.

-
…

- You are so... - as soon as he saw that I didn't answer him, the man in front of me
made an annoyed face, whose face swelled much more than a moment ago. Her
movements also changed from the kneeling position from before to sitting on top of
my lower back, a position so seductive and unconscious that it made me bite my
gums hard. - Actually... don't you know it too? What's in my heart

I sent some of my energy into suppressing my damn libido, so I didn't hear the other
person's weak voice much. When I looked back at the other man, his large round
eyes, which had been staring at me, darted in another direction. By now, the dark
room had already been illuminated by the lamplight, and the other person's already
red cheeks were even redder under the light, making it difficult to dissipate the love.
Her hands no longer knew where to put them, so she panicked and grabbed at her
pant leg.

Seeing that look made my heart feel like a candle wrapped in tongues of flame, and
even the sounds it made were filled with a burning sensation.

- And what is it, huh?

- I have said it, and you know it too.

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- I wanted to hear that, I don't remember.

-
…

- Mr. Gene, you said you would hug me and tell me out loud when the time came.
time.

(T/ N: From here on when he says Mr. Gene he says it in an affectionate way, I don't
know how to translate a nickname in an affectionate way in our language and that you
understand it, hehehe)

- What a shame! - Gene muttered with a look of embarrassment, but the next thing he
did was something I didn't expect. He just dropped his upper body and wrapped his
arms around my shoulders, his voice so small I almost thought he was whispering. - I
like you.

-
…

-I like you. - The beautiful voice sounded once more.

-
…

- I like you... Oops! You do not hear me? - This time he raised his head and turned his
face towards me. At that moment, that same face of confusion was swirling around
tightly, and then a hand kept encircling my face, causing me a lot of pain. - Brat! Answer
me if you hear me! Why the hell do you lie here and lie to people so many times?

- I'm sorry, I've been carried away by what I've heard. - I answered containing a laugh.

-
… Damn!

Seeing the other person so adorable, I smiled even more than before. This time the
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that moment. Gene probably didn't know that such a brief comment from him would fill my
heart with happiness and that it would be so full that it would overflow.

All I could see was the other person, then, and now, or at any time.
time.

Looking back, I dare to admit that I was so invested in Gene that I couldn't take anyone
else in my heart anymore. Until now, when I know that the person I have missed
immeasurably is just as fond of me, there are no fancy words that can describe the feeling.
Although it was just a small thing that belonged to two people, it was as if I had managed
to hold the entire world tightly in my hands… my entire world was in front of me right now,
just a stone's throw away.

I tightly squeezed the other person's hand that was resting on my chest, and then tilted my
face to gently try to leave a mark on the other person's lips.

- That's what he said, Mr. Gene. There is no change of mind.

- Well, I said so myself, and...

- ¿Hmm?

- Now can you take it?

-
…

You still worry.

The expression of the one still sitting on top of me changed from shy at first to now worried.
Although her face was still red, those round eyes flexed.

- Now that's yours...

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- Oh! It's not for anything else, it's because you're so handsome, Mr. Gene.

-
…
- Those small eyebrows were united, almost in a bow, and his face clearly indicated
that he was full of doubts at that moment. Then he rushed to reach out his hand and grab
the elastic of my elastic pants as he said. - I have read in Pantip that some drugs do not
disappear if you do not find a way to ventilate them. If you feel too shy to go to the hospital,
I can help you.

(*Pantip: This is a forum for Thai know-it-alls.)

- Mr. Gene, wait a minute… - I raised my hand, pretending to slap his hand away.

-
...

The man across from me didn't want to listen and slapped my hand away, then shifted his
body and sat up a bit more.

This seductive, non-existent move of hers made my body burn and ache, and I finally had
to grit my teeth and say.

- I told you, right? If you do it again, I won't change my mind next time.

But it seemed like Gene wasn't listening. My sanity told me that I couldn't be brazen enough
to take advantage of the other's concern for himself. But the other man's fingers had
reached out unstoppably and touched my skin, a touch that felt like a devastating atomic
bomb that blew away any sense of sanity in my head. My body acted faster than my brain.
I grabbed the other man's slender wrist before pulling her closer to me. Then I turned
around and lowered the other man onto the bed so that his back was pressed against the
sheet, then squeezed both knees hard.

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First I took off my shirt.

- Nubsib...

I couldn't contain the smile on my lips anymore.

- Okay, you want to help me, right?

-
...

- Then help me so vigorously.

- Want...?

At that moment Gene's body began to stiffen and that soft mouth opened wide,
about to say something aloud. But I made the first move, leaning in and thrusting
my own tongue into him, gagging him so he wouldn't protest. I then changed
my battle strategy and let my tongue run repeatedly across the other man's lips,
finally reaching his temple. At the same time, my hands didn't stay still and
slipped inside the other man's shirt, then my palms slowly touched against his
skin.

I undressed the person below me, and as the necklace slipped over the other
person's head, I noticed a dazed look on the other person's face, while she was
completely flushed red.

I introduced my body between the two large white legs of the other person, and
at that moment his bare skin began to press hard.
I kept rubbing the front of my thighs against the other's buttocks, and finally felt
the person below me begin to tremble. I couldn't help but smile when I saw the
other's eyes mist over with my rhythm.

- Mmmm... Nub... Sib.

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-
...

I could see that my opponent was struggling to pin his legs between them, as if
trying to avoid my attack. His two knees were trying to crash into each other, but
the attempt was doomed to be useless due to my great strength.

- What... what are you doing? I said I would help you...

- Well, that helps me.

- You're so... ahh!

I reached down and easily untied the other man's stretch pants with my fingers.
Since they were pajama pants, he wasn't wearing any boxer shorts.

As a result of the taunt that had just taken place, when there were no more pants
to cover it, Gene's beautiful organ rose up majestically.

Gene's whole body was super tasty, even that part was pink and tender. Before
I could reach out and touch him, he had quickly closed his legs and hidden his
parts. Only then did he say as if he had just reacted.

- Wait... wait a minute, what are you doing? Why are you taking off my pants?

- For you to help me.

- Well, let me offer to help you, not you.

- Mr. Gene, you're sorry too, aren't you? - When I finished, I wrapped both palms
of my hand around the other man's knees to separate them, but the other person
used all his strength to hold himself in place.

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Seeing the other man's tightly closed lips, I had to lower my head and gently slide the tip
of my nose over one of the other man's knees before extending my tongue to gently
sweep his leg. And my hands had reached the base of her thighs and were gently
squeezing her buttocks.

- Don't be shy, we're already a couple.

- I... we just...

I laughed, rubbing my palms slowly against the other's skin.

- Although you said you would help me, Mr. Gene, but I don't want to do it alone.

-
…

- OK?

- I do. - When I brought my body closer to his ear, his shoulders shrugged unconsciously,
and the trembling voice became instantly audible, only a slight moan was heard from the
depths of his throat.

This reaction made me kiss him energetically on the cheek several times, until I resumed
my position and sitting up straight, I slowly ran my palm over his face again. I did this look
just to get the other man to relax and spread his legs for me to explore every hidden
corner of his body.

- Wait a minute, Nub... Nubsib!

- What's happening?

- I... are we really going to do it?

-
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I felt a strong heartbeat that was heard in my head. The way the other person looked
at me and that flushed face made it even harder for me to stop.

The thing in the middle of my body was rising even stronger, and at that point I was
super eager to bury it deep within Gene's warm body.

- Of course we're going to.

-
...

- And I will do it vigorously, as I just said.

The other's eyes widened at that moment.

- You... mmm!

I gagged the other's mouth with my own lips.

Taking advantage of this, I hastened to gradually open the legs of the other who had
lowered his guard to the sides, but I did not make many movements because I was
afraid that the other would be surprised by my too aggressive movements.

I also thought that if Gene yelled and told me to stop in a moment, he would force me
to stop these movements. But since we hadn't reached that point yet, I pressed my lips
against his mouth once more so he wouldn't have free time to think about other things.

After slowly calming down the other man's anxiety, my lips slowly parted from his
mouth, giving both parties an intermission to allow for a more intense battle in a moment.

After a moment's rest, I lowered my face, inhaling the familiar scent of soap on my
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reached the delicate and charming point of the chest of the other man who
It looked like its owner, and with a soft kiss a moan reached my ears.

- Mmmm… Nub…

My shoulders were squeezed hard by Gene. As I gently cupped his nipple and stroked it
repeatedly with my tongue, the other man's nails slowly dug into my skin as well.

I reached up with my other hand and patted the other nipple, feeling the need to treat them
equally. After pressing it down a bit with my fingertips, I quickly gave it a gentle squeeze
with my thumb and forefinger and finally pulled it out a bit. I felt the other body shudder

a bit.

- Would this be more comfortable than now?

-
...

- ¿Hmm?

-
... - Gene does not respond, but keeps his lips and eyes straight
closed.

He must not have known that when he closed certain channels, other channels could only
receive more precise pleasure.

Seeing how inexperienced my opponent was, I couldn't help but chuckle in the back of my
throat as I freed a hand to remove my pajama bottoms.

Gene's eyes remained closed, his hands clutching the quilt around him carelessly, causing
that area of the quilt to streak in a daisy pattern. Therefore, she didn't realize that I had
approached her beautiful body. I gently ran my fingertips over his body, teasing him. This
action caused a shudder and he tried to close the doors.

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legs one more time. But I blocked him with a shoulder, then lifted one of his white thighs to
rest on my shoulder.

I slowly moved up and down that part of his body in a leisurely rhythm. Then I pressed the
tip of my thumb against the tip of the lovely thing until I saw a few drops of clear liquid emerge.

- Mmmm…

With my face a short distance away, I withdrew my hand and brought it to her soft buttocks.
It was perhaps the most sensitive part he had touched, Gene seemed as if his entire body
had gone limp, as sensitive as someone who had not been familiar with sex.

I saw the precious and pink part of the other and leaned my face and kissed him softly with
my lips. And I ended up sipping vigorously, leaving a mark of
love.

- What... what are you doing? Gene should have felt my breath spraying on his skin by now.

Since her leg was resting on my shoulder at the moment, it wouldn't do any good if she tried
to close it all she wanted.

-
...

- Nubsib, stop! It's dirty in there... mmm!

I didn't find it too much, nor did I dislike anything. That narrow area tightened even more due
to the containment of the other.

- You... damn... ah.

Gene's moan, which was a mixture of stoicism and embarrassment but at the same time
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raising his hands to cover his face, and I had to withdraw my tongue before
that.

Although I had been super eager for an hour to explore every crevice of
my partner's body, my long repression made me momentarily unable to
restrain myself from moving too roughly against him.

Regretfully, I raised my face and went to open the drawer of the nightstand.
and took out a bottle of lube. I squirted it into my hand and ran it over my
own cock, then dabbed a little on the other man's still-trembling mid-leg
area.

I desperately tried to calm down at the sight of the liquid running in it, when
in fact it seemed to me like a great eye of a hurricane, full of gravitational
force.

- Hmm…

- Gene, don't be nervous.

I turned my finger in and immediately felt a violent squeeze of my finger.

- It's hard... hard.

Hearing the other man's shaky voice, I had to stop pushing in for a while,
switch to turning in place and massaged slowly.

-Okay, it'll be quick.

It wasn't until I felt the grip relax that I inserted another finger.
I turned my palm up and calmly led, flexing my fingers up and feeling the
other's temperature with all my heart. By this time, the man lying there also
changed from a painful look at first to a weak, slow trembling.

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- Ah!

I twisted my fingers inside for a moment until they felt soft, then withdrew.
So I leaned in and kissed the other deeply once more.

This time my lips slid slowly over the edge of the other's lips, leaving him
in a most relaxed state. I moved one of my hands down and held my
own cock while the other hand went under the other's hips to hold him
down. I finally pushed my entire body forward while the other's defenses
were at their weakest, and immediately felt warmth envelop my cock,
while the path ahead was too narrow, causing my cock to move forward
with great difficulty.

Just a pen head and Gene had dug her nails deep into my shoulder.

- It hurts... Sib.

- Just be patient.

- Hurts.

- Yes, I know I know.

Seeing those wet lashes and the crystalline teardrops that lingered there
in the corner of my eyes, my heart broke instantly and I set everything in
motion. All actions were suspended. I hastened to free my other hand to
gently caress the other man's small face.

So I started kissing him on the face, and when my tongue tasted the
tears, I tasted salty. Slowly, I could feel Gene's breathing calm down.

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He knew the other man was also desperately trying to hold on.
No matter how careful you are, you can't avoid the pain the first time. I put on a little
more lube and made some progress at the same time. I knew the other person was
suffering at the time, and I was just as bad.
Leaning to the end. I gritted my teeth and smiled at the thought that by now the man's
ass below me was as tense and rigid as his own torso. I was still trying to keep my
subconscious in check and not get carried away and land the other man a few heavy
blows when he was defenseless.

I saw a glint of reproach in the other man's narrowed eyes before he gasped dryly and
said.

- It all went in.

-
…

- Do you feel anything?

-
… The other man pursed his lips.

I stopped for a moment and waited, then slowly moved my hips.

Then I could see how Gene's eyebrows were starting to come together, because he was
still a little tense there. But as time passed, he started to get used to it, and that's when
he slowly relaxed.

- ¡Ahhh...ahh!

I controlled my speed, letting it slow down first, then gradually increasing speed.

- Gene… Sr. Gene.

My hands were firm on the other man's hips to allow him to receive each of my thrusts. I
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alternated with gasps deep in his throat, sensing that he was trying to hide what he felt.

The sound of meat rubbing against the lube made it sound lusty, but it made every part of
our bodies burn even more.

- Sib, yours is… too big.

-
…

- Gently... ah!

I pushed in as far as I could without thinking and then I heard a scream from my partner.
So I pulled it out to the breaking point and slammed it back in, while asking in a heavy
voice.

- Who taught you to make that sexy sound?

- I did not do it.

The misty light allowed me to appreciate the other man's entire body as his face and body
flushed red, and those round eyes that were misty a moment ago now shone with tears. I
grabbed the other man's waist with both hands before pushing hard once more.

My eyes stared hungrily at the tempting torso of the other man, wanting to record in my
mind the wonderful images and sensations of the moment.

- Gene, do you know... how long I've waited for this day?

- Uh…

- Say my name and let me know I'm making love to you Mr. Gene.

-
...

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- As? Who the hell is making love to you?

- Uh, Sib.

-
…

- Nubsib...

Hearing Mr. Gene's familiar voice at that moment, I felt even more that I was
really feeling the other man's love, feeling myself inside him, becoming one with
this man I had missed so much for so long.

I bent down to hug us tight, and Gene hugged me tight, his toes stuck in the air
to the point of deforming. The other man's adorable, weak moans kept reaching
my ears, and then he moved his hips one last time to wrap around my love root
tightly. The part of me was almost melting from being held back by the other
man's searing ass, but it was a reminder that the man in front of me was really all
mine.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 22.

Heavy...

I woke up sleepily with slightly crooked brows as I felt a gentle force around my waist in my
daze. when opening

Slowly turning my eyes, I saw that the glass balcony door had been covered by a thick
curtain, while the dazzling sunlight from outside continued to stream into the room through
the cracks.

I fixed my eyes on the curtains; they were not this color in my bedroom. No doubt, the
furniture around them was also a bit unfamiliar.
When I looked down at my waist, I realized that a strong and powerful arm was encircling
me at that moment.

-
…

And the back of my head was being slightly stirred by a warm breeze.

After literally feeling the touch of that person's skin behind me, my cheeks began to heat
up little by little as pieces of some memory seemed to burst from within that soft pillow.

Last night…

I pursed my mouth tight, not really too surprised, since my sanity had been more or less
intact before that. I felt a bit embarrassed. Last night I had told Nubsib that I liked him, and
even though it had come out in such a strange context, I had indeed told him. I remember
how his face and eyes were when I told him my true feelings.

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I don't have any experience when it comes to love because I am indifferent to these
things and also because of my lack of self-confidence, so I have always had low
expectations of love. But after thinking carefully about everything that has happened
in the last few days, perhaps... I really could have been in love with Nubsib for a
long time.

Honestly, even though I write BL novels myself, I never thought that the person I
would like would be a guy. It didn't even occur to me that once I got into bed, I
wouldn't know if I was going to be on the attacker's or receiver's side. Last night I
had to humor him for Oei's sake and seeing him so hot, I didn't even think that the
other would drug him or anything. After all, it would have been a big deal, and he
didn't think he had the guts to do it.

In the end, Nubsib took the drink for me, and thus suffered for me.

Once again I neglected...

Once I found out at the beginning, I was super pissed off and wanted to pick up the
phone and call and yell at Oei. But since I was more worried about Nubsib at that
time, I got nervous for a while and didn't know what to do.

So at that point I felt guilty, and when I saw Nubsib getting sexually aroused, I
offered to go help him too. So even though things have come to this point now, I still
don't have much regret.

- Oops... Shit!

Trying to move my body, I immediately couldn't help but scream. The aches all over
my body and the pain in that area were mistreating me like crazy at that time.

Since I was so desperate to go to the bathroom at that moment, I put my hand on it

and prepared to remove Nubsib's arm. At first, I wanted to get back at him for kicking
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move your arm away But on second thought, I thought that would probably wake the other guy
up, and I wasn't ready to talk to him face to face at the moment. In the end I had to choose to do
everything cautiously.

But before I could do much more than that, the hand around my waist wrapped around me more
tightly.

- ¿¡...!?

- Where are you going?

The magnetic and slightly tired bass of the other man's voice rang in my ears, bringing
goosebumps to my morning exercise.

- Nubsib...

- Go back to sleep a little.

- They…

I couldn't think of what to say for a moment, and even though it was clear the other person
wasn't doing anything to me at the moment, my face flushed red in indignation.

- It's still too early.

- Aren't you going... to school?

- Gene.

- ¿Hmm?

- It is Sunday.

-
...

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A few black lines immediately went down my face, but luckily the other person was still
behind me at the time and didn't see my expression.

- And I don't have to go to the set, I'll be with you all day.

...But right now I want to be alone!

After everything that had just happened the night before, who was thick-skinned to turn
to look or say a word to the other person without blushing?

- I... I want to take a shower.

- Let's take a shower later. - While saying that, the big and thick hand of the other person
who was resting on me moved up a little and gently caressed the small part of my
stomach. - I cleaned you before going to bed, I got everything inside your body for you.

-
...

- Everything is clean and dry.

- Nubsib!

Damn you, damn child!

I mercilessly reached out a hand and pushed the handsome face of the other man, who
was about to lean in and snuggle with me, far away. Although my face was tense, the
other man's provocative comment made me feel so self-conscious that I was almost
tempted to reach for the ashes from under the coals to blacken my face so that I could
cover it up.

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I heard a roaring laugh coming from deep in someone's throat before I felt the other
man grab my hand hard and then kiss me softly.

Shit! What the hell, that's disgusting!

- Let's take a shower later tonight.

- But I still want to go to the bathroom.

After saying that, I heard a response coming out of the other person's throat. Nubsib
stood up suddenly and lifted me up in his strong arms.

- Huh?

I couldn't help but raise my arms to encircle the other man's neck. The soft quilt
covering my body fell with a smooth movement, and I immediately felt the cool breeze
blowing from that direction of the air conditioner. That's when I realized that I was
naked at the time. Before I could think too much about it, I instinctively did my best to
keep my stiff legs closed in case I let the other guy see my penis. But finally I couldn't
help but scream, because at that moment I was in a state that could only be described
with four words: "naked and swollen ass".

- Ugh!

- You can be shy, but don't hurt yourself.

- It's all your fault!

Nubsib's imperious eyes dropped for a moment.

- Then I'll apply the medicine later

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- There's no need!

Nubsib had a smile on her lips and a look of tenderness and depth in her eyes.

The other man sat me down in front of his clean, somewhat wobbly toilet.
I felt a chill the moment my feet hit the ground, and a bit of pain. But I was quick
to endure it to stay on my feet, and before long I got used to the feeling. I hastily
pointed to the bathroom door and gestured for the other person to come out
immediately.

I breathed easier when the tall man disappeared less than a meter from me. As
I lay there urinating, the pain made the features on my face begin to tighten.
Once this personal matter was out of my mind, I crawled my body slowly like a
turtle to the sink, trying not to look at the red marks that covered my body. I only
gently rubbed my lower back, hoping that the bruises in that area would soon
disappear.

When I opened the bathroom door, I stuck my head in to look.

- Sib, lend me your clothes for a second.

- OK.

The owner of the room went to the closet and found a white T-shirt and some
loose, comfortable shorts and handed them to me.
When I got dressed and went out once more, Nubsib asked me.

- Aren't you going back to sleep?

- Awake and not sleepy.

- Then we eat and take some painkillers.

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Nubsib took me outside and told me to sit on the sofa and wait a bit. Instead,
he picked up the house landline himself and called someone, then grabbed
his key card and went downstairs. She must have asked someone to bring her
breakfast, because when she came back upstairs, I could see she was carrying
a bag full of white porridge and doughnuts, and the room smelled like
that.

Saying nothing, he led me to the kitchen table and sat down. Well yes, now I
didn't even have to walk alone, with someone to carry me in their arms.
Although at first I felt a bit shy, after that I stopped saying anything and just
hugged myself tightly by the shoulders. Please hug me all you want, I'm pretty
comfortable anyway.

- Here's the medicine.

- Thanks... so you're fine now, right? - Seeing the medicine and after putting it
down before taking a big drink of water, I remembered that there was another
medicine.

-It's OK?

-It's just... it's the drug they gave you last night.

- At first Nubsib didn't answer me, then she let out a soft sigh of relief as
-
...

she smiled and shook her head. - Hmm.

Seeing the other man say that made me exhale in relief, not knowing what
time I fell asleep last night after our…that. He didn't even know if the effects of
those insanity-inducing drugs still lingered in the other man's system. From
what I've gleaned from reading novels or watching previous movies, the effects
of these drugs don't wear off overnight.

But reality is, after all, a different world from fiction.

I used to wonder if those miraculous drugs, like aphrodisiacs, for example,
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novel, I also had the opportunity to search for information on this often. I had read before
that the drugs only made the person taking them lose their minds and have no energy, and
that they had little to do with increasing sexual desire.

But seeing Nubsib's tortured look... and besides, it was Oei himself who offered to tell me.

- Gene.

-
...

- Gene.

- Hmm? I couldn't help but wince as one side of my face jerked. - That?

- I wanted to ask Gene what...

- Hang on a minute. - I interrupted while raising my hand. - Did you call me Gene?

The listener's brow creased slightly with a look of surprise.

- Yes, your name is Gene, right?

- Don't you dare pretend with me! Who the hell told you to be so insolent?

- Nobody told me, I was the one who wanted to say it.

-
...

I lowered the glass of water that I had in my hand and, also with a disgusted face, I reached
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I pinched her cheeks. Meanwhile, I deliberately became speechless.

- I'm not the same age as you! Hmm?

But Nubsib took my hand away and laced her fingers through mine in the air, as she smiled
slightly, her eyes seemed to be filled with the soft light of the morning sun.

- Yes, but you are my boyfriend.

- Boyfriend, not friend.

- Okay, if you don't want me to call you Gene...

- ¿...?

- Choose between 'wife' and 'honey', which do you prefer?

I immediately pushed the other man's hand away.

- Then call me Gene!

My face rushed to look in another direction, but my ears couldn't close. I heard a soft laugh
coming from the person sitting across from me.
Then there was the sound of the feet of a chair scraping the floor. Before I could do anything,
my arms automatically reached out and hooked around Nubsib's neck as the other man
suddenly bent down to pick me up again. I didn't have time to ask him exactly where he was
taking me before Nubsib led me to the bedroom.

- Now you are going to lie down and rest a little.

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I sat against the head of the bed while Nubsib sat on her ass.
on the edge of the bed next to me. My gaze touched the other man's beautiful eyes
and his soft voice rang out once more.

- I am here with you.

The corners of my mouth were messy at this point, and I desperately tried to stop him
from climbing up, only to find that it was simply more difficult than climbing Sixth Peak.

- Hmm…

The sky is bright.

I left the bedroom looking sleepy and closed my bedroom door cautiously, like a bear
that had run away to play.

The curtains in the living room had been drawn long ago, and the morning sunbeams
poured in through the windows so incessantly into the living room that I didn't even
have to waste time turning on the lights. So I went straight to the electric kettle and
filled it with water and started to boil it.

While I waited for the water to boil, I washed my face, then went to the kitchen and
opened the upstairs cupboard and took out a whole bag of toast, which Nubsib had
everything to eat here without having to buy it myself, because that was the job. of the
cleaning woman. The cleaning woman usually comes when the owner is not home, I
saw one just the other day, and it was one of those private bespoke cleaning companies.

I almost died of fear when I opened the door of the room and went out. But they turned
and bowed to greet me, and humbly called me Mr. Gene, and shushed me. And in the
end I found out that it was all at the behest of Nubsib.

Looks like this brat is going to be a real prince soon.

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...No wonder it is said that rowing can be compared, but one's fortune and
destiny should never be compared.

This!

- Shit!

The knife I was using to spread the sauce on the bread in my hand almost fell
to the floor.

I was there calmly spreading my bread, but I was still surprised when someone
nuzzled my cheek when I was off guard.

- Yeb! What are you playing? What if I stab you with this knife?

The other person didn't care, his voice was so soft that it was as if he
will whisper

- Why has my Mr. Gene woke up so early today?

- Last night I fell asleep at nine, when did you come back? - I rolled my eyes.

- I guess it was almost eleven when I got back.

- I didn't even hear much, huh! Move around a bit, it's annoying.

But Nubsib still didn't seem to care, only to see her rest her hands on the
kitchen counter and rest her chin on my shoulder. There was an undertone of
weariness in his words.

- Are you going to be at home all day again today working on your novel?

- This is how my days were supposed to be.

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- Then remember to wait for me today, I'll pick you up for dinner
so.

I thought in silence for a moment and finally nodded.

- Okay then.

More than a week has passed from that day to today. At first it was just the
idea of coming to Nubsib's house for a day, but I didn't go back to my
apartment for the next few days. I don't know where this guy got his three
inch tongue to trick me into being so accommodating to him.

Although I was used to living alone, I had been used to living with him
since the day Nubsib ployed to move in with me.
Being with him too...it feels quite warm. He never bothered me when he
worked and I felt more comfortable using his furniture than mine.

- What time are you leaving today for filming?

- At three in the afternoon.

- Oh! Hmm.

I nodded and tied the bag with the toast tightly. But as I was about to
open the cupboard above, Nubsib reached out a hand to help me with
the rest of the process, while her other hand came around my shoulder
to cup my chin so that my face was directly in front of hers.

His lips pressed without hesitation, and that hot tongue took the
opportunity to attack my mouth. As my opponent exhaled, I caught a
whiff of fresh, minty toothpaste. When I was about to turn my head to
avoid it, he kissed me even harder on the corner of my mouth.

I hastily raised my hand to push away his face.

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- Sib, can you stop doing that when you wake up?

You're making my heart race early in the morning, you brat!

- It's a good morning kiss, have you never read it in a novel?

-
…

Seeing that the other person was smirking, as if he was saying it on purpose
to make me feel shy, I hastily made a fierce face and broke the other person's
hand that was placed on my waist ungraciously, and pointed at the table.

- I'll make you a cup of coffee in a minute, and if you want it you will sit there
like a good boy and wait.

For me, a cup of hot coffee and some toast with jam for breakfast were
enough. But Nubsib had to go to school, so I went to the fridge and rummaged
through the vegetables, ham, eggs and salad dressing to make him a simple
sandwich. I couldn't do anything about it, I don't know how to cook. So Nubsib
had to eat this simple sandwich for now.

An hour later, Nubsib was ready to go. Meanwhile, I sat on the bed with my
MacBook open and staring at the screen. I purposely didn't go outside to see
him walk out the door because I knew for sure he would pull another trick on
me by then. He was definitely going to ask for another kiss, saying it was a
confidence boost to start the day or something, a trick he'd learned just the
other day.

I sat in front of the screen for a while, followed by a switch to a sleeping

position, and it went on like this for hours. Suddenly, I glanced at the time in
the lower right corner and realized that it was almost three o'clock. Nubsib
had to go to the set at 3 in the afternoon... I jumped out of bed as soon as I
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I haven't been to the set in a while, so I'm going to visit him.

I ran to the bathroom to finish a series of preparations, but I wasn't really

in a hurry. Remembering that Nubsib was taking me out to dinner today, I
decided to call a taxi instead of going out myself. When I got to the set, it
was exactly 3:40.

Today's shooting location was a university lake, the sun was fierce at this
time of year, and the sunlight spread over the lake reflecting a blinding
burst of light. If they were filming here, that meant they would be filming
the scene where the main male spiker and the main male receiver opened
their hearts today.

The director said it was going to air in early December, so there were two
weeks left.

- Ow, P’Gene.

- Hello. - I raised my hands to greet the crew member who greeted me.

He led me under a large umbrella with a large fan placed right next to the
seat. But this place was still a bit far from the director's tent where they
were working.

I saw Nubsib appear on set with the actors who play Kint's friends and
thought it had been a while since I'd seen this guy in one of those gangster
looking plain clothes from the show. Although it's cool to dress like this, I
think her usual way of dressing is more elegant.

Ugh...why say that.

After staring at him for a while, I started to feel like I couldn't take it
anymore. Although he was standing under a large umbrella, that hot air
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of those that emit water vapor, so the air that was blowing was smoky and I suffered
as if I were in the flames of hell. Finally, I had to ask the staff member from earlier,
who was standing not far from me at the time working, if there was anywhere else I
could rest. She smiled sheepishly and led me to the upper floor of a nearby building,
which had long since been requisitioned and turned into a changing room.

- Thanks, uh... is Nubsib's agent here today?

- P'Tum? I haven't seen him today.

- Oh thanks.

Once I sat in the heated room, I gradually felt alive, and the sweat that had stained
my back began to dry. Since I don't usually go out much, I can't particularly stand this
sweltering heat outside.

That is, until the sound of the door being opened rang...

- Damn, it's hot... P'Gene?

- Are you?

The room was actually one of those boxy canvas tents with two doors. I was right
next to one of the doors, and the staff had placed a table and chairs in the middle,
making it seem like the room was divided into two areas.

The door that opened was the other one, and I immediately froze when I saw the
super handsome Oei coming towards me. I had to gasp when I saw that he was about
to reach the edge of those tables and he actually jumped over it in a super cool and
cool pose.

- Hoy P'Gene…

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Mi nong stopped and looked around, only to smile sweetly when she saw no one
else.

- Here too, huh? I thought I couldn't see you, did Sib let you come?

I froze again, but I couldn't help but frown as I remembered what I'd done earlier.

- Why do you blush so much?

-
…

- And I don't see you responding to my messages, angry?

I haven't answered and I don't say anything, I'm just angry enough that I don't want
to talk to him!

Instead, what I want in my mind is to scold him severely with some long words. Oei
is also considered an adult and should know what to do and what not to do, these
drugs are really dangerous. If it were used on someone else and they called the
police and arrested you, it could be a big problem.

I certainly haven't responded to any of his messages since Oei told me the drink
was drugged, super pissed off. But the other part of the reason is that I don't want
to get into all the trouble that comes with it, which is what Nubsib advised me to do
in the first place.

- I lied, all because you didn't answer me P'Gene, that's when I got angry, more but
a little annoyed.

- To lie?

- Hmm? In that drug... - the sweet voice didn't even finish before it stopped
suddenly, as if someone had nudged it.
I raised an eyebrow in curiosity, only to find that her pretty

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His face instantly creased into a scowl, his quick eyes glancing up at me
before swearing without warning. - Shit!

- What... what the hell?

Even though I had been tricked once before, I couldn't get used to Oei's way
of acting.

- Sib... Sib... - Oei crooned, looking at the ground while gritting his teeth and
cursing under his breath. - Fix someone else's problems and not expect the
other person to receive a profit... is this a bad year?

- ¿...?

I kept looking at the petite person in front of me with a confused face.

Oei was no longer as drunk as that day, the sad boy who drank alcohol as if
it were water had long since disappeared. Although I wasn't quite sure what
Oei was reeling from, seeing his appearance now made me more convinced
that the emotion was real.

- P'Gene, I didn't put any drugs in it.

- Hmm? - I walked away for a moment, and only responded when the other
man changed his previous expression of annoyance to a serious look at me.

- I only said that because I simply wanted you to take Sib for an overnight dip
in ice cold water.

Didn't put any drugs?

-
...

- I'm not lying. - Oei emphasized in a firm tone once more after seeing my
eyebrows twisted into a ball. - OK, I know I did wrong, I was a bit angry at the
time, I just wanted to get back at Sib.

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- You say the truth?

- I swear, I have already told you that you are a kind-hearted and sweet person, I am sure
that I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life if I had drugged and drunk a guy as
good as you.

-
…

It was as if my consciousness had wandered into the void.

Although I didn't believe Oei 100%, I thought that if the truth was really as Oei said, the
person who deceived me immediately changed from the little man in front of me to that big
Sib bastard.

- I'm sorry. - Oei said in a sappy tone, with a withered and guilt-ridden expression.

I stared at Oei without blinking, as if I wanted to further press him on whether what he just
said was true or a lie, and finally decided.

- Whether you actually put the drug or not, it's very wrong for you to lie to people like that.
If I had called the police in a feverish moment, all of this would have been complicated.

-
…

Hearing my words, Oei froze, that little face lowered even more than before. Such a blunt
response from the other person made it impossible for me to say how I felt at that moment.
In fact, my heart hadn't completely calmed down yet, and there was great resentment in
my heart thinking about it, but I was also trying to see the bright side.

No one said anything, and the air in the room was suddenly silent. But when he was about
to do something about it, Oei muttered under his breath.

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- P'Gene, do you hate me?

He seemed confused.

- ¿...?

- Everyone else hates me... but I'm the only one who doesn't want to be hated.

- Wait a minute, I don't hate you at all.

-
...

- If I hated you, I wouldn't be here talking to you.

Then I saw the man with the bowed head immediately look up with a smile, and for a moment I thought

I saw a chill in his eyes.

- Thank you!

I could really feel what Oei was feeling, and little by little I began to understand some of the problems

in his mind. It was the same when he had blurted out about mom and dad when he was drunk, but

since we weren't very close, plus he'd blurted out his intimacy when he wasn't fully aware, he shouldn't

blurt out another person's intimacy either.

I was thinking in my mind that if Oei was honest with me in the future and stopped lying or stopped

doing that to me, I would return the favor with my sincerity. Oei said that there were a lot of people

who hated him, so if he didn't hate me, why would I hate him?

- Why didn't I meet you before you met Sib, P'Gene?

- ¿Hmm?

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- You became Sib's boyfriend, right? - Oei seemed to be trying to suppress his
emotions, so he changed the subject. - Are you officially together?

A few moments later, my reply came.

- Yeah.

- So, P'Gene you really like Bb, right?

I fell silent when I heard the question again.

I couldn't help but think that even though Nubsib said that he didn't like Oei, and
from the way Oei was acting now he didn't like Sib either, who could know better
than I what the truth was? Emotions always override control, so I also wanted to
tell the other person what I really thought.

So I just nodded my head and answered firmly and directly, my eyes fixed on the
other person without flinching.

- Yes, I like Bb.

Oei looked at me dumbfounded, a state that lasted for almost a minute, but
suddenly a bolt of laughter came out of his mouth like a cannon.

- Haha, wait a minute… P'Gene.

- ¿...?

- You didn't think I really liked Bb, did you?

He laughed as he reached out his hand to wipe away the tears leaking from the
corners of his eyes, and I was even more confused seeing this, this guy had a
frustrated look just now, why was he laughing alone there now?

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- Haha, why are you so cute, P'Gene.

-
…

- Heavens, I can't, you're too charming!

Seeing that my opponent was laughing non-stop like it was a joke, my face started to
change.

- Stop laughing, I don't know what's going through your head, you've been saying that
you like Bb from the beginning, I can't understand how you work after being screwed
over by you.

Nubsib and Oei's acting of being the complete opposite of the truth made me wonder
what was reality and what was acting. If all kids these days were this virtuous, I wouldn't
leave home dead.

- Actually... before I came to audition for this drama, I saw your photo on Sib's phone. -
Oei smiled, not taking my previous comment seriously. By now her laughter had faded,
but the corners of her mouth were still turned up.

-
…

A photo of mine...?

- For someone like Sib, who doesn't care about others at all, having a picture of a
stranger on her phone, I figured she must like the person in the picture, especially after
meeting you on the day of the audition she was even more sure. - Oei said seriously,
this time he no longer had any mocking expression. - Although I followed Sib to the
audition for this drama, it wasn't because I liked Sib, I came to the audition simply
because I was waiting for the money in a hurry.

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- Then why did you say you liked Sib, since that day in the car...

- I'm a little sick of Sib, how to put it. - Seeing that he didn't know how to explain himself,
Oei cocked his head and thought for a moment. - I envy you for having someone as
dedicated to you as Sib, but that doesn't mean I'm jealous. I'm not that close to Sib, I'm
just a friend. In fact, if you were a bad-tempered person, I would have hated you a long
time ago. But I didn't expect you to be charming enough not to hate me even after being
outwitted by me like that.

-
…

- When I saw Gene's face that you were confused and didn't know what to do, I really
wanted to make fun of you, so I forgot my way for a while.
time…

-
…
- I couldn't say anything.

- Now you know I don't like Sib very much, so now you're not mad at me, right? - Oei
leaned a little towards me, tilting her head and looking at me with her sweet eyes for a
moment before stretching her mouth again. But he soon laughed contemptuously and
sighed softly. - Oh, since you don't want to be my boyfriend, I can't help it, I don't want to
get in trouble with Sib yet, so I'll be your best friend.

What the hell, good friends...

I rolled my eyes and stared at the other boy's sweet face until I was sure that everything I
heard and felt was coming from a piece of the other boy's heart, and I nodded slowly.

- But…

- ¿Hmm?

- No more tricks like that, oh!

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Oei rolled her eyes excitedly after hearing that and ended up laughing out loud once more.

I didn't stay there to talk to Oei for a long time.

After getting all the lumps out of our heads, Oei just said that from the moment he walked
in, the director had told him to change. I saw Oei getting ready to change and remove her
makeup, so I made a hasty excuse and went out to intercept Nubsib.

She had texted him before, but maybe she hadn't had time to open her phone and look at
it yet.

I put my hand in my pocket ready to take out the phone and call him, while with the other
hand I turned the doorknob ready to close it behind me.
But when I raised my face from my phone screen, I was surprised to see that the tall man
was already standing in front of me.

- ¿Nub...sib?

-
…

The other man smiled slightly upon seeing me, while the door was still slammed shut for
me. Then his gaze went over my shoulder to the back, and he presumably saw who he had
just been alone with in the room.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but panic.

- When did you get here? Uh... have you changed?

-
…

- I sent you a message to tell you, did you see it? It's hot in there, so I told the staff that I'll
wait for you here.

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Not as upset as I thought he would be, Nubsib reached over and grabbed my hand, which
was waving wildly in the air as he explained, and said in an almost soothing tone.

- I got it, it's okay.

- Nothing more from Oei, I have clarified it with him.

- Well, that's good.

I was relieved to see that Nubsib was behaving as usual. So I was about to ask him where
I was going to eat next, as my stomach had started to protest. But before I could ask, it
came to me
mind one thing.

- By the way, Oei told me that he didn't drug the mojito. My face began to tense up at that.
- So did you put it or not?

- Mojito? - Nubsib's eyebrows began to frown. - What mojito?

- Don't try to forget it, it hasn't even been a week, it's the one you drank for me the other
day.

- ¡Oh!

- And?

-
…

Nubsib was silent, and seeing him like this I immediately guessed, my hand automatically
went up to point to the person in front of him.

- Brat! You lied to me.

- Gene.

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- I was so worried about you in vain, but…

- I told you many times that I did not receive any medicine, don't you remember?

-
…

- It wasn't, where did Oei go to get that?

"Well, I wouldn't have taken it and drunk it if there seemed to be something wrong with it."
vase.

- I said that it is nothing, you have been fooled by Oei...

I... my brain is going to explode right now!! Another trap from this dark brat!

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 23.

On Sunday night, I was lying on the sofa in the middle of the living room, watching a
series, with my MacBook on the coffee table in front of me, the screen still on. It
goes without saying that I had just struggled in front of this little table to write my
novel, and when I was about to finish a chapter, I lay down on the sofa and stretched
my muscles.

I've almost finished the first draft of my new novel, with just over a chapter and a
couple of special chapters left, and I have a rough idea of the story structure in my
mind. If I get it, I can take a month off and go back to my old job of writing fantasy or
horror novels while I'm on vacation. It's a shame I can only write one novel at a time,
because I can't separate the emotions. If it were not so, my income would not be
going up.

squeal~

A door opening slipped through my headphones and I hastily turned my head to look.

Nubsib left the room and came towards me, wearing only a large towel around her
waist. There were drops of water, large and small, which
they refracted bright light onto her intoxicating appearance, and her dark hair was
still damp. I could see that he was still smiling slightly at me, as always, and at the
same time talking to the person on the other end of the phone. From the conversation,
it seemed that the other person would be his representative, Tum.

Seeing that he was smiling at me with his teeth, I hastily turned my face back until I
felt the cushion of the sofa next to me being pressed by something heavy.

- What?

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I moved my body to stand up and make some space for the other guy, because I
knew for sure that this guy would not go sit somewhere else and would definitely
come to my side and squeeze with me.

Nubsib shakes her head to show that she's okay, her mouth still moving as she
talks to Tum on the phone. However, one of her hands suddenly reached up and
grabbed mine, but instead of squeezing it hard, she caressed it gently. He gently
pressed the tip of his thumb against my palm, and I wasn't even sure if I should
feel comfortable or have my face on fire.

- Hmm, "Summertime"? By the sea?

I stuck my head out in front of the other man to get his attention, and then I
-
...

saw that little frown on the other man's face and the smile on the corner of his lips.

I felt like he was about to catch me... only to see Nubsib quickly tilt his face up
and give me a hard kiss on the cheek. As I sneered at him and reached up to turn
his handsome face away from me, he was laughing there.

- Hmm? Yes, listening, not abandoning phi... got it.

I pointed to Nubsib's hair before moving my fingers to the sofa, which by now
-
...

had a wet spot on it. - He's all wet because of you. -

I whispered.

Nubsib just answered me with a smile and finally I had to get up and go over to
get a small towel. But this time I no longer sat on the sofa, but instead walked
behind the other man and gently put the towel on his head.

Seeing that he was still busy talking to someone on the phone, I gave the Buddha
a shove and started rubbing his hair. The refreshing scent of men's shampoo
wafted through the air, and I actually felt a bit

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strange to smell the same scent as my own hair. Wait a minute, how weird!
Aren't we both using the same bottle of shampoo...

When I was drying her hair, Nubsib had also hung up the phone.

- Today you are very kind.

- I am kind every day. - I said accidentally, then I took the towel and put it on the other man's
shoulder, walking back to the sofa to sit in my original place.

- Is that so? Would it be okay to rub my hair every day?

- I suppose that by then you will be bald in less than a month.

-
... - The other person does not respond, but looks at me with his usual smile.

- Was it a phone conversation with Tum a moment ago?

- Yes, about the model photos for next year's Summer magazine.

- ¡Oh!

I nodded that I knew and didn't insist, stepping aside to pick up my phone and prepare to
continue watching the show. But since the guy next to me was still there like a big pillar, I
gave him a sidelong glance.

On the other hand, ever since I woke up this morning, I've been living my old life all day.
That's writing a novel, taking a snack break or watching a movie or TV show or whatever.

I'm one of those seasoned geeks who can stay home for a week even if I don't go out, as
long as there's food in the house. Unless sometimes I need to find some inspiration, I'll just
go out and hang out. But before, I led a fairly comfortable celibate life.

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I've gotten used to it, but this boy, Nubsib... I don't know what it was like for him
before. Today was a rest day, but he was also home with me all day.

- You do not get bored? - I was going to tell him to get dressed, but when it came to
my lips it became this interrogative sentence.

- Bored?

- It is to be all day in the room, so if you get bored, you can go out with your friends.

At first, the other man was a little surprised, but then he said calmly.

- No, I prefer to spend time with you.

- Because I've been home all day... that's why I asked you if you were bored.

- I don't get bored as long as you're around.

-
...

- Wherever, do whatever, as long as I have you with me, I won't get bored.

We looked at each other, and the other person had such endless charm in his eyes
as he said this that I almost couldn't resist. I was super tempted to give the other a big
smile back, but then I was embarrassed for fear he would see me, so I had to turn my
face away.

- Well, I won't be bored either.

-
...

- I mean, it won't be boring with you around.

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I added to explain what I was feeling inside, but when I finished my

answer and started to look up again, I saw the other person's face slowly
bowing. I didn't have time to think long before my own lips felt the
warmth of the other's lips pressing together.

I didn't push the other man away or resist, but let myself relax to Nubsib's
rhythm.

The thick hand of the person in front moved along my jaw, then inserted
under the strand of hair at the nape of my neck, bringing our bodies
closer than before.

I felt a numbness in my lower lip from the force of the suction, but then
it hurt as if it had been a mosquito, biting me not very hard.

- Oh! - I frowned. - Sib, don't bite...

- It's the fangs.

The other man laughed out loud and then pressed his nose and mouth
hard against my cheek.

He brought his face close to my ear, kissing softly until goosebumps

broke out on me, one of his hands moving slowly under my shirt. It went
on like this until I felt bare flesh brushing against it, before I knew it,
seeing where he was sitting on the couch, I lay down along it.

- Oh.

The tip of his tongue runs from my throat to my clavicle, feeling his
naked body pressing slightly, my fingertips pressed against his back.

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- Si...Sib.

- ¿Hmm?

- You will do it? - When asking that question I almost evaporated.

- Alright?

- And…

¡ Ding! ¡ Dong!

- ¡...!

I startled and rushed to reach out and push the shoulder of the guy above me.

Because we were doing all these things, and when something interrupted us, I was shocked
and almost had a heart attack.

- Who... who came?

Nubsib's brow furrowed.

- Don't know.

- I'm going to go check it out, you... put on a damn T-shirt.

-
…
I heard the other man sigh softly as he replaced the shirt that had originally been pulled
up to my chest. - I'll do it tonight.

I froze for a moment, but before I could say anything, he was back in the bedroom.

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I didn't even know how to put on a face, so I rushed back to my sanity, like
I was a genius. I headed for the door, mouth singing softly, squinting at the
cat as I reached the door.

- I'm coming…!

Shit!

I hastily covered my mouth, just like Yi Ping did the other day when he saw
Kagome's miserable ordeal. The sanity that had just been summoned back
had long since vanished into thin air with the
wind.

My eyes popped out when I saw who was standing in front of the door. She
had just made it to the door with a quick, blunt turn before taking small
steps towards the bedroom. At this point I wouldn't have paid an iota of
attention if Nubsib stood in front of me stark naked. I ran to the bedroom
with a scared look.

- ¡Sib!

Nubsib, who already had his pants on, saw me like this and was filled with
questions, but still he reached nimbly to take me in his arms.

- Aunt Orn is here!

- ¿Hmm?

- Aunt Orn! Your mother, your mother is here!

His eyes were still clearly blinking with a kind of confusion, but his calm and
collected demeanor was in stark contrast to mine.
As I stressed several times who was the person at the door, he slowly
relaxed.

- ¡Oh!

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- Oh? Oh what, your mother is here!

- Well, then let her sit in the living room for a while, and I'll go get dressed first.

- I haven't opened the door yet. - had a black face.

At first Nubsib was silent, but then he felt himself laughing.

gently.

- Then why did you make my mother wait outside?

- Because you're supposed to open the door.

- I'm not dressed yet.

- Then hurry up and get dressed!

- Mr. Gene, why don't you go out and open the door first, I'll follow you later.

- You're crazy? How can you let me open the door?

- Then why not?

A dark cloud began to form on my face, Nubsib should have known why but it
seemed like he was full of it.

- Because this is your house, if I go and open the door, your mother will
definitely wonder why I'm here all of a sudden. Hurry up and get out, I'll be in
here waiting for you.

- And what happens if my mother wants to enter the bedroom?

- Then... then I'll hide in the closet.

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Nubsib laughed out loud, then gently shook her head.

- Gene, why are you hiding?

- Because Aunt Orn doesn't know yet...

¡Risa!

As I left the bedroom door open, the knocks from outside were clearly heard
by both of us.

Although Nubsib and I are already a couple, introducing this layer of each
other's identity in front of our parents is no easy task. If either of us, Nubsib or
me, were girls, there would be no problem. Even if our families are friends or
Aunt Orn has liked me since I was a child, it doesn't mean that the other party
can accept me as her son's lover.

P'Neng had told me that everything would be fine... but I was still worried and
unprepared.

I was even more heated because my heart was burning like crazy and the
two of us were arguing here and there, leaving Aunt Orn waiting dry at the
door. Once again, I looked back at the man next to me and was about to open
my mouth to tell, but to my surprise Nubsib spoke first.

- It's okay, your house is also next door, even if my mother finds out, she
won't think we're having sex. He calmed my soulless mood with his
characteristic smile. - Don't worry!

-
…

- Go open the door, will you?

- ...Okay then. - Finally I had to accept and let go of the hands that were
clinging to each other's arms. - Then hurry up and get dressed.

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- Yeah.

I left the bedroom and headed for the door. I tried to keep my hand motions
steady as I reached out and turned the doorknob, showing no hesitation. Then
Nubsib's soothing voice echoed in my head again, and I finally made up my
mind to open the door slowly.

- Sib, how long do you want mom to stay here waiting for you? Why do you
come now to open...?

- Oh, Aunt Orn. - I laughed dryly.

- ¿Gene?

I didn't know what expression to make when I saw Aunt Orn's eyes go wide
and her hand slap her chest several times. My hands, which were raised in a
combined greeting, were super weak, but my heart under my left chest was
pounding violently, looking like it was filled with heartbreaking fear.

- Hello. - I opened the door to the maximum to let the other person in.

- What are you doing here, boy?

- Because... actually, my room is right next door.

- Oh really? You live here too, huh? - The aunt's expression had an obvious
look of disbelief, although a delighted smile appeared at the corners of her
mouth. - It turns out that Sib's room is also here, so that's why you met by
chance, right?

- Well, just... probably yes. Aunt, why don't you go in first, Sib is changing.

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The other person nodded, and I was dimly aware that his smile was even brighter and
brighter than the one he'd had before. Once I closed the door, the aunt grabbed my arm
as she passed, and that was all it took for me to feel the kindness of the woman. So I
took the aunt to the sofa in the middle of the living room and told her to sit on it for a
moment before running to the kitchen.

I noticed that my aunt was peering around the house to see where her son lived.

I put a glass of cold water on the table and was about to find a place to sit down when
my aunt patted the cushions on the sofa next to her. - Come sit here, son, it's fate! I was
thinking of asking you to meet Nubsib and P'Neng when you were free. I was surprised
that you opened the door for me just now.

-
…
- I laughed awkwardly.

- I heard from Neng that Sib moved so I came to see, are you getting ready to go out?

- No, it's Sunday, I saw that he was free so I went to see him.

- What a good boy, you haven't seen each other for many years but I'm glad to see that
you're still so close.

Aunt Orn asked me two or three more questions and I muttered in my mind, is this
Nubsib guy changing his clothes or is he sewing a new one?
Just as I was thinking this, the bedroom door opened. The brat was dressed, and the
hair that had been cleaned earlier was already so dry that not a drop of water remained.

He raised his hand to greet his mother.

- Why didn't you answer mom on the phone when she called you earlier?
I thought you weren't home, if I hadn't shown my ID down there and

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I would have asked the estate manager to open the door for me to go up and call, I
suppose I would have come back and made a trip for nothing.

- I was just taking a shower.

Nubsib replied, moving at the same time to my left side, where there was an empty
seat at the moment. But while the other man
As he sat down, I gave him a quick wink, so Nubsib had to sit on the empty sofa
opposite.

Wanting to leave some space for both mother and son to talk, I made an excuse to
run to the kitchen and said I'd find them something to eat.

- So you're going to move here, boy?

- Well, it's more convenient here.

- Wasn't it the house you had closest to the school?

- That was closer, but there's someone else here.

At that time I was opening the cabinet above the sink, and when I heard that answer
from him, I almost choked on my own saliva and my forehead lightly hit the edge of
the cabinet door. Although the kitchen and living room areas were clearly separated,
there was no door separating them, so the content of the conversation between the
two of us in the living room was easily transferred to the kitchen for me to hear in its
entirety.

I pursed my lips tightly, super tempted at this point to run straight into the living room
and smack him over the shoulder, brat!

- You're still clinging to phi like when you were little, you haven't even changed.
- Aunt Orn continued. - By the way, you should go home and sleep two or three

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nights today. If you have a class and don't want to drive yourself, you can ask your Uncle
Tos to drive you. Where is Gene? Gene boy!

- I'm coming!

Hearing Aunt Orn's call, I hurriedly grabbed a plate of food and left the kitchen, trying to
adjust my face to normal. I tried not to look at Nubsib during this process. Aunt Orn pulled
me by the hand and asked me questions as before.

- Why don't you spend the night at auntie's house tonight, son, and go back to aunty so phi
goes too?

- Eh… - when I heard that I had to turn my face towards Nubsib. - But Sib has school and
then the series.

- There is no need to go to the series tomorrow, just to class.

- Then I'll wake up with you tomorrow and play with you. I'll wait in your room while you go
to class.

- You can get up?

- Okay, wake me up if you can't.

Nubsib smiled after hearing that.

- Today you have been very kind with many things.

- I will be very nice all the time if you are a good boy.

Nubsib laughed softly, and seeing him like this was about to continue, but then Aunt Orn's
laughter sounded.

- Seeing you so close reminds me of when you were kids again.

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-
…

I froze for a moment and hastily suppressed the frown from earlier. Because I was
so focused on talking to the person on the opposite sofa, I almost forgot that aunt
was still sitting next to me. Luckily we hadn't said anything suspicious either.

that moment.

- So, what exactly was decided, guys? Do you want to go home for the night
tonight? I'll call the maids later to prepare dinner.

- That's ok.

I ducked my head to seek Nubsib's opinion, so I saw him there with a slight nod,
and I couldn't refuse Aunt Orn's kind invitation.

I saw my aunt smile happily and rushed to follow her.

- That will be fine son, stay home two or three nights. Gene you can spend a night
at our house too and then come back.

- OK.

- Then go back to your aunt today.

Neither of us said no, and after arranging things, auntie let us go pack what we
needed to wear. As her mother sat and waited for us, she said to let her know
when we were ready. When I heard her say that, I grabbed the laptop that had
been sitting on the table in front of the sofa to begin with and shut it down, shoving
it into my computer bag to pick it up later.

I already had those clothes at home, but the everyday items, like facial creams
and contact lenses, I was going to bring.

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I found a duffel bag in that little closet upstairs, which was actually Nubsib's, but I
grabbed it and used it. I couldn't help but start thinking about things in my head as I
stuffed things inside.

Although going home is a very common thing, I felt like I was carrying some kind of
guilt, so I was a little apprehensive.

Now that I'm Nubsib's boyfriend and things have come to this point, I admit that I
like Nubsib and I wouldn't want to break up with him for the rest of my life. The
thought of our relatives' eyes scares me and I'm afraid they'll be upset if they hear
about us.

Nubsib had said that love was for two people, and although there was some truth to
it, neither Nubsib nor I lived alone in this society. We have our own families in case
our parents are against us and don't understand us. How am I going to convince
them if not? How do I explain it to them until they understand it? What if the other
person doesn't even want to try to understand?

- Gene.

- Shit!

Startled, my hand immediately went up, but before I could react, my wrist was
grabbed by a large hand.

Only when I saw that the other person was Nubsib did my hanging heart finally
return to normal.

- What are you rambling again, huh? I called you several times and you didn't listen.

- It's your fault, why are you talking so close to me? What if I slap you across the
face and make a fool of you?

- How strong can you be with this little hamster palm of yours?

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- Your hands are those of a huge rat.

Nubsib laughed merrily.

- Then why do you make that face? Worried about something?

- You should know very well.

- Don't worry!

- How can I not worry?

My expression turned a little anxious and Nubsib saw it and moved the hand that was
gripping my wrist to press it into her palm.

- Of course there is no problem, now we are a couple, I like you Mr.

Gene…

-
…

- Gene, do you like me?

- What the hell? Lying again to get him to say it?

- You love Me?

I can't believe it's been upgraded to "love", it's a whole new level...

- Just… that's right.

The other person's lips curved into a smile.

- That's enough, my parents are not one of those who do not reason. If you think the same
as me, it will be enough, there will be no problems.

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-
…

- So what, don't worry about it.

- Hmm.

A fancy European car pulled into the neighborhood and before it was about to drive
towards the big house area, I told Aunt Orn that I wanted to go back to the house and
find my mother. So I asked her to park in front of my house and Aunt Orn was going to
ask Nubsib to come with me. Just when the guy was happy, I hastily refused flatly and
then left my bags with Nubsib and went into the house by myself.

But as soon as I saw Uncle Kham, he looked puzzled and told me that neither of my
parents was home this time of year and that they had gone to the Outer House on
Friday night and would not be back until tomorrow morning. night approx. Jaep was the
only one in the house now, but I didn't believe him, it was a day off and my parents were
not home, so Jaep must have gone to his partner's house for the night and he would not
be home.

(T/ N: Uncle Kham is the one who works at his parents' house, he is not a relative.
Because even I got confused for a moment. XD)

My jaw dropped for a moment, but I decided to go inside and grab two sets of my own.

How he came back unannounced like this…he didn't know who was home. So when I
left the house with my things, I picked up the phone on the way and sent a message on
the family chat group saying that Aunt Orn had asked me to come to her house for the
night.

- Sr. Gene.

I froze and hastily raised my face from the phone screen when I heard the familiar voice.

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- Oh, what are you doing following me here?

- I came to look for you, my mother asked me to call Aunt Ran and Uncle Tip to come
with us to eat.

- Oh, it seems that it will have to be another day, my parents have gone to the
Outer House and Jaep should not be home.

Nubsib frowned gently.

- When will they return?

- It will be Monday night.

- Then you stay at my house until they come back.

- OK that's fine.

A simple affirmation was enough for Nubsib to smile like a happy child, Nubsib raised
her hand to take the bag with the clothes in my hand and we headed towards her
house, shoulder to shoulder. When we got to her house, I told Aunt Orn what I had
just told Nubsib, and she had to sigh softly as she heard it.

- Oh yes, Ran also said that the other day, but I forgot, that's what happens when
you get older you're always so forgetful. She shook her head and accused herself
half jokingly. - Okay then, Gene, stay here with us and keep Sib company. I'll ask Ran
and Tip to come eat when they get back.

- OK.

- I've made someone bring up the suitcases, so I'll tell Sib to bring you up later and
you can lie down and play for a while. By then your Uncle Wat and P'Neng should be
ready for dinner when they return.

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I didn't refuse, and I saw Aunt Orn getting ready to go to the kitchen, so I didn't bother her
anymore.

The large house of the Tanakijpaisan family has two floors and is more than spacious for a
class of toddlers to play hide-and-seek. The guest room was also "well stocked" and Nubsib
led me to the left side of the house and stopped before a door. When he turned the knob
and opened the door, I was greeted by a bed so big and comfortable that I wanted to run
to sleep in it.

He didn't remember if he had seen this room when he was a child, but the vintage pink
tones in the room gave it a nice feeling. The duffel bag that had originally belonged to
Nubsib was being placed on the table next to the sofa.

- OK? Do you want another room?

- No, do you think I'm the demanding type? In which room do you sleep? In the same as
before?

The other person only had a raised eyebrow and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

- Would you like to sleep over tonight?

- Just asking.

- It's the same as before, at the end of the corridor.

- ¿Hmm?

Hearing that, I couldn't help but put on a puzzled expression.

Because at first I thought that Nubsib's room would be next to the one I'm in now. It's not
like I'm being narcissistic or anything like that.

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because Nubsib has always had to cling to me ever since we got together. If
Nubsib had to spend the night at my house, I would have arranged for him to
sleep next to my own room as well.

- What's happening?

- Eh... nada.

Before I could even plan to turn my face, I caught the other guy's expectant look,
and it seemed like he had read my little mind, because that wicked smile was
back at the corner of his mouth. But luckily, he didn't go on to say anything else
that would make me more baseless.

Two hours later.

The return of Uncle Wat and P'Neng coincided with the beginning of dinner, and
Aunt Orn sent someone upstairs to call us. When Nubsib and I got there, we saw
that everyone was already sitting at the dining table waiting for us.

I greeted Aunt Orn's husband, followed by the eldest son of the family. Since
Uncle Wat was sitting at the end of the table, Aunt Orn motioned for me to sit
next to him, while Nubsib had to sit next to his brother, as per protocol.

- Gene, it's been a long time.

I nodded and smiled as I accepted Uncle Wat's compliments.

Nubsib's father is very tall, so it's obvious who P'Neng and Nubsib inherited their
height from. Despite having a few silver hairs on his temples, it can be said that
he was definitely a handsome man in his youth. Whether he was facing his
opponent or someone else, he had a feeling of unapproachable majesty. But if
he was in front of his family or his neighbors, like me, he turned into a down-to-
earth and funny old man.

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He nudged Aunt Orn.

- Sib, your mother said that you two live in the same apartment, huh?

- Well, he's in the next room.

- AND? - Uncle Wat's face changed and he nodded. - Then I'll ask you to keep this son
of mine at bay for me, and if he doesn't behave, give him a beating.

- It doesn't seem like it's going to work, dad, because of its size you can see that it can't be done
win.

- Sib is younger than Gene, and if he still dares to disrespect your phi, I'll make him eat
his words. Don't be afraid, when the time comes, the guy will buy you an anti-abuse stun
gun.

- Uh, that's not very nice.

Hearing P'Neng and Uncle Wat chat about this topic, I had to chuckle on the sidelines
and didn't know what kind of expression to put on, and I could hear Aunt Orn's silvery
laughter in my ears. As for that other protagonist who appeared in the conversation, there
was no interest in it. Suddenly, on the plate in front of him was a fried prawn drizzled with
sour corner sauce, and with it came the usual handful of polite voices from the other
person.

- Can you peel it?

-
…

Before I could close my gaping mouth, he continued.

- Or I'll peel it for you.

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(T/ N: Sorry, this sentence is rude in every way

HAHAHA The series or novels have a habit bl with the prawns that I break
HAHAHA)

- No, no, I'll peel it myself. - I hastened to stop the great extended hand of the
other man, with his tongue about to get entangled. - You don't have to be so
careful with your guests, you eat, I can manage by myself, thank you.

Under the table, my leg gently hooked the other guy's long leg to remind him
to pull himself together. I don't know if this guy is getting used to serving me
when he eats with me, but this move of his right now has almost made my
heart jump out of my chest.

Luckily no one noticed the scene and Uncle Wat continued to talk to us about
some parental issues.

- I think I heard your father mention that Jaep is getting ready to get married,
really?

- Well, people have been talking about it since the end of last year, at the beginning of
next year, I think.

Wat immediately puts on a look of obvious envy.

- So soon they will have grandchildren, it seems that I will be waiting a long
time. Neng always gets separated from the girls, he always fails to find the
right one, while there's another one who hasn't even graduated yet, what
about you?

- Uh, I just…

I laughed dryly, not knowing what to answer.

- Tip said that you stay at home all day, are you interested in your uncle
helping you find one?

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- Dad! Gene has someone! If you're going to introduce a pretty girl, you might as well
introduce her to your own son. - Neng said with a voice that was about to stifle a laugh, but
phi's words made my eyes pop out.

- A girl? Gene you got a girl, huh?

Orn, who had been quietly listening to our conversation just now, couldn't help himself and
immediately turned his head. Uncle Wat also looked at me with an unexpected expression.
When Aunt Orn's words made P'Neng react to what he had just said, he hastened to frown.

- Ah... it escaped me... I'm sorry.

-
…

Big Bad P'Neng!

This apology was accompanied by a shrug, and he didn't seem to feel guilty at all.

- Really Gene?

- Uh... actually...

I didn't know how to respond, my eyes looking left one moment and right the next while my
brain was working at high speed, not knowing how to respond well. It's all P'Neng's fault,
who said he was seeing someone. If she said yes, and the adults kept asking who the other
person was and what she looked like, how was she going to keep answering?

I didn't want to lie either, and by now I was in a state of confusion, so I had to turn my
attention to Nubsib across the room.
mesa.

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The other man's sharp eyes had been looking at me for a long time, and he nodded, and I
could tell right away that he was calming me down. So I calmed my heart and stopped it.

- Hmm.

- Aunt doesn't know yet, what do your parents say, son?

- We just got together, I haven't had a chance to tell my parents yet.

- Oh my God! I can't believe we found out before... Where, do you have a photo? Teach us.

- Photos… - I murmured.

- What kind of look is that? Whose daughter is she? She is pretty?

-
…

See... I knew my aunt would keep asking questions.

If you want to know so much, aunt, you only have to turn your head and look straight
ahead, and you will know what my beloved is like. But since he couldn't answer like that,
he didn't know how to answer either. This deeper step-by-step question made me stutter
and the air around me began to freeze until…

They put another shrimp on my plate.

- Gene, I peeled this for you.

- Thanks thanks.

It seemed that Nubsib had come to rescue me specifically, and seeing the slight smile on
the other man's handsome face, I returned it.

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- Nubsib! - Aunt Orn's voice calling her own son by his first name startled me.

- ¿Hmm?

- Mom didn't teach you to be so rude, so why do you call him Gene directly?

-
…

My face instantly paled.

- It's your phi, you call it phi, don't let people say that our children have no education. -
Aunt Orn kept counting.

When the aunt was on fire for not loving her own child, my partner's topic was like those
concubines who were put into silence in the cold palace, no one asked about it anymore. I
glanced at Aunt Orn, who was looking fierce at the moment, and then at the punished man.

He had just taken over, and it occurred to me that this brat would never call me phi easily,
so I moved my lips just as he was going to say okay. But the next words that came out of
the other guy's mouth in his uniquely charming voice made me stop.

- Oh, P’Gene.

I had never let the other call me phi. This time both ears were cut off at hearing the other
man call himself that, and I hurriedly lowered my head, chin nearly to chest. Otherwise, my
flushed face would have been quite a sight for the people at the table…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 24.

It was almost 11 pm when I got out of the shower and went to bed.

After dinner, Aunt Orn brought out her personally ground soymilk for us to
drink while watching a movie. Luckily, the two old men didn't ask any more
embarrassing questions while I was watching the movie. It wasn't until the
short hand of the clock pointed to number ten that Aunt Orn told everyone to
go wash up and go to bed. I felt sticky too, so I hastened to say good night
and went upstairs.

The king-size bed in the guest room of this house was the kind of soft and
comfortable texture I knew at first sight, and my back made a big nest in it as
soon as I lay down. I lay back in bed, my eyes on the circular ceiling light,
which was soft and soothing at the moment. My skin felt the cool air blowing
from the air conditioner, but it wasn't excessively cold, this temperature was
exactly what made me comfortable.

...Although Nubsib said not to worry about it, we haven't officially discussed
when to tell our families.

After talking to Neng earlier, I also felt like these things were going to be said
anyway, but I'm just not mentally prepared enough right now.

-
…

After a few minutes lying quietly on the bed, alone and thinking, I let out a soft
sigh and rolled onto my side, ready to pick up the phone I was carrying on
the side for a bit of fun. I responded to people who sent me messages on
Line, including Tum, Hin, and Oei, and was about to play a drama to watch it
for a while when my ears heard a soft knock on the door.

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¡Toc!

I cocked my head to look and used my legs on the bed to help me move off of it and
reached over to open the door.

- Bb. - my eyes narrowed when I saw the person who was standing in front of the door.

I wasn't too surprised to see this familiar tall man standing in front of me. At that time
Nubsib was wearing a T-shirt and loose trousers. Her hair looked freshly dried, with
bangs hanging over her forehead and a few strands covering her sharp eyes, making
her sly eyes look wise. So when the other man smiled and stared at me, his slightly shy
aura left me at a loss for what expression to make.

put.

- What's happening? Something happens?

- I came to sleep with you. The words were spoken in a tone light as water, but they
made my eyes go wide and I hastily raised my hand to stop him.

- Today you stay still and sleep in your own bed.

- Because?

...and the nerve to play the clueless with me.

- Now we are at your house.

- No one will see it, I'll be back in the morning.

- No.

Damn, making it sound like we're cheating.

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- Today you have been the good boy all day, you are going to be the good boy until the end.

- ¡No!

-
...

- Get your ass to bed!

-
...

- Basta ya.

The boy ate the closed door and was also silent, his eyes looked directly at me, and he did
not say a word. We didn't look at each other for a minute, and finally I had to huff through
my nose and lower my clasped hands to my chest.

- Okay, then you can go down with me for a glass of ice water first.

As soon as I said that, I saw the other man raise his eyebrows with a questioning look. But
when I took his arm and headed for the stairs, he obediently followed me.

There really wasn't a very deep reason why I invited him like this. I was kind of softened up
and willing to spend a little more time with him, that's all.

All the lights in the house had been turned off and everyone had gone to their rooms to get
ready for bed. Only a few small night lights were still on, which would surely be on all night.
We entered the kitchen and Nubsib went to the extractor hood and flicked a switch on the
wall to turn on a small light. And the truth is that I was not very thirsty, but since I had
already gone down, I went to take a small sip. Nubsib opened the lid of the pot that Aunt
Orn had just used.

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to make the soy milk, and I rushed to take a look and realized that there was still soy
milk left, so my mouth suddenly craved something sweet.

- Let's warm it up first.

- Mmm.

I gingerly moved a chair to sit by the counter in the center of the kitchen, while Nubsib
stood a short distance away, busy with his work.

The kitchen was silent, the only sound being the stove burning pots and pans. Even
though neither of us was speaking at the time, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. But
since I wanted to talk to the other person, I took the initiative and asked him.

- You have exams coming up, are you going on vacation soon?

- Well, probably a week or so away.

- Oh! Go for it.

- Do you want to ask me to go on a trip?

He had a strange expression.

- Where did I say that?

- I'll ask you out then. Nubbsib smiled. - Let's go on a trip then.

After hearing that I couldn't hide my damn joy anymore, so I let it flow with a big smile.

-
…and that's okay!

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The lid of the pot began to go "poof", and when I heard it I jumped up from my
chair and went over to pick up two cups that were upside down on a large
plate. However, Nubsib, who was standing in front of the stove, only took a
cup, picked it up and handed it to me.

- Be careful, it's hot.

-Three grams of oil! - My stomach warmed instantly after having my second

cup of hot soy milk of the day.

I drank the soy milk in the kitchen while chatting with Nubsib about something,
and after finishing the soy milk and washing the cups, I asked Nubsib to come
upstairs with me. After turning off the kitchen lights, the surroundings were
pitch black, and although the stairwell was illuminated by a night light, the light
was like a drop of water. My eyes couldn't adjust for a while, so I grabbed
Nubsib's sleeve and asked him to lead me.

Nubsib squeezed my hand, but I thought of the quiet surroundings, so I didn't

say much.

- Are you sleepy already?

- Not yet, I guess I'll be sleepy after a while.

- Then let me stay with you a while longer. - The other man said so, and as
soon as I opened the door of the room, he entered.

I rolled my eyes behind him, but when I turned my head and looked to my left
and right, I didn't see anyone else, so I figured everyone must be sleeping. In
the end I didn't bother blaming him and went straight to the bedroom, climbing
down on the bed as I had done before.

I held out my arms and stretched slightly before lazily crawling under the
covers, when I saw Nubsib come over and sit not far from me.

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- If you're sleepy, get some sleep, you have class tomorrow, oh! Remember to come
tomorrow and knock on my door to wake me up, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep and you'll
already be out the door when I get up.

- You don't have to force yourself to get up early if you can't get up.

- It's okay, I'm planning to go to that old store tomorrow to buy some snacks. If I don't get
up you will shake me vigorously.

- Okay, and I kiss you vigorously then!

- You wake me up!

- If I have to wake you up, the only thing I want as a reward is a kiss.

- That's fine, leave it, then I'll set my own alarm clock.

- What a stingy.

- Who told you to be so stingy?

I replied quietly, still feigning calm, as I looked at the handsome face of the other
stretched out guy.

Knock! Knock!

I frowned when I heard a certain urgent knock on the door. The sound bothered me a
bit, so I hastened to bury my head in the pecs of the person next to me.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The knock on the door sounded once more, and this time Nubsib moved her body
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He disappeared. My eyelids were still clenched shut and at that moment

exhaustion hit me so I had to lazily mutter under my breath.

- Sib... go open the door for me.

- Wait.

- Hurry up. - I murmured, feeling that I wanted to sleep a little more. It wasn't until
I felt the slightest hint of coolness that I realized that the heat channeled into me
by those around me had abruptly disappeared. So I hastily turned around and
turned my face to the other side, pulling the covers up with my hands as my whole
body began to curl up. This time, however, I hugged my waist more, trying to find
the most comfortable position, and prepared to go back to sleep.

I was trying to get some more sleep when the sound of a conversation forcefully
brought me back to consciousness hearing the words "I slept through the night"
and "I didn't go to my room last night" so I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing
that caught my eye was the dark brown curtains, which held firm and kept the
harsh sunlight from coming through the window. I narrowed my eyes for a moment
and then directed my gaze towards the door of the room...

It was that look that made my otherwise groggy and sleepy eyes widen almost
out of their sockets.

- It's good that nothing else out of the ordinary happened.

I hastened to prop up half my body like a bird in shock.

- What... tío What.

Standing by the door, besides that tall Nubsib, was Uncle Wat, dressed in a
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very sharp eyes She turned her head to look at me and then turned back to look at her son.

Right at that moment, cold sweat broke out on the palms of my hands.

- Come down and give me an explanation when you're done with this.

-
…

The sound of the door closing was small, but it sounded like a thousand kilos to me.

Uncle Wat had come downstairs and I was still staring motionlessly at the bedroom door, not knowing

what my next move would be.

Until I felt a warm hand touch my cheek, and then Nubsib's familiarly handsome face lowered to the

same level as mine and our eyes met. His face blocked the door from my eyes and everything else

from the outside world behind him.

The autumn waves were huge, and little by little I felt my heart, which a moment ago had nearly

pounded out of my chest, begin to calm down.

- I... you... no! How did Uncle Wat know? - I hardly knew how to organize my words, now I felt that my

voice was as light as a feather.

Although Wat did not tell me directly about the incident, I understood that Uncle Wat already knew

about us. The condescending, aggressive look on his face was almost scarier than if he'd just given a

scolding.

- Maybe it's been known since last night.

-
… last night.

Nubsib had slept here the night before.

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I didn't get too mad about Sib not going back to her room to sleep, because we had
been talking for a long time last night. He also had a lot of questions in his head that he
wanted to ask Nubsib, including his experience of going to school abroad, including
some thoughts about friends and work, etc. In the end, I don't even know when I fell
asleep and Nubsib may have fallen asleep in a daze just like me. So, apart from being
suspicious that my uncle knew the two of us, it didn't bother me much because, after all,
we were the two who fell for the cherry.

- It's okay, you know my father is a reasonable man.

- I do not know…

- Alright. - Nubsib repeated the almighty words of comfort again, his palm gently
caressing my cheek before moving on to the bangs on my forehead. She shifted her
body a bit to lean in and hug me tighter, releasing after a moment, and stood up giving
me a light pat on the waist with both hands. - Hurry up and go brush your teeth and
face, go talk to him for a while and soon you will be fine.

-
…

- I'll be with you all the time, don't worry.

- Hmm.

I entered the bathroom before Nubsib turned and went back to his room to wash up.

I looked at myself in the mirror with a slight glimmer of concern in my eyes, but my mood
was already much calmer than it was a moment ago. She didn't know how to express
what she felt now, now that things were like this, and she didn't know how she should
feel.

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The heart is definitely shaking, but the other side of the room is also trying to comfort
themselves, isn't this also good? The other side is also trying to console themselves,
isn't it good that they know once and for all, so they don't have to live their lives in fear
every day? Maybe the truth wasn't as cruel as she thought?

I gently shook my head and went over to pick up the toothbrush.

Uncle Wat was waiting for us in another living room, this one with a super widescreen
TV mounted on the wall for more privacy and quiet than the one opposite. Once inside,
we saw that Nubsib's father was not the only one sitting on that long sofa, as Aunt Orn
was also sitting next to him. I froze immediately and almost stopped dead in the
doorway of the salon.

But after greeting them and seeing them nodding slightly, we resentfully made our way
to the sofa opposite and sat down.

Although Uncle Wat's face didn't look so bad at the moment, he could still see his
knitted brows.

- When did you start dating? - Uncle Wat gets straight to the point, he's not about to
beat around the bush. He sat on the sofa without taking his eyes off us from the moment
we entered the living room until that very moment.

- Two weeks ago. - Nubsib replied.

- Dad I'm asking you seriously, Sib, are you gay?

- No.

- And you, Gene?

- Me neither. - I gently shook my head.

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Uncle Wat was silent for a moment, his hands that had been on his knees
moving to clasp them in front of his chest, and then his expression did not
change.

- Did you both start not liking men? Then tell dad about your time together.

At the question, I narrowed my eyes at Nubsib and saw the other man smile
at me.

- When I was a child I loved playing with phi next door, he was a very kind
boy and I never got bored with him. Then he moved and I had to study
abroad, in the United States. Apart from classes, there was nothing special
in my life, and I occasionally fell in love back then, but it all ended in a
breakup shortly after we got together, until… - the speaker paused for a
moment, feeling that he was remembering a long time ago. - Around 9th
grade, P'Jaep posted a picture on his Facebook page, and the first time I
saw it, I recognized it was Gene...

-
…

- Didn't you ask me the same thing, dad? Why I haven't gotten a girlfriend
since then.

- So you're trying to say that you like Gene for a long time?

- Yeah.

I kept looking at Nubsib, from when he began to tell the whole story until he
answered the question in such a short sentence. Although he did not tell the
whole story, but, as usual, led those present in circles in his characteristic
way. But the way he said it made me watch with such fascination that I could
hardly take my eyes off him.

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Only until today have I appreciated Nubsib's infatuation with me so deeply, and
only today has this infatuation of hers impressed me so deeply.

Nubsib said all this in a firm tone, and I couldn't help feeling envious as I listened.

Then Uncle Wat turned to me.

- Gene, and you? Tell uncle how you guys got together.

"It's just…" I owe myself a bit, my hand on my knee beginning to gently rub my
pants, however, the familiar flurry of calming movement from my back felt like it
instantly gave me the courage to say it. - In fact, I didn't even recognize Nubsib at
first, and I didn't know that she had run away to become a star. But his manager,
Tum, was a friend of mine from college, and Tum asked me to keep an eye on
Nubsib.

-
… Uncle Wat nodded.

- Actually, well... Nubsib is a good boy too, very useful in many ways, and I... I like
Nubsib.

I felt the veins inside me swell until they almost exploded as I said those words.
But since in my mind I was super scared that my uncle would get in the way, I just
assumed a posture of amazing righteousness and poured out the thoughts in my
mind.

The air in the living room was suddenly silent.

- If you're together, why haven't you told mom and dad?

Coming to that question, I didn't need to wait for Nubsib to open her mouth to
answer hastily.

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- I... it's because I'm afraid to say something.

-
…

- I don't know how they would feel if they knew that I am with Nubsib.

- Are you afraid of being scolded?

- Well…

- If I had to tell the truth, I would not agree.

-
... - my hands closed into fists.

- My family has many rivals in business, and maintaining a company's trustworthy image is important,

so what would people think if they found out that my son is with a man? - I couldn't help but purse my

lips at every word that Uncle Wat pronounced, his words were realistic, all things that the old man had

to consider, and even I couldn't deny it.

- They…

- But I spoke with your aunt yesterday after dinner. - Uncle Wat spoke once more, still looking at his

wife, who was sitting next to him.

My face changed once more, after dinner...

I mean, did they already know?

- You two knew...

- You know, this guy suddenly said he was going to move closer to Gene's house, we haven't seen

each other in years and the two are still so close.

How can uncle and aunt not realize when they have to take care of each other so much during meals...

Sib, this angry boy... he's my son, if he didn't know,

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would be his real father in vain. - Uncle Wat spoke in an even calmer tone,
without mixing with other emotions.

But it made my brain go into an instant mosaic.

A minute later, I heard a slow sigh.

- I didn't expect it either, these two children that I saw grow up, seeing now
that they have grown up with their own ideas and have to bare their thoughts
with us here.

I slightly pursed my lips, wanting to say something, but in the end decided
to keep quiet...

- Sib is my son, and I also treat Gene as such. With things as they are, he
didn't want to say any more, the kids wouldn't want to hear if he said more,
and stopping him would end up being a farce, even I myself am the type of
person who doesn't like to be forced. - During the time Uncle Wat said this,
his eyes were on Nubsib and me. - But the image is also important.
For example, those model photos that you are doing now, you must know
the reason why dad asked you to do it, right?

-
…

- Our family has business partners and rivals, and we have to deal with a lot
of people. And the second generation of heirs is like the face of our business,
and I know that some people may be interested in doing business, but some
people are not interested in doing it. But eventually these industries are
going to be passed on by dad to his son. I don't know the day I'll be gone,
and when I die I won't have to sit in the office and deal with all this stuff.
Now that the boys have made their decision like this, and mom and dad
have discussed it…

I clenched the meat in my mouth, but at that moment my uncle suddenly

stopped, and a second seemed as long as a minute had passed.

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- You will be responsible to yourselves in the future for anything, but I hope you don't disappoint
mom and dad.

-
…

Those tense shoulders instantly slackened, and when I looked to my uncle's side, I also realized
that the other man's face had long since contrasted with the anxiety I had felt just now. There was
only the slightest trace of anger or discontent on her face, just a look of relief at having made her
decision, while a vague feeling of concern for us shone in her eyes.

Aunt Orn, who had been silent from the beginning, also showed a smile at this time.

I froze and looked at the two old men, feeling like something was blocking my chest, unable to say
a word. At that moment, I had mixed feelings in my heart, a mix of joy, relief, excitement, gratitude,
and apology. When these emotions were intertwined and compressed into one piece, I didn't know

how to say it.

Finally, I heard Nubsib say thank you before reacting and I hastened to raise my hands in a joint
greeting to the two old men. After the greeting, I turned my head to look at the taller man next to
me, and to my surprise, he also turned his head to look at me.

He put his right hand back on my back and gently stroked it up.

- I told you a long time ago that everything will be fine.

-
... I looked at him and didn't say anything else.

But it seems that Nubsib's comment reached Uncle Wat's ears, so he spoke again.

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- Tell me guys, what would you do if dad didn't approve? - The other man stared at us with
a look that, although it was not very serious, implied a certain provocation, and he seemed
to be anxious to know our answer.

- What about that Sib, if mom and dad can't accept it and don't agree, could you…

- A piece of land there in Patanakarn.

-
…

Nubsib just said this simple sentence and Uncle Wat stopped immediately after hearing it,
his eyes widening suspiciously, far removed from the overbearing look he had just given.

- Who told you that dad loved him, did Neng tell you?

- Dad you can't take that land, right?

Uncle Wat patted him on the knee.

- Well then! Hurry up and do it for me, and if the other party is willing to sell, Dad will give
the green light for the two of you to do it all by then.

- You're out of your league, dad. - Nubsib said, but I kept turning my head, wavering
between him and Uncle Wat, finally I saw a smile on Nubsib's lips. - So this is the deal, if
Uncle Tip doesn't agree, you go and be the conspirator for me then dad. Wire the money
and I'll return the deed.

Uncle Wat was silent once more, looking unblinkingly into his son's face, then turned to his
wife.

-
... who the hell did Sib get that personality from?

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The moment Aunt Orn burst out laughing, the crush atmosphere of the scene
vanished in an instant. I laughed with her, and it felt as if one of the two large stones
that had been blocking my heart had been removed. Although the weight of the other
was enough to keep me awake, Uncle Wat's words and the way Nubsib's parents
behaved greatly lightened the burden on my heart.

As it was still daylight, Uncle Wat had to run to the office. He dropped two words
before walking off, which means he knew, but the part about my mom and dad should
know too. I had to slowly nod my head even after hearing that and didn't say another
word.

After the two old men left the house, Nubsib and I were the only ones in the living
room.

There was a quartz standing clock in the spacious living room that struck us at that
moment, nine o'clock...

- Gene…

- Thank you. - I've put myself on the iron.

- ¿Hmm?

- That's all I wanted to say.

Upon hearing my words, Nubsib smiled weakly, but did not ask anything else, just
said.

- You don't have to come with me today. Gene, why don't you go upstairs and take a
nap, just give me a list of the snacks you want to eat, I'll have someone go buy them
later.

- I could go with you.

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- It's better to sleep here and wait for him to come back for you.

-
...Okay, what time will you be back?

- Around three in the afternoon or something like that. - Nubsib said as he got up.
As soon as his hand came up, I grabbed it tightly and was dragged by him to my feet.

Nubsib and I also just finished brushing our teeth and faces, since Uncle Wat made us
come downstairs to talk as soon as we got up earlier. I was able to lie down and go to sleep,
but the other one had to shower and dress before going to school.

Nubsib walked me to the door of my room, but when he was about to turn and leave, I
decided to call him.

- ¡Sib!

- ¿Hmm?

- About telling mom and dad... - I paused. - I prefer to tell him.

-
...

- They are my parents, and if I am going to say it, I want to say it myself.

Nubsib froze for a moment after hearing that, and finally nodded.

- Yes, you can say it whenever you want, I'll leave it to your discretion.

After hearing the other man's yes, I stared into his wise eyes before expressing my gratitude
with a warm smile. But I had only been smiling a few seconds when my mouth was gagged
when the other

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The man suddenly lowered his head and kissed me hard on the nose, mouth, and
cheek.

- Sweet dreams!

But before I could scold him for daring to do such a thing in his own home, Nubsib
hastily closed my bedroom door like a mischievous troublemaker.

I stared at the door and stood still. When I was left alone, my mind began to think
of Mommy and Daddy and what happened to me and Nubsib.
I silently prayed in my mind that Mommy and Daddy must understand me…

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 25.

I thought so, but it didn't seem like things were going the way I wanted.

Because the next night, after Mom and Dad came home and rested from their
fatigue, I made up my mind to tell them both that I had something to talk to them
about. At first I intended to speak to them alone, but Nubsib insisted on
accompanying me. He convinced me with a reason that I couldn't discuss, saying
that when two people are together, the matter should be shared by both. If he didn't
come, how would my parents see his sincerity.

So, after dinner, I told them the truth in a few words…

Mom was obviously in shock, and as for Dad… his emotions were changing in an
instant.

- With Bb? - Dad asked.

- Yeah.

He was silent for a moment, and then he said something that made my limbs tingle.

- When you spoke to me before writing those kinds of novels, you also said that
you wouldn't like men.

- They…

- I believed it then, but now you tell me again that you are?

Dad, I don't...

Dad looked at me silently.

- Did you know? What you said before is contradictory to what you say now.

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- No! Just because I'm with Sib doesn't mean I like other guys.

- Anyway, you're only with a guy now, so what's the difference?

- Dad, I...!

Nubsib, who was sitting next to me, raised his hand and touched my arm.

The warmth of that touch quickly cooled my impatience and raised tone. His reassuring
touch made me purse my lips gently before reemphasizing.

- I will only be with Sib, and if the other person is not Nubsib, I will never find anyone else
in the future.

-
…

- Dad…

Dad stared at my arm, Nubsib's hand was still touching my elbow at that time, and finally
said flatly.

- Go upstairs.

- We have not talked…

- I told you to come up.

-
... - a nuance of discontent was implicit in dad's heavy words, and I kept quiet even after
hearing them. Everything I had planned or had to tell them before seemed to be left out of
the picture at that moment by Dad's relentless gesture.

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It had been a long time since I had seen my father so angry or act this way, and I
remembered that I had only met him once as a child, when he was a very naughty
and rebellious child. So this sent things in an unpredictable direction.

I turned my head to look at Nubsib, and then saw her nod.

-
…

I ended up going up the stairs alone.

I closed the door after entering my room and turned on all the lights in the room so
that it was illuminated. I exhaled vigorously through my nose, feeling my heart racked
and unable to stretch out through the
time.

It was a bit upsetting to see that my father didn't listen to my explanation, but more
than that, I felt sad and wronged. Then I thought of Uncle Wat, and the thought of
Nubsib's father being so sympathetic made me feel envious.

Although my mind suggested that there must be another way. Because I like Nubsib,
I want to be with him, for that simple reason. And yet, there was a fear in my heart…
what would I do then if my father didn't understand after all the ways he had tried?

I picked up the phone and thought about calling Nubsib.

Since everything was up in the air and there was no conclusion, I strove to find a clear
answer on my own. In the end, I didn't call the person, but instead sent them a
message on Line.

Gene: Yes.

Nubsib didn't read the message and I stared at my phone screen for a long time
before finally putting it down on the bed.

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I sat down next to my phone and breathed slowly, while my mind filled with all
kinds of thoughts. After several minutes, I decided that I had to go talk to my
father one more time. Knowing what I was going to do next put me at ease. I
decided to grab a towel and a change of clothes and went into the bathroom to
wash my hair and relax my mind a bit more.

I spent an especially long time in the bathroom for the next hour before finally
getting dressed and leaving the bathroom. I walked straight out of the room and
headed to the study across the hall, not hard to guess that Dad would be here at
this time every day.

I hesitated a bit to raise my hand, but finally made up my mind to knock on the
door.

Knock! Knock!

- Dad, are you in the room?

- Inside.

I heard dad's voice from inside before I turned the doorknob.

I walked in and saw Dad sitting behind his desk, as usual, with a large computer
monitor on top of it. The room did not have air conditioning, but had floor to
ceiling windows that let in fresh air from outside. The only thing I could hear in
my ears was the echo of my feet on the floor and the sound of his television on.

- I want to talk to you.

- Aren't we done talking?

- It's not finished, I want to explain it to you.

- No need to explain, I know what's on your mind.

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- Dad! You do not know…

- Dad knows. - He emphasized again, while glaring at me.

-
…

- Think about it again, if you want to continue with him or separate, think about what will
happen in the future if you continue dating, and what will happen in the future if you break
up... It's late, let's talk about it another time.

I was still rigid in my place with a defiant look when dad finished those words. But Dad paid
no attention to me, didn't care that I was rooted in the lair, and focused on the computer
screen in front of him.

This was a side indication that Dad had made up his mind and wasn't going to talk about it
today anyway. At last I made a sound of annoyance, at first I was worried and aggravated,
however now I was becoming quite unhappy.

It's not that I was upset that Dad told me to think again, what was upset was that Dad didn't
listen to me.

I ended up having to walk out of the den with a contorted face and a frown. However, I was
about to go back to my room to pick up the phone, when I ran into my mother in the corner
of the hall up the stairs.

- Gene.

I froze for a moment, trying to get my anxious expression just right.

- Mother…

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I hadn't talked to Mom since I told Mom and Dad about me and Nubsib until Dad kicked
me into my room. And I wonder if Mom is as seriously upset by this as Dad is.

- Did you go to finish talking to dad?

- Eh yes.

Seeing me nod, Mom let out a soft sigh.

- Come down to make a cup of tea with mom, come on.

Mom acted like she usually did when she came home and saw her. The depression in my
mind dissipated quite instantly. As I approached my mother, she put her arm around me.
Although he didn't say anything in the process, it felt like when he was a child. When I
was a child, whenever I did something that others thought was supposed to be wrong,
my mother would be sympathetic and rub the back of my neck to comfort me.

I grabbed my mother's hand and held it tight.

- Let 'me help you.

Once I got to the kitchen I sat Mum down and she waited for me while I went over and
got the tin of tea and got out the tea bags.

- What did dad say?

My hand, which was about to reach for the boiling kettle, froze.

- He didn't say much, not even anything, just that I should think about it again and talk to
him again.

-
…

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- Mom, when dad says that, he means he doesn't want me to be with Sib, right?

- Mom doesn't know.

- Dad says he understands me, but how can he understand me if he doesn't even listen to
me? - I vented in depression. - I want to make things clear with dad, if he doesn't want me
to be with Sib, I also want to listen to his
reasons.

- Little Gene... - my mother called me, as if she called me as a child, and I knew she was
calming me down.

-
…

- Dad has his reasons too, son.

- I'm not saying that dad is being unreasonable, but I don't like it when dad avoids me on
purpose and doesn't communicate with me like this.

- Dad is probably waiting for an appropriate moment to speak to you slowly, son. Didn't
you also say that dad would talk to you again just now?

- It's true…

But I was anxious because the matter had been left up in the air and I didn't know where it
was going or how it was going to end, like a ball of meat in my mind that I couldn't focus
every time I tried to do something about it, and my mind kept thinking about it and I couldn't
let it go.

- Don't think about it too much, come and have a cup of tea with mom.

- And you, mom?

- ¿Hmm?

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- I like Sib, are you mad at me?

Hearing me ask in a softer voice than the one she'd just used, she smiled and took the
kettle from me to pour water into her own cup. A fragrant scent of jasmine spread as the
water filled the tea bag.

- So Aunt Orn is mad at Sib? Let mom guess, she's not mad, is she?

- Hmm.

- Then mom won't be angry either, if she gets angry and has to fight with your aunt Orn,
then there will be no one to go to the dance in the square with me.

-
…

This is serious?

After Mom turned around and saw my strange expression, she decided to reach up her
hand and pinch both of my cheeks and rock them from side to side quite forcefully,
making my face start to burn.

- I really want to bite it, how did you eat it, the meat is growing here.

-
…
He continued with a puzzled look.

- Mom, don't get angry, you can do whatever you want, since you were in the first year
of high school, mom knew that we can't interfere too much with your freedom. You have
to choose the subjects you like, and when you go to university you choose the college
you like and the university you like, and you do what you like, and as long as you do
well, Mom will be satisfied. - Mom did not look me in the face when she said this, but
turned around, opened a drawer and took out a small spoon.

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But still I froze looking at mom and finally jumped up and hugged her tight when
she was helpless and she screamed…

The next morning, early.

Mom went upstairs and knocked on the door for me to come down for breakfast,
and I didn't say a word or look at Dad during the meal. When I finish eating, I take
the phone in my hand and go to that little garden at home as if nothing had
happened and I sit in that hammock, the hammock that I like to sit at whatever time it is
to which you come home.

I took out my sunglasses and put them on as the sun was a bit harsh in the area I
was sitting in. After a while I heard Uncle Kham run and open the metal gate, so I
turned my head to look and it was Dad's car coming out.

I turned my head to continue looking at my phone, opened the Line app, and saw
two messages from Nubsib. I rushed inside, but I passed the screen to read the
messages the two of us had discussed last night.

Gene: Did my father talk to you while I was upstairs?

Nubbsib: Yes.

Gene: My father scolded you?

Nubsib: No, we just talk about random stuff.

Gene: And what exactly was the conversation about?

Nubsib: Let me think again, it's better if I don't talk to you for a while.

Gene: Why won't dad let me talk to you?

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Gene: I don't get it.

Nubsib: Uncle said he wanted you to think about this on your own.

Nubsib: (sends an emoticon)

Nubsib: Now a look of disgust, right?

Nubsib: Read without answering.

Gene: Are you sure you don't want to talk to me anymore?

Nubsib: Nowhere, am I not talking to you?

Nubsib: I know you're worried, you'd be more anxious if he didn't talk to you, right?

Nubsib: Mr. Gene you can seriously reconsider our romance, but no matter what the
conclusion, you are my boyfriend.

Gene: …

Gene: And I wasn't going to change my mind.

Nubsib: (sends an emoji)

Nubsib: I wouldn't have brought Uncle Tip back to you anyway.

I saw the orange raccoon with thumbs up the other guy sent me, and the last sentence he sent
me, and I sighed. I knew he was desperate to put me in a good mood. I sighed not because I
still felt anxious, but because I suddenly felt much more relieved.

I don't know... I was just looking at various things from afar, anyway.

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At least Nubsib's message let me know I wasn't alone in my desperate

attempts to bring the two together. Nubsib made me feel that he did like
me a lot.

The corner of my mouth turned up a bit before replying to the last two
messages he sent.

Since Nubsib had been sending them for hours, I did not receive a
response immediately after sending them. Maybe he was busy with his
things, studying, filming the series... every day he had a lot to do.

I put my headphones on, chose a song and turned it on, then held the
phone face down on my chest, intending to take some time here and enjoy
the soothing breeze.

At eleven.

Seeing the temperature rise, I headed to my room, where I had been

watching series all day and just wasn't in the mood to do anything else. I
could also put on a movie and let my emotions flow with each scene of the
movie, if my brain was idle right now, I would surely be thinking about
something else that bothered me.

It wasn't until dinner time, when Auntie Im came upstairs and knocked on
the door to call me, that I heard my mother talking at the table below and
the faint sound of the television. Since I was lazy and a little mentally tired,
I decided to tell Aunt Im that I would eat later. Seeing my sleepy face, he
didn't make much of a fuss, just said that he had left my share of the food
on the kitchen table and would heat it up for me when I was hungry.

I lay back on my bed once more, this time moving too much and waking
up my mother's favorite pet, Saimai, who was then snoozing comfortably
on my bed.

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- Hey! I've had the mercy of letting you sleep here, but don't be mad at me. - I said to the
dog while I lay on the bed, while I reached out my hand and gently stroked his head for
having been mean to him a little earlier.

Then my hand got wet when he started licking my hand over and over again.

- Shut up, dirty...

I hadn't even finished the last word when I heard my phone ring. The movie screen that
had opened instantly turned into a voice call from Line. After seeing the name and avatar
of the caller on the screen, I hastily swiped the answer button.

[Mr. Gene.] I heard the familiar voice of Nubsib coming from the receiver.

- Hmm, what?

[You're responding quickly, have you missed me?]

- Coincidentally I had my phone with me, and I…

[I miss you Mr. Gene.]

-
…

I didn't know what kind of expression to put on, but my brain was trying to give orders so
that the corners of my mouth wouldn't turn up when I noticed that Saimai was looking at
me with those two eyes as round as longan beans, looking at me with interest. I heard a
laugh from there, and then he continued.

[What are they doing huh?]

- Lying in the room watching a movie.

[Did you eat yet?]

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- Not yet, I'm not hungry yet. - I answered briefly. Actually, I felt happy inside.

I still had a depressed feeling in my heart every time I had to eat with my family
when I had to face my father. P'Jaep had been out overnight since that day and
had not returned yet. Even though Mom was around, the cold war between Dad
and I would only add to Mom's problems. As at breakfast that morning, the crowd
at the table was also much quieter than usual, with only the sound of clinking
spoons and plates.

[If you're hungry, go down and eat, don't let your stomach retort for too long]

- Hmm, I got it, and you? You've already eaten? Did you just get home?

[I just got here, so I haven't eaten yet.]

- How are you today? On the plate.

[Everything is fine, but it's running out soon.]

- Well, Tum sent me a message about it.

I've heard that filming is going well, so it's very likely that the series will end soon.
Maybe we can kill the program soon after it starts.

- Once this drama ends, the next drama you'll be in...

Knock! Knock!

They knocked on the door of the room.

I immediately frowned and told the person on the other end of the phone

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- I'll go in a minute, they're knocking on the door.

I put my phone on the bed before waiting for a response, then threw up the covers and
headed for the door. I thought it was Aunt Im coming to tell me that they had left the food,
so I quickly opened the door.

But the person who appeared at my bedroom door left me cold.

- Dad?

Since I thought it was someone else, I wasn't quite prepared for it, and when I saw the
person standing at the door, my expression immediately turned flustered.

- Giving that look when you see it's dad? - Dad's tone was as flat as ever.

- No… - my eyebrows collide slightly.

- Why don't you come down to dinner?

- I'm not hungry yet.

- Aren't you hungry or don't want to see dad?

I looked at dad and then decided to go to little Trey.

- I'm not hungry, and I would feel uncomfortable going down there.

Dad was silent for a moment.

- I guess daddy let you get away with it when you were a kid.

-
...

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- Sit down and talk to dad.

- Talk?

The manipulation threw me out of rhythm for a moment, just muttering under
my breath until Dad said one more time.

- Don't you want to talk to dad?

I then sensed that Dad didn't have the patience to see this confused look on
my face, so he walked straight into my room and sat on the small sofa at the
end of the bed. Saimai, who was originally lying on my bed, also hastily jumped
out of bed and trotted over to Dad, only to see him sit up and then hurriedly
wag his tail excitedly at Dad.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but stiffen, and rushed to look at the mobile on the
bed that hadn't been hung yet. Even though the phone screen was now dark
and the other party didn't make any sound, I wonder if Dad would be more
upset if he knew that he just spoke with Nubsib on the phone.

For a second, I felt the sadness of a heroic act of sacrifice, that Dad found out
he was chatting with Nubsib afterwards, that he told him not to tell me the
reason before. But I had to get rid of that thought in a hurry, because that
would only make things worse.

Dad will probably say that both Nubsib and I don't listen to our elders. As big
as our reasons are, Dad is still my "father" and my "guardian."

- Come on, dad said he wanted to talk to you, why are you standing?

Dad's voice sounded once more and I hastily closed the door behind me, then
walked over to the desk and pulled up a chair to sit across from him. I didn't
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off-hook, so I had to leave it where it was. Luckily I had locked the screen and left the speaker on, so

there was basically no sound around here.

-
...

As soon as my butt touched the cushion of the chair, I stared at my father.

Dad patted Saimai's head as he said.

- Dad told you to think about it, have you thought about it?

- If that's it... I don't have to think about it any more unnecessarily, I've already thought about everything

before getting to this point.

- What is the idea?

- I just like him a lot.

- That's all?

- And what else for you?

- Gene, dad will tell you. - Dad looked at my face. - A single word of pleasure or love is not enough for

a relationship between two people. Have you seen many couples who started saying that they loved

each other very much, and still ended up breaking up? Because it's not just about love, there are many

factors involved, your job, Nubsib's job, people's eyes, and how he feels when he sees all the gossip

about this same-sex relationship.

yours…

-
...

- That's why dad asks you to seriously think about what will happen in the future if you stay together

afterwards. And what would happen if you break up now?

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-
...

- On Nubsib's side, dad is not very worried. I see that it is enough for him to be
clear about who he likes, and Nubsib is an intelligent boy who can handle
everything easily, but what about you? Are you mentally prepared to deal with it
yet?

-
...

Ever since dad said, "Dad will talk to you," I was speechless until the last
sentence, and I didn't say anything. I just listened silently to Dad's words, and
then my thoughts drifted along with them, my eyes frozen, concentrating on
nothing.

This was... Dad's thoughts?

I hadn't thought that much, and after hearing my father's words, I was coming to
agree with them. I couldn't help feeling a pang of irony; I was a novelist myself, a
writer to put it nicely, so why hadn't I thought so deeply about this matter? Or
maybe, in fact, I already knew the consequences of all this and I just didn't have
the courage to bring these thoughts out and think about them seriously.

I'm not one to like guys in the ordinary sense: they know exactly what kind of
obstacles they run into by defying the laws of nature so much. For an outsider,
each one says different things and has different thoughts. In fact, the word "love"
is enough for two guys to be together, as Nubsib said... and it is enough.

If everyone accepts this "love" in all sincerity, knowing that this same-sex love
does not get in the way of their lives, this is really enough.

In Thailand, the same-sex population has more freedom, but in the midst of all
that freedom, I think deep down, many people still despise this category.

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Those who can let go of these hang-ups will live happily ever after, but if my heart isn't as
strong as my father says...

You have to be fucking strong mentally to survive in this world.

-
...

After seriously thinking about it, I couldn't say anything.

- Dad worked hard to raise you, and when I say I understand what you think, I'm not trying
to support me like other elders, dad understands you because you're dad's son.

- I… - was all I could say before pursing my lips.

Dad's words, "Dad understands you because you are his son," resounded in my head.
Next, I lowered my head, my chin almost coming close to my chest. At this point I wanted
a mask or sunglasses to appear out of nowhere so I could use them to cover my face and
eyes.

- Yes, I'm sorry.

I couldn't say anything more than that.

Although we hadn't had a big fight, I had gotten angry with my father earlier because I felt
like he didn't understand me. In fact, if I had to say it, those few words would be enough.

Dad was silent, and I knew he was staring at me at that moment, and after a moment he
continued.

- Then I'll accept your apology for being 25 years old and still getting into trouble like a
little kid.

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-
...

- You are like a well-behaved child, but when it comes to the people around you, it's like you
become a different person. Mommy and Daddy worked hard to raise you, so it's no wonder
Mommy and Daddy don't get sad when you grow up and you get mad at them or pout at
them. It's good to have a childish side, but also an adult side, and it's good to sincerely
apologize to people like that. - Dad moved his body and leaned back on the sofa, with a
much more relaxed posture than before. - When you were little you were much more
mischievous than now, you did a hundred times more bad things than now, and you tried to
run away from your mother with a hanger while you were screaming at home... but this time,
without the hanger, you didn't try to run away either. Instead you went over and wanted to
talk to dad, so he told you to pick up your own pillow and figure out where you should go
from now on.

I nodded, and this time I bravely met my father's eyes without making any escape, and it
was as if my father's eyes conveyed something like that to me.

- Have you decided?

- I... I have thought about the future path that must be followed in your line, and if we don't
separate, both of us will find ourselves in the future with people who understand us and with
those who don't, and I don't know if that will lead to more discussions then. But if I break
today, I only know that I will be sad tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and I don't know
how long I will be sad, and I will be doubly sad again to think that Nubsib will be sad about
it...

-
...

- I... I don't want to be sad.

I looked at my father's face and then said those words with an expression and a voice that
seemed very sincere to me. Although those words would have seemed super meaty to me
before, I swallowed the stereotypical thoughts.

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- I want to be with Nubsib.

-
...

The room immediately went quiet and even Saimai turned into a good boy, calmly lying
on Daddy's lap before blinking and looking at me. I was still looking at Dad's face, but
after five seconds I heard a sigh of relief.

- In fact, I spoke to Nubsib earlier and told him the same thing, in which he said something
that made me not want them to be together after hearing it.

-
... - I was stunned.

- Nubsib told me that if at the end of the day you harden your heart and you don't want it,
and you're not strong enough for this relationship, it's okay, he wants to keep it for himself.
Because no matter what happens, he will not be separated from you.
- Dad gently stroked Saimai's head. - If you follow your nature so much, at this rate, even
when you reach 30 years old, you will only be a grown child.

-
...

The topic of the conversation turned out to be this, and I continued to lower my head as
before, but this time it was not to hide my guilty expression, but to try as best as possible
to hide the burst of red that was lighting up my face.

But before he had time to think or do anything, Dad picked Saimai up and placed him on
the sofa cushions next to him. Then he got up and headed for the door, a quick sequence
of movements, during which not a word was said. It wasn't until he turned the doorknob
that I reacted and jumped up to follow him. Dad looked at me one more time before
heading out the door.

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His expression had changed, although it was still as breathy as usual, but he only
knew that his expression had softened.

- It's okay for them to talk if they want to. - Dad looked at the phone on my bed. -
But tonight you sleep at home, and take Saimai downstairs, don't let him stay in your
bed or he will have all his fur in your nose and mouth by then.

Dad finished this quickly on a sigh, with a bit of a menacing tone in the last sentence.
Finally he left my room and went to the other direction of the house, which was his
study.

I lunged forward and hugged the door frame, sticking my head out silently, the
throbbing look still on my face. But before Dad walked into the den, I yelled "Thank
you" in his direction, probably loud enough to be heard in every corner of the room.

House.

…This lifetime of gratitude resounded in my own heart for a long time.

This time, all the large stones that had been clogging my heart had been removed one
by one, and the feeling of stress that had been haunting me from the beginning was
no longer there.

I walked into the room and closed the door behind me, Saimai jumped off the couch
and then sat on the farthest floor with a cute look on his face, I smiled at him… I
honestly would still smile at him if he shits in my room right now.

I hastily jumped on the bed and grabbed my phone, unlocking the screen, and the first
thing I saw was that the other guy was still connected to himself. The number that kept
bouncing on the screen told me the duration of the call and I hastened to bring the
phone to my ear and say.

- Sib, no has…

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[Gene.]

But my words were cut off by the other man.

- ¿Hmm?

[I'm at your door, is it okay if you come down for a minute?]

- Oh! My door? Now?

[Hmm.]

My brows tangled in confusion, but my eyes widened.

about.

- Wait.

My answer was very brief, but I had already opened the door to my room and I quickly
stepped out of the way to carefully go down the stairs.
Dad had said it was okay to talk to him, but not spend the night somewhere else, and
coming down to talk to him face to face certainly didn't count as spending the night
somewhere else... I figured Dad had known he was talking. With Nubsib on the phone, I
had probably heard him knock on my bedroom door, but he hadn't said anything.

My hand was still holding the phone to my ear as I put on my slippers and headed
straight for the driveway.

I could see the familiar figure standing across the street, the beam of light from the
streetlight in front of the house hitting her back and casting a long shadow in the
darkness. Nubsib was a bit blurry to my eyes, but he was still wearing his school uniform
and holding his phone to his ear with his hand, just like me. Although her expression and
gaze weren't very clear to me, I could feel her thoughts stirring.

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I hung up the phone and took the keys to the door, while my mouth didn't stay open.

Why do you come running suddenly?

- I wanted to hug you.

- Huh?

My ears were listening, but my brain hadn't had time to think of what to answer, so I
only knew how to mutter under my breath. I slowly opened the door. When I saw
that there was no longer a door between us, Nubsib reached out to me and pulled
me to him in one fluid motion, hugging me tight.

One side of my neck and my ear felt the warm breath of the other and the weight of
him resting on my shoulder. I blinked stupidly.

- What the hell are you doing? This is my home.

- If you see me sad, you would be sad too.

- ¡...!

I stiffened.

He whispered the words he had just said to my father in my ear, turning me into an
instant robot that had been shocked.
100,000 volt electrical.

- After hearing those words from you, I didn't know I was coming here.

- You… have you heard that?

- Well, I've heard it all.

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-
...

- And it was fun.

I lightly bit my cheek, but my face was super hot.

- I was just... telling it... like it is.

- I know, that's why I said I was happy.

As he said it right next to my ear, I heard every word clearly. Maybe it is Nubsib who
conveys his mood at that moment to me indirectly, so that I can feel his emotions and
feelings at that moment with all my heart.

The mouth does not move, but the hand rises to embrace the other.

- I want to kiss…

- ¡No!

- I'm not done yet. - The other man stepped back to allow us to see each other's faces, with
a smile on his lips and a clearly mocking look in his eyes. - I mean I want to kiss you, but
not at the door, keep score for now and when I'm free I'll come back to you to collect my
debt.

- Come back quickly. - Point to the door.

Nubsib smiled and when I saw him smile, I couldn't hold my face anymore.

- Talking to Uncle Tip, you haven't eaten yet, right?

- Good, but there is food left in the kitchen. - I said, but as soon as I mentioned food, I
realized that I hadn't eaten yet and immediately felt super hungry.

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- Is there a big enough portion? Can you share a little with me?

- You don't eat even if you have food in your own house.

Despite my mouth, I did not refuse, but instead turned, disentangling myself from
the other man's arms and leading Nubsib in the direction of the garden instead of
taking the balcony of the front door. There was another door in my kitchen that was
connected to the garden, so it was easier to go directly through it.

There were no lights in the kitchen and it was very dark. Aunt Im and Uncle Kham
would have gone to bed by now, and when I turned on the light I saw a placemat in
the center of the table with four or five plates on it, each holding about half the
serving on the plate. It looked like Mom and Dad had left them especially for me,
and I didn't know what to say for a moment at the look in their eyes.
I froze and stared for a moment before reaching over and plugging in the microwave.

Nubsib offered to come help me without my asking, and a scent filled the air once
the food was heated.

- Are you coming back tomorrow?

- I'm going to stay home one or two more nights, I still want to spend some time with
my parents, you can leave and come back, it's quite far to go back and forth between
school and here.

- I'm going back with you, it's the best.

whatever.
-
...

- Uncle Tip won't say anything more about us, will he?

- Well, that's what you just heard on the phone.

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-
...

Nubsib smiled and I looked at his handsome face before taking a mouthful of rice to my
mouth. Since he didn't say anything else, I decided to keep asking.

- What would you do if, whatever we did, dad didn't say yes?

- Uncle Tip is a reasonable man, and I would have known you would understand.

- No, what if he really didn't make it? Suppose, are you really going to find a deed somewhere
to trade with my father?

This came up earlier when he was talking to Uncle Wat, so he knew what Nubsib would
take in exchange for his own father. I didn't know when this guy had come up with such an
idea, so I wondered if he would use the same method against my father.

But Nubsib laughed at this and shook her head.

- No, Uncle Tip is not my father.

- ¿Hmm?

- I would think that if I take something in exchange, Uncle Tip would be willing to take out his
own son for something...

-
...

- I'm thinking the same as Uncle Tip.

-
...

- After all, you are worth much more than that title deed, my big baby!

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 26.

- Sr. Gene.

-
...

- Gene.

- Hmm.

First!

- If you don't get up, I'm going to bother you.

- Mmmm… - feeling another strong pressure on my cheek, I slowly opened my sleepy

eyes and then I saw some raindrops splashing on the windshield of the car right in front of
me. When I turned my face to the right, I saw the more familiarly handsome face, now
looking at me with a smile on the other side. I put on an impatient half-teasing look and
shoved the other man's broad shoulders back, away from me.

(N/ TChina: The driver's position in Thai cars is on the right.)

- We have already arrived?

- Well, do you want to buy something downstairs? Didn't you say before that you wanted a
sandwich?

After jogging my memory, I hastily nodded like a mashed papaya salad.

- Buy, buy, buy.

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Nubsib gently put his hand on my head before turning off the engine,
grabbing his backpack and opening the door to get out of the car, and I
hurried out and followed him. I heard the rattle of raindrops hitting the road
and the roof outside, and Nubsib's car was all wet. Luckily, the walkway that
connected the parking lot to the MaxValue convenience store was inside, so
we didn't have to run to the supermarket in the rain.

I've been home for a week on vacation, longer than I've ever been, so long
that my mom was starting to get tired of seeing my face.
After dinner today, I called Nubsib to go back to our apartment together.
Because I was also very tired for him after seeing him run all day between
school, theater and home.

Neither of our fathers resists our affairs very much anymore, and although
Nubsib sometimes sits against me when he comes to our house, or goes into
my room with me, and Papa suddenly walks by and sneers at us, he says
nothing disapproving. . As for P'Jaep, who was an afterthought, he also
raised his eyebrows for a while when he heard about it, and gave us the
green light with a nod, as if he wasn't too shocked. But every time he sees
Sib, he pulls him up and asks what he thinks of his nerd brother… yawn.

As for the fact that they did not express much surprise when they found out
that the program that Nubsib was going to do was based on nothing less
than my novel, it must be because they already knew even stronger news
than that before, and it was the fact that that I went out with him.

- Gene, you buy too much.

- It's okay, there's money and this. - I took a bag of caramel-flavored popcorn
and put it in the shopping basket that Nubsib carried in his hand.

- Last bag, now you have a round and puffy face.

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- It's not that my face is pressing against your head, that's weird. - I did
a grin.

Soon my face was being squeezed.

As soon as we got back into the room with the big bag of snacks, I quickly
kicked off my shoes, ran to the sofa and sat down, excitedly grabbing the
remote control and turning on the TV, while at the same time my other hand
was eagerly grabbing a bag of snacks and opening it.

- What's the rush? There's still thirty minutes left, better go shower first.

- Alright. - I stayed for a moment thinking as if they were giving me an elbow,

and finally I nodded. I quickly went to the bathroom, grabbed a towel and got
into the shower. Believe it or not, I was able to get out of the shower in less
than ten minutes.

I changed into my pajamas and then sat back down on the sofa while the sound
of water coming out of the shower came from the bedroom as the bedroom
door was still open at the moment. It must have been Nubsib who ran in to
shower soon after I came out.

Today is... The day of the premiere of our program!

I'm kind of excited and super hyped about it. I opened Twitter and saw that
there were a lot of people there who were also looking forward to it. I stuffed
snacks into my mouth while watching TV until the last show ended. The next
one was definitely the cue for the age group of viewers, which I saw and rushed
to grab my phone for a little video.

The title track played, along with clips of some of the show's famous scenes. A
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that there was Nubsib in his red lab coat. I squealed even more when I saw the way Oei
smiled tenderly at him.

- Gene.

- Oops, wait a second. - I answered in a low voice as I hurriedly turned my head and
pressed the button to pause the video recording because I was afraid that the other guy's
voice would sneak in as well.

- Why don't you dry your hair well?

- It will dry itself in a minute, so hurry up and see, it's going to start!

Nubsib responded, but did not show much interest. He went to the bedroom and I had to
keep watching the show while he opened IG and posted the little video he just shot.

Gene_1418 (video): here it comes!

He likes 89 people.

View all comments, 35 comments.

7 minutes ago.

Not even a minute after I posted it, people were coming in to respond and my eyes were
going back and forth between the TV screen and my phone screen. Seeing so many
people interested in this drama and so many commenters, I couldn't resist replying to
everyone.

Fern_felicatustus: I'm watching it too, what a thrill! Sib is so handsome, h

P'Gene!

(Answer) Gene_1418: The author is also handsome.

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Erdg_____14ÿP'Gene why are you laughing there? hahahahahaha

(Answer) Gene_1418: Because the actors are so handsome lol

BrinBbBo: P'Gene is super charming, I want to kiss you, can I? Kisses, muahahaha!

(Answer) Gene_1418: I haven't posted a photo of myself yet.

Parawalee.nungning: Has anyone else heard Gene's name yelled like me? It's a
familiar voice, is it the person I'm thinking of? Can you all help me listen to it please?

(Answer) SupakitTT: It's him, right? But they are neighbors, so it is not surprising.

(Response) jamesiri364@son_99: I'm confused, that's the voice! Son, your ghost
ship is setting sail! Look how Gene screams! Look how Gene yells instead!

When I saw the last comment, I suddenly didn't know how to respond.
After clicking "reply", my hand stopped in midair for a moment. If I just skipped the
comment, it would look like I'm not responding to it, because I've responded to almost
all of them.

It's the brat's fault, couldn't he have yelled at me at another time? And it didn't occur
to me that these people's ears were really that sharp.
As I struggled to figure out how to respond, a soft towel was placed over my head,
followed by the large, thick hand that gently wiped it clean. When I looked up at the
person behind me, he also lowered his head and looked at me fondly, smiling with a
crooked side of his mouth. We looked at each other so ambiguously that for a moment
I didn't know what expression to put on.

- Are you going to watch TV or are you going to play with your phone, huh?

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- Watching TV. - I answered. As soon as I said that, the theme song finished playing
and the first take was a blank shot of the school before switching to the male subject, I
was quick to point out. - Oei, your good friend.

- I know. - laughed softly.

- Wait for the other male actor to come out, he's a big gangster, and I don't know who
plays him. - So saying that, I turned to look at the smiling guy who was behind me,
ready to make fun of him with the intention of embarrassing him for a second. But I
forgot that the other guy's level of cheek could throw me off literally nine times.

apples.

- Yes, I don't know who plays it either.

-
…

Damn child!

- Round face.

I let out a sharp exhale on his face and continued to turn my face to watch TV and eat
my sandwich, ignoring the other man and allowing him to dry my hair. I was watching
the TV show with interest, while Nubsib seemed less interested in it.

After drying my hair, he entered the room. After a while, his phone which was on the
table next to me vibrated and I looked to see that it was Tum calling, so I hurriedly
called him to answer the call and then he went back to his room for a long chat.
stretched out on work.

By the time he sat down next to me again, the credits were blaring.

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- It seems you don't even want to watch it, are you going to watch the replay?

Nubsib shook his head.

- Oh, why don't you look at it when you've worked so hard?

- I wanted my own boyfriend to be in it with me, and I would see everything without blinking
then.

- Your boyfriend… - I raised an eyebrow and rolled my eyes.

It was not me?

- That's hilarious.

He laughed at that and brought his hand up to hold mine tightly before pulling me up.

- It's late, let's go to your room and hug each other.

- Sleeping is fine, but don't hug me.

Gene: So four is when class is over, right?

Gene: Talk to me when class is over, now I'm going to look for Hin first.

Gene: (sends the photo)

I sent the message and then attached a random photo I took on the street and sent it before
turning off the engine and opening the car door to get out. Once the air conditioning around
me was missing, the hot air blowing on my body was able to immediately evaporate all the
moisture from my skin. My eyes narrowed automatically upon contact with the sunlight
outside the car, and I hastily pulled out my own sunglasses and put them on. After getting
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I managed along the shadows of a street light pole or under a building, intending to walk
as quickly as possible to the pancake and coffee shop not far away.

As I opened the cafeteria door and stepped inside, a creaking bell rang.
When I saw the familiar figure of Hin greeting me, I headed straight for where he was
sitting.

- A date so far away, finally this time.

- I'm sorry, what happens is that I have something else to do in the neighborhood when
I finish in a while. - I took off my sunglasses.

- Your thing is, go to my favorite Nubsib, right?

I was about to go over to look at the menu when I froze at those words. I looked at the
other man's face and noticed that he was wearing a smug expression at that moment
that made you want to roll your eyes at three hundred and sixty degrees at the sight of
her.

- Heh, that look, guessed right.

- How did you know?

... Before you were not so well informed.

Last night I spent some time on the phone before going to bed and then sleepiness hit
me without warning and just when I was almost falling asleep, Hin sent a text saying
that he had something to talk to me about today. He made it sound serious and said
that actually Bua was going to be the one to contact me, but it just so happened that the
other person had suddenly taken the last few days off. He was afraid of not being able
to arrive on time, so as my assistant, and he also has the best relationship with me, he
decided to take care of Bua... I think it was to talk about the first draft of this novel that I
am working on, and about the fair of the book, with some of the details of it, I suppose.

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I have long seen him as one of my juniors, rather than an assistant who comes to interact
with me specifically. I usually call him at home when I have something to do. But now that
I live at Nubsib's house most of the time, all that mess and stuff is here and it's very
uncomfortable to move. So I asked her to meet me outside at a candy store.

... This candy store is not far from Nubsib's school.

I remembered that last night Nubsib said that he had to go to record in the morning and
that he would be in class from noon to four in the afternoon. So I offered Tum to pick him
up in the morning to go to the set of the series and only in the afternoon would he pick him
up from class and stop by before going home.

- Because I've been following your IG and Nubsib's.

- That's all?

- Others might think they're just neighbors, but I'm aware. -

He reached up a hand and stroked his chest.

-
…

- P'Gene, you really are .... My Nubsib!!!

- Then take it with you!

- Since you said that, I'll take it from you, don't regret it in the future.

- You're so annoying. - I said and opened my menu and told the waiter to come over to
order. Hin had to make a frustrated face when he saw that my reaction was not what he
expected.

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- Okay, okay, switch to serious mode! I asked you out just for the first
draft of the novel. Now you've finished writing the main plot, right?

- Hmm.

I finished the main plot of my second BL novel while at home.

But I didn't cheer up or relax or play it boldly because I hadn't started
writing my special chapter yet. For a first draft, if you haven't written the
special chapter yet, it's the same as not finishing it.

Now I'm thinking about how many special chapters I want to write to
make it better.

- How many special chapters are you going to write, phi? - Hin asked the
same question that was on my mind.

- If it were you, how many chapters do you want to read?

- Probably five or six chapters, just enough, since it's a good genre. The
specials should also have bed scenes, you could probably write two or
three episodes of bed scenes.

- Two chapters for those scenes?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay? If you can finish it before the 18th of this
month, your first draft can still be brought to the book fair, time is running
tight. The chief editor also wants to take your book to the exhibition. Oh!
I've heard they'll also help you republish his previous horror novels.

- Really? - My face broke into a surprised smile.

If the publisher helped me republish my horror novels, it was guaranteed

that I would immediately be more motivated to write in the genre. Ever
since I put my horror novels aside and devoted myself to writing BL
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Relevant material stored in my head, and those horror-thriller plots and images have
long since been so full they are overflowing.

To be honest... I've really started to embrace this genre since I've been working on this
type of novel and I've started to feel more and more comfortable writing it. On top of
that, I've also tapped into a ton of new perspectives on same-sex love. Not only
masculine love, but also feminine. Although my style now still tends to be more of a
"dog and pony show" type, I think in the future I should write something that reflects the
reality of society.

Trying to walk some paths that I was not good at before could also bring new experiences
for me then.

- If there's good news, I'll send you a message then, and…

- AND?

- It's just that phi, as you know, the chief editor's requirement for the special is that it
must be powerful, it must be the kind of style that makes people's blood boil after
reading it.

-
…

- Don't look so confused, it's normal, after all, this is a special story, so of course the
description of those pictures should be more special.

- Well, I'll rush with the idea and deliver it then. If I manage to finish it before the 18th of
this month, I'll still be able to take a break to work on another novel.

- Good! Remember to send us when you finish writing it.

I nodded.

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- Oh, and... about going to the book fair, do you want to go then?

- I do not know yet.

- Go, go, if you have a book to take to the fair then you should go anyway,
it's good to go for a day, you can bring Nubsib to our booth too. It's
guaranteed to be out of print by then, and you'll earn even more in royalties
if you can reprint it.

- That's a great way of saying it, you just want to see Sib, I know.

He bristled, but soon his eyes flashed pleadingly.

- Then you will let me, phi, have what I want.

- Just not, if Sib goes, everyone will look for his autograph and not mine to
so.

- Why are you jealous of your own boyfriend?

I rolled my eyes but stopped arguing with him and asked him.

- Where are you going later? Back to the publisher?

- No phi, I have an appointment with a new writer later, it's almost time
and I'm afraid I won't be able to drive on time later.

- Well, then hurry up and go.

- Ouch. You are starting to rush.

Hin was there for a few more words of nonsense, but saw that she had no
desire to fight him before raising her hands in defeat. He raised his hands
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would do later. Only after hearing that did his wooden face light up.

After Hin left, I focused on the coffee cup in front of me.

After going into solitude alone, I picked up my phone and played with it. The first
notification I see is a message Nubsib sent me twenty minutes ago.

Nubsib: (sends an emoji)

The smiley face of the raccoon.

What the hell! What the hell is that supposed to mean? Didn't I tell you to talk to me
directly after class?

But since I was talking to Hin so intensely right now, I didn't realize that time was passing
minute by minute. Only after a while did I realize that Nubsib had finished class twenty
minutes ago, so my movements were suddenly a bit panicked. I hastily flagged down
the waitress to come get my bill so I could run back to my car. But my hand, which was
only meant to call the waiter behind the counter, was held tightly by someone.

I was so startled that I almost jerked, but I couldn't help but freeze at the sight of the
other man's tall frame.

- What?

The hand changed to a gentle squeeze of my face.

- Hmm.

- How have you...? My eyes kept blinking rapidly. - How did you know he was here?

- Didn't you take a picture of me?

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- I just took a random photo from the main road there and you knew it was in this store?

- It's close to my school, I realized right away. - He smiled slightly. -

Also... there's only one candy store in this alley.

Nubsib sat down next to me, and a waitress eagerly rushed over to take his order, but
he just shook his head and looked quickly around.

- Is Hin back?

- Well, he left only five minutes before you arrived. - I said and took several sips from
my cup. - And you? You just got out of class, are you hungry?

- I'm not very hungry.

- Come on then, oh and you help with the drink.

Sib watched me push my own drink in front of him and frowned a little.

- Can someone give me a drink?

- No, drink it yourself.

- If you don't give me a drink, I don't want to drink.

I moved the cup towards me again with a look of disgust.

- Then don't drink it, you'll pay for it for me if you don't feel like wasting it, and you'll
have to pay Hin's bill.

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Nubsib laughed, I thought he was going to pull some other big trick, to trap
me or something, but to my surprise he just turned around silently and took
out his wallet.

- Okay, I'll be happy to pay for the ten more drinks my boyfriend wants.

-
…

The only light in the bedroom was the faint flicker of the bedside lamp.

My ears hear the sound of the song coming out of my headphones and the
sound of the shower water hitting the bathroom floor, the two intertwining
rather rhythmically. My eyes were fixed on the words on the page, the tips
of my index fingers tapping the book in time with the song, pausing every
once in a while to think of something.

When I got home after dinner, the first thing I did was not run to the sofa to
play on the phone or watch TV like I usually did, but rush to take a shower
and then go to my room to find the books. that my publisher had given me. I
found two or three books and went back to my bedroom to lie down on the
bed and read them with great interest while Nubsib was in the shower.

After talking to Hin earlier in the day about the special chapter of the novel
I'm working on, I felt as motivated as if I had received a shot in the arm when
he mentioned that my horror-thriller novels had a good chance of being
published. Now I am looking forward to start writing a new novel of this
genre, but I have to finish the one at hand first anyway. So I'm thinking of
finishing the special as soon as possible, and I'm going to start first with the
most difficult chapter, the inappropriate images for children.

As you know, most of my inspiration comes from these genres, and

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I have to shake I'm not trying to copy those novels, I'm reading a lot of them in one
sitting and storing the images as material, and Bua has always insisted that the sex
scenes in this novel have to be strong enough. So I thought it would be best to have a
mix of realism and exaggeration in the descriptions of sex in the special section to
maximize the excitement of the reader.

I also know that realistic descriptions get people more into the story, but again, I think
readers sometimes need some strange new reading experiences.

“Naoto squirmed as he was constantly invaded by his penis, his narrowed eyes drifted,
but when he heard a hoarse sound above him he couldn't help but look at it. She saw
how he lifted her body and penetrated more making her inside feel pain, she wanted to
reach out and grab him but they were tied and she was out of her mind.

- Hmmm.

- The interior trembled non-stop, playing with a rape and feeling more than before.

- Shit! - I was startled and quickly closed the book because someone was reading out
loud the embarrassing descriptions it contained.

I didn't know when the other person sat next to me, just to see him say.

- Do you like to play like this?

- In that way?

- Tie. Her slender fingers reached out to gently caress my wrist, as if deliberately
teasing. - Is my Gene a sado?

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- Absolutely! I'm just gathering material to write my own novel later.

- Another sex scene?

I feel a little embarrassed.

- You... haven't you seen it before?

Since I often get dizzy with graphic descriptions during the writing
process, whenever I get to this point I have to look for some information
that complements my blind spot in this area. So Nubsib often sees me
distracted by these images.

- Need a hand with that?

Here we go again... this scenario is a bit familiar.

So I was quick to shake my head and reply.

- No, I don't have to experience that feeling this time.

Nubsib made a rueful sound in her throat, but her tone was not serious
at all. I rushed over and nudged his shoulder away from me, and then I
heard the other man chuckle softly, but he didn't move very far from me
after moving.

My face tightened a little at being mocked by him like that, and I hastily
turned my face away to pick up that book from before and continue
reading a few pages. But the notes screen on my phone was still blank, I
still couldn't find the right sex style for my two protagonists in this novel.
Finally I had to let out a soft sigh and decided to close the book and place
it on top of the stack of books on my nightstand.

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But when I turned and turned around, I couldn't help but freeze for a
moment, as the other boy's stunning eyes had been waiting there for a
long time.

- Still awake, or is this light too hard to sleep?

Nubsib smiles and doesn't answer as she raises her hand to greet me,
and I look confused.

- What… oh!

My voice came from my throat, Nubsib's thick brows and high nose so
straight I envied her less than a foot away, my mouth feeling the warmth
and softness of the other man's lips.
I immediately gritted my teeth.

Before I could brace myself, I felt a strong sucking force on my lower lip,
and a wet, wet object exploring the sides of my mouth everywhere. He
didn't stop until he met my clenched teeth. But the other man seemed to
have a plan, only that he raised his hands and rubbed them gently against
my cheeks.

My face changed angle with his hands, and then my body was in a more
comfortable position, and I don't know when, but my teeth loosened
automatically. His hot tongue plunged into me and began to play with mine.

- ¡Nub...!

The other man jerked back, but just as I was about to open my mouth
wide and curse him a few times, I began to feel like the world was spinning
in front of me.

I was sitting on the bed in front of him, but suddenly the scene in front of
me became different.

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My back and hips were now pressed against the other's chest and thighs, and my
waist was tightly wrapped in the other man's large hands. Out of instinct, my body
immediately tensed.
My shoulders and neck curled into a controlled ball as I felt the other man's tongue
swirl behind my ear.

- Yes... Sib, what are you going to do?

- Helping you write your sex scene, Mr. Gene.

My eyes widened and I asked stupidly.

- Wait, how do you get…?

- Only…

Nubsib said a word and fell silent, and the next thing I felt was the other man's hot
breath and the hairs on my body stood on end.

- Wait... mmm... - the other man licked with that hot tongue at times and nibbled,
traveling from the lobe of my ear to the nape of my neck and then to the back of my
head. At that moment, my brain was tempted to order me to open my mouth and say
something, but instead a strange sensation invaded my brain and made me clench
my lower lip.

My short-sleeved round-neck T-shirt rose slightly, and the other man's big and warm
hand came up from behind me and gently stroked my belly, and I felt the other man
tickle me with a tickling sensation at the same time . Then his fingertips brushed
against my waist, calling it a massage, and not quite, until I felt the cold air blowing
from the air conditioner on my chest.

- Bite. - Nubsib whispered in my ear.

He lifted my shirt up to my mouth, and at first I remained confused, determined to

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Nubsib's thumb had already gently pushed my bottom lip down. The skin on my
cheeks became even hotter than before, because I felt an inexplicable sense of shame
at the way I looked.

- Ah... mmm.

Nubsib placed his palm over mine again and gently traced my stomach, gliding from
my navel to my chest. Upon reaching my chest, his two hands immediately split into
two, each of which reached for my two weakly defended sensitive spots and caressed
them a little, as if breaking through my last line of defense.

My whole body was already in spasms from this treatment. Her nails circled my
sensitive spots, as if she was deliberately arousing my desire. But then his fingers
gently pinched the tip of my nipple and pulled it out a little, and I couldn't help but let
out a guttural moan. My little stomach clenched rigidly and my body couldn't help but
lean forward.

- Ah!

First!

- This is nice?

-
…

I shook my head and bit the corner of my own shirt harder than before, hearing
Nubsib's ferocious gasps from a short distance away.

- If you don't like it, why do you make that obscene face?

-
…

- How about you do it like the novel you just read? Do you want me to tie you up or
not?

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- Uh, ah...

I wasn't even sure if my brows were furrowed in embarrassment, or if they were raised
in excitement. All I knew was that a gray, misty sight was presented before me and I felt
a vapor surround me. I wasn't reading a novel, why would I now… The front of my baggy
pajama pants fell open and he took the opportunity to slide his hand into my crotch.

I felt that my penis was held by a force that was not too strong, while the muscles of my
thighs began to harden from the feeling of heat. My hands, which had gripped Nubsib's
trouser legs, were also rising at that moment without my being fully aware. My legs dug
a little in the middle as his hands moved, but he held on. His lips kept running up and
down my neck, but I kept feeling his charismatic eyes glancing over my shoulder to his
hand located in front of my lower back, which was obviously covered by my pants at the
moment.

All I could see was something bobbing up and down in my crotch, my pants not quite
coming off, and yet I was even more embarrassed than I had been a moment ago.

My abdomen began to turn, and I didn't know when my penis got hard, it grew
progressively to the rhythm of the rubbing and squeezing, while my toes became firmly
rooted in the bed.

- ¡Ahhh… ah!

-
…

- They…

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The corner of my shirt that he was biting came loose and I struggled to control myself and keep
my screams soft, so I kept my mouth shut tight, but a moan kept coming from the back of my
throat from time to time.

I reached out with my hand and gripped Nubsib's arm tightly. But after a moment, he stopped.

It's like the feeling of a speeding train suddenly stopping. I slowly opened my eyes, not caring that
my eyebrows had been clenched for a long time in an untidy way.

- Nubsib...

Turning my face to meet Nubsib's, my cheeks were suddenly pressed hard by the other man's
high nose, and I felt as if my sanity were no longer within me. Nubsib's hand continued to squeeze
my bottom, which radiated a stream of heat.

I moved my body a bit because I was feeling a little overwhelmed and I wanted to do something to
make that feeling of overwhelm go away.

- Sib.

-
…

- Hmm…

- Do you want me to continue?

-
…

- Hmm? How about?

- No, I do not know.

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- Then go and bring me the lubricating gel, it's in the drawer there.

I followed the other hand and wondered what it was going to do at that moment.
The lust dissipating in my mind had made it too late for rational thought.

Doing as Nubsib said, I reached over to the drawer, where I saw several
bottles of lubricating gel lying in the drawer.

When I reached in and picked up one of the bottles, my fingertips trembled.

Although I had held the lube tightly in my hand, it fell out before I could hand it
to the other person. Sib reached out in time to catch it, then smiled brightly.

Nubsib slid her hands under me and turned my entire body so that now we
were finally face to face. My legs were resting on each of his thighs, while my
bottoms were locked tight. Nubsib used his other hand to pull my pants down
to my ankles, and I felt my sanity come back a little at seeing myself so naked
before the other man.

- Raise your body a little.

- Wait a minute, so...

I was about to move my body backwards, but was swept away by the other
man's strong and powerful arms. I didn't have time to think anything before my
semen felt a cold sticky liquid being applied to it.

Nubsib's hand gripped my penis again, and this time the sticky sensation felt
even more incredible than what I had just felt. Nubsib's other hand came
around behind me and reached in to explore the hole at the base of my thighs.

- Nubsib... ah!

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I take advantage of the pleasure I felt with the touch of his hand against my penis and
he quickly attacked my rear. I couldn't get used to the sensation, even though we had
already had more intimate contact.

- Don't get tense, I can't even move if you're squeezing so much.

- You…

Nubsib didn't show any interest in what I had to say, because the next thing I knew he
was running his fingers gently up my ass to get me to relax. I started to feel the wetness
on my butt and tried to lift my legs up but was a bit overwhelmed.

- Ah!

I felt his fingers move and press into a sensitive spot, so I hastily brought my arms closer
and wrapped them tightly around Nubsib's waist, fighting back a moan that left me even
more limp than when I was "in front" before. to the enemy."

That place...

Nubsib lowered her head and leaned her lips to my chest, teasing the soft licks and
sucks that crisscrossed as she unceremoniously released herself on me, both on my
chest and between my two nipples.
My hands balled into fists and every muscle in my body began to tremble. I finally felt
like I had released myself, but when I looked down to see, I realized that everything was
still the same as it was a moment ago, except that it was a little wet in there.

- Was he really that good?

Nubsib smiled, and I was confused when her hand withdrew. His eyes were a little hard
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desire in his eyes that were staring at me. A few moments later he pressed
against me once more.

One of his hands encircled my behind once more, and once again the
lubricating gel was squeezed out, a few drops dripping directly onto my skin,
and as the liquid slid over my skin I broke out in bristles with sweat. That part
of me was gently caressed by the other man, and from time to time his fingers
mischievously pressed right into that spot, making me moan heartily.

Nubsib's hand left its original position and slowly rubbed over my body. At that
moment I felt his penis, hotter than his fingers, approach my rear.

At first his penis just rested gently on me, then rubbed back and forth. My eyes
were still narrowed tightly and I felt my legs start to shake.

Nubsib brushed her lips down the side of my face in soft kisses.

- Do you want to try to do it yourself?

-
…

- Slower…

I felt my brain shut down, mouth clenching as I placed my hands on my

partner's waist and prepared to slowly lower my body.

- Mmmm…

At first my movements were slow, but suddenly they stopped as I realized my

ass was pressed hard against the other man's penis and there could be no
more fusion. At that moment, Nubsib pulled my upper body and held it tightly,
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hold on any longer and I wanted to tear myself away. I was running out of breath and
just allowing my body to go down with my weight. As my hips lowered, a sharp pain
grew in that part of me as the other man's penis entered me a little.

- Did it hurt?

-
…
I can't hear that kind of conversation, but I still shake my head in response.

- Then move.

- ...Can't.

- Shy? - Nubsib deliberately rocked his waist gently, but his penis was still strongly
inserted inside me and did not withdraw. -
Shy after so much touching it? And it's becoming this here. - His fingertips slid gently
down.

- ¡Mmm!

Nubsib slid her palms lightly over my face, a tingling sensation I was about to lose.
Finally, I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and held him tight, then slowly
moved my hips.

Too shy to cum…doing this…

- Ah... mmm... mmm.

- You want to moan or scream, choose one.

I press my lips tight.

-
…

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- You're making it look like I'm raping you with that look.

- No... don't say that again... mmm.

Nubsib smiled and raised her hands to grab me around the waist, as if she wanted to
hold me up. I "fought myself" with his help, bouncing my hips rhythmically so that his
cock moved in and out of my butt. As the pace increased, I pressed my nails deep into
the other man's back and brushed his back with what I thought must have made a
bruise. But the other man didn't care about that, instead he pressed his mouth against
my chest and kissed it. I instantly felt myself being thrown into the air, the brushing
nerve threads sending that pleasure through my entire body as I felt my muscles
tremble with the intensity. The pace gradually increased and everything in front of me
became a blur.

- Gene…

- Hmm.

After a moment, Nubsib stopped and I hastened to take a deep breath, barely catching
my breath.

Next, I felt the other man gently stroking my hair, and then my body lay flat on the bed.
Nubsib took a pillow and placed it on my back, at which point he assumed a meditative
position, while part of my buttocks remained on his back.

lap.

After getting into this position, my waist and hips were pushed up a bit, while his penis
remained inside me.
I don't need to say how humiliating this position is. I propped myself up on my elbows
and tried to move a little, but Nubsib's body moved back and forth again, and I had to
fall headfirst onto the pillows.

- No… Nub…

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My hands clenched the sheets, trying to unload this emotion that little by little is growing
into something. Finally, as I narrowed my eyes at the person in front of me, my
subconscious was directing me to say the words.

- Sib... abrázame.

Nubsib froze for a moment as he gritted his teeth and released his grip on my waist, then
linked his hand with my outstretched one as he bent his body down so that I could hold
him. His face rested next to my ear, while his hands supported his entire body on the top
of my head. He hugged me tight and I hugged him tight.

I faintly felt Nubsib whisper into my ear, but because her voice was too soft and my panting
didn't stop, I didn't know what she was saying. The thrusts gradually increased in intensity
and I could even hear the humiliating moans and the snapping of the meat. My desire kept
increasing, and I didn't know when I hooked my legs around the other man's waist, but
finally, I felt the other man's strength begin to wane and, at the same time, a warm stream
of liquid spread.

-
…

-
…

When everything calmed down, I began to clearly hear the rapid beating of my own heart.

- I'm sorry. - Finally I heard the other man's magnetic voice appear in my ear.

- ¿Hmm?

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- Let's take a shower later.

-
…

- One more round.

My eyes moved to close and then opened again.

- Wait… I can't… Um…

Nubsib brought her forehead so close it almost collided with mine, and her sharp
eyes were not far away. In them, he showed his feelings, making them bring me into
their world.

- Once again... so you can write the novel.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 27.

Nubsib

- Gene.

- That? By then the other man was half sprawled at the head of the bed, his lovely little
face looking in my direction, his brows softly furrowed. From my angle, the smooth face of
the other man was visible to me.

He was so handsome that I couldn't help but put my hand on him, and was about to touch
him, but unfortunately he was forcibly stopped by one of the other party's white hands that
came closer.

- Why are you so handsome?

- How handsome, my ass, I'm working!

- Are those the images that I helped you practice last night?

- Nubsib! The other man screamed my name in his throat. - Stop, you can go wherever
you want!

I couldn't help but laugh as I saw the other's gradually flushed face.

- Where else do you want me to go? This is my room.

Gene didn't answer me, but just bared his teeth and stared at me.
Seeing how delicious the other man was, sitting on the edge of the bed, he was about to
start grabbing me again, and I hastily leaned over and stretched out my arms to encircle
the other man's waist. I then lowered the other man in one smooth motion so that he was
fully on the bed. I pressed against him, but I didn't release the full weight of my body on
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I brought my face closer to his eyes and he hastened to extend his hands in denial.

- Hey! What are you doing? Get out of the way, brat!

- I'm sorry.

-
…

- I got carried away.

I didn't mean to upset him, but when I walked into the room and saw Gene staring at the
computer screen, his face changing color, I couldn't help it.

Seeing the other person's tense face, I had to rush to stop these scumbag operations, but I
still did not let go, but held on even tighter, and this position lasted for a long time.

Because the other person is really very handsome, last night when I thought of caressing him,
and letting him feel the wonderful sensation of sex. I ended up making him cry for not paying
attention to him, and I kept remembering his red face and those willful eyes in my head. But
she wanted to make him cry even more, to make him feel the pleasure of the pain and the
pleasure even more truly.
At that point I held myself tight against being manipulated by my primal sexual urges to be
too rough with him, not wanting to cause the other man too much pain.

As soon as I thought of that, my eyes inadvertently wandered over the other man's small face
and finally down to his long, slender neck.
When I saw the few marks that were on it and that symbolized passion, I couldn't help but
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If I couldn't clearly show someone that person belonged to me, then I would either keep
hugging the other person as tightly as possible, or keep them locked up, not wanting
anyone to see how lovely they were.

- Sib.

Her soft cry snapped me back to reality as my thoughts drifted away and I shifted my
gaze to meet her soulful eyes once more.

- What's happening?

- You'll…

Buzz~

My brows immediately tightened as my phone unknowingly vibrated.

The man below me automatically changed position as well, and he saw the strength in
my hands loosen a bit, and he hastened to forcefully push me away. This time he seemed
much more serious than before, and I finally had to get up to get my phone.

- Hour.

[Why the cold tone? I called and messed something up for you, huh?]

- If you know all that, why don't you hang up before I answer the phone?

[Oh ok, I'll make it quick and hang up. I'm just calling to talk about the Summer magazine
photo shoot]. The other end of the line continued. [Shooting has been scheduled for
December 6, and the location has been chosen for Rebel Island, and I've already talked
to them about plane tickets and other details.]

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- Thanks phi, but I want you to reserve one more ticket for me.

[¿Hmm? For Gene?]

- Yeah.

[OK, I'll take care of it for you, that's all, please keep up the good work I just interrupted haha]

Within a minute, Tum had hung up the phone. So I put the phone face down in its original position

and turned to look at the guy who was sitting on the bed. Gene was staring at me now, too,
perhaps faintly hearing P'Tum's voice on the other end of the phone.

- Are you going to Rebel Island?

- Well, you're going too.

The other person blinked.

- I? What I am going to do? Aren't you going to work and do a modeling shoot?

I smiled and put my hand on his head.

- It's not like I'm going to take photos all day and all night, come on.

-
…

- Don't you want to go to the beach and play in the water?

- The beach… - he murmured. - ...the truth is that I'm too lazy to go out, but since it's like this, let's
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He spoke with an undulating tone, as if he was serious about accompanying me.

However, seeing her innocent eyes, a sly gleam had been secretly released in my eyes.

But I couldn't open my mouth and laugh uncontrollably yet, so I had to stare at the other person
while hiding his innocent look in my mind.

- Someone took photos of us again on the set and took them for publicity.

-
…

- I'm going to vomit.

-
…

- Why is the person with whom I am in a CP not one of those naive and
adorable shoujo boys?

I squinted at a person not too far away from me, who was currently resting her chin and sliding her
phone there. Then I regained my attention and focused on the script in front of me.

Several of Oei's complaints kept ringing in my ears, but I didn't take them to heart.

- Ha ha ha.

- Go sit somewhere else, I'm going to go deaf. - I finally said without even looking at him.

If it wasn't for the fact that I sat down early and the other guy walked in with a dark face and sat
next to me, plus the fact that we both had to follow the station's requirements for business, the two
of us basically wouldn't have had much of a chance to meet. sit together.

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Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the other guy giving me the middle finger, I
guess he thought I hadn't seen him. But then he seemed to think of something
and turned the screen of his phone to show me.

- Don't think it's annoying that I suddenly laugh out loud, what happens is that a
cutie is sending me a message.

The "cute" she was talking about still managed to get my attention, and her
phone screen displayed an interface where she was chatting with someone. But
with a quick glance, I knew who it was. I quickly flipped through the chat on it,
then narrowed my eyes and turned up the corners of my mouth to smile.

- Let's hope someone's boyfriend here sends a selfie...

- Oei froze for a moment when he saw my frown. - You're free, right?
-
...

Yes, very free. - The other person shrugged his shoulders and outlined a wide
smile before picking up the phone and continuing writing and chatting. But just
as my smile fades, Oei suddenly stands up. - I have drunk too much water, I
have to urinate.

Seeing the other guy walk away, I didn't pursue him exhaustively, asking why he
was chatting with my boyfriend about flirting.

I know a little bit that Gene has talked to Oei about Line, I know that Gene has
been in contact with the other one, but I'm not one to go out of their way for
anything and I think it's something unjustified or wrong. Because Gene is a very
kind person, anyone who knows him well will feel at home with him. Gene's
innocence allows his interlocutors to remain unsuspecting throughout the day,
fearing whether or not every word he says is true. Gene is a sweet little angel
who came into this world to make those around him smile.

Oei must feel the same way I do, so I often go to him to talk about the problems
in my life.

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Gene is not the type of person who uses his outer appearance to attract people, what
attracts me the most to him is his inner beauty.

I sighed softly as I thought of the man back home, typing a reply to Oei just now. A strong
feeling of jealousy builds up in my chest, and my chest starts to ache vaguely. I often have
the horrible feeling that I don't want Gene paying attention to anyone but himself, whether
the other person is a good friend or someone close, or even a parent.

- Sib, excuse me for a second.

The assistant director's voice calling me rescued me from that dark

thought.

- ¿Hmm?

- We have a new announcement here, but it won't affect your work too much, we just have
to add one more hour of filming this coming Wednesday and Thursday respectively, and
it's Wednesday in two days.

-
…

I picked up the well organized bulletin sheet.

- If we follow the new calendar of announcements, we will be able to close the program on
the 15th, and as for the party we will schedule it for the night of the 16th. Do you think this
new calendar of announcements is convenient? I think you and Oei went to the same
university, but Mok's brother is a bit of a problem because he already has another job. It's
okay if you're not comfortable with that, I'll fix it for you later haha.

- It's okay, I'm not going to accept another job for now.

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When she heard me answer like that, she hurriedly nodded her head, as if she was relieved.
He told me to keep that ad form and then he went off to do his thing.

I haven't had any other jobs since the 15th. And now school was out too, and wouldn't start
until mid-January.

I looked again at the ad sheet in my hand, and at that moment various tourist destinations
came to mind…

I looked at the man who was "too lazy to date" and smiled from the corner of my mouth.

He seemed to have slept the whole way on the plane and until he got off the plane and got
into the van. But when he felt the sea breeze, his eyes quickly became radiant. He carried his
luggage up to his room and put it away, but ten minutes later he left the villa next door. He
was seen wearing sunglasses, shorts, and flip-flops, in his Hawaiian shirt, of course, and
carrying a waterproof bag of sunscreen and his mobile phone.

When I saw him walk past his room, I hurried to open the glass door of my own room and
called out to him.

- Are you going somewhere?

The other guy froze, but when he turned his head and saw it was me, he craned his neck.

- Oops, aren't you going to work?

- I'm going to work, but where are you going? Hmm?

- To play in the water, I sent you a message on Line.

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- Better to wait until later, when it's not so sunny.

- I have sunscreen.

- But you don't have me close.

-
…

- Just wait a bit, I'll finish recording at five, in a while.

He felt his arousal cut short after hearing that and muttered something, but he finally did
as I told him.

Since I was coming with the camera crew and the head of the magazine part this time,
Gene and I couldn't stay in the same room if I stayed with them. So I asked P'Tum to book
me a four-star hotel with two rooms that shared the same beach as the crew. Everybody
knows who I am, and when the hotel manager showed us to our room, I had to ask Gene
to carry the suitcase to the same room as P'Tum first, and then move it at the end of the
night.

Just thinking about it, I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, feeling that it was a bit
unpleasant to have to prove that I had nothing to do with my boyfriend in front of strangers.

I started by letting Gene take photos of the view from the front of the room while leaving
the door open so I could hear him.
The whole time I was packing, I would glance at my handsome boyfriend from time to
time, fearing that he would run away while I wasn't looking.

- Sib, is it done? Oh, Gene, didn't you say you were going to play in the water? Why are
you filming everywhere?

- The trickster artist is playing me.

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- Oh haha! So why don't you come with us and take your time after the shoot?

- Where we go?

- Sunrise, because the theme of our session is sunrise. It's nice, much less crowded
than Pattaya, and… - P'Tum peeked to see that I was leaving my room and closing the
door at that moment. - and someone treats me to such a luxurious sea view room for
free.

-
…

- Although you asked me to come as a front to make people believe that Gene and I
are friends, I still want to thank you in a big way, oh owner Sib.

Tum came over and patted me on the shoulder, and I smiled.

- Remember to help my Gene bring his luggage here tonight.

The sun was shining and as soon as I got to the beach that the team had rented in
advance, the stylist asked me to go put on my makeup and change my clothes. Since
I had to shoot for several hours today, I couldn't be with the other guy all the time, so I
asked Tum to keep an eye on him and tell that curious Gene to be careful. Because I
noticed that he was walking around and taking photos with his phone, taking a photo
of a hermit crab and another of a coconut tree.

I couldn't help but blush and smile when I saw this guy who said he was too lazy to go
out and have fun here.

This time it was not a magazine cover, but an imported perfume with the theme
"Summer", which would be released in April of the next year. I was not the only one
who accepted the job, there was also another female model.

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- The women's scent is more tropical and Ping can come off as lively and
enthusiastic, while the men's scent is simply fresh and relaxing and Nubsib
can come off as noble and comfortable. To be honest, it shouldn't be a big
problem because they are both brand-designated models, so their image and
temperament would have gone well with our brand. You'll have some duet
shots but you won't be close together so it'll be a bit easier and if the footage
is good we'll wrap it up quickly.

Today we had a two or three hour shoot scheduled, and it was not a big
problem for me to take modeling photos, there were still quite a few that I
could use. Even so, from time to time my concentration wavered as I turned
my head in another direction to look at a guy in a Hawaiian suit. It seemed like
he should have gotten tired of taking photos, and that's when he switched his
hobby to kicking the sand and waves. And his little face seemed to have
"boring" written all over it.

- Do you like it?

- ¿Hmm?

A makeup artist who was picking up her makeup said happily after the
photographer told her to pick up her things.

- It's that friend of P'Tum, I've noticed that you've been looking at him.

The question made me lose my smile, but I didn't answer.

He seemed to have guessed, but did not show any startle. Working in the
entertainment industry, I often see many male celebrities or male models who
like boys. Some didn't take it to heart, others liked to contribute gossip, but
others just liked to take those insider tips and sell them to the media.

- Try to go for it, you are handsome and rich, go for it!

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- Thank you. - I answered, but I didn't explicitly say what I wanted to thank him for, just that I
was going to wash my face and put my clothes back on.

When I opened my bedroom door and went out, I saw the handsome boy in the Hawaiian suit
blocking the way.

- And good? Do you have a minute?

- Yeah.

- So you can play in the water with me?

I smiled even more than before.

- Of course, what happens is that now it is not so sunny.

Although his round eyes were hidden by the sunglasses on his face, I could clearly see Gene's
original downcast expression immediately replaced with a joyous smile as he hurried me back
to the hotel's private beach.

There weren't many people around here, most of them were foreigners who didn't know me.
The water was clear and sandy, I could almost see the terrain below the surface, and there
were many longtail boats parked
fence.

- Do you want to get in the water?

- Let me help you see things.

His eyes downed at that.

- So why are you making me wait for you... I just called P'Tum to hang out with me and he
wouldn't.

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- Hang on a minute.

Gene turned his head with a confused look, but when I held out my
palm, the other guy automatically and consciously placed his hand over
mine as always.

I didn't really want to hold hands at first, but because he was so self-
conscious, I had to make the mistake of holding his hand tight. At this
point I was super tempted to pull him to me and kiss him gently on the
mouth, but since we were outside I had to gently gather my fingers into
his hand.

- Actually I wanted you to give me the sunscreen.

The other guy immediately changed his face upon hearing that.

- Then tell me directly!

I was so shy that I was about to withdraw my hand, but I clung to it and
reached out my other hand to grab the sunscreen. After we sat together
on the lounge chair on the beach, I put sunscreen on the part of my
arm that wasn't covered by the big towel and applied it.

We both turned to look at each other, and since I was a little taller than
the other, I could easily see the other's thin eyelids and long, thick
lashes when I lowered my eyebrows. I rubbed the leftover sunscreen
on my own arm to help slather it on as he obediently sat next to me and
watched.

Once I was done applying it to my arms and neck, I put the cap on the
sunscreen.

- Don't play too long, I'll sit here.

The other man smiled sympathetically.

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- Thank you.

How handsome... so handsome that I was going to choke.

After playing in the water.

It took me over an hour to get him out of the waves, he came out soaked to the bone.
Despite having played to exhaustion, he still had a smile on his face and seemed to be
in a very good mood. Once we got back to the room, I quickly led him into the shower
as I went to Tum's side and helped him carry his suitcase. I thought in my mind that he
would be so tired that he would want to sleep and rest after getting out of the shower
later, but after changing his clothes and leaving the bathroom, he was screaming like a
chicken and wanted to get out.

- Gene, be careful.

- Hmm.

Even though I had noticed it, the man next to me responded in a perfunctory manner
and then continued to do what he was doing, looking left and right while munching on a
crepe. After he nearly collided with a passerby coming from the opposite direction, I
hastened to put my arm around his shoulder, keeping him close as I walked.

- Do you want seafood? Only the place I just passed is fine, I want to eat steamed
octopus with lemon.

- I will do what you want.

- I want to eat, but I'm not hungry at all.

- Who was crying for dessert?

- I can't help it, it smells so good.

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- Let's go for a walk first.

There weren't many people on this pedestrian street, most of them were foreigners,
so there was no need to worry too much about what the curious were looking at.

- Arco de Piedra, diving to see the coral.

Passing by a travel agency, the guy next to me stopped me to

to see.

- You are free? If you're not free, I'll go alone.

- Do you think I would let you go alone?

- If you have a job, it will have to be like that. You can't stay here more than a few
days either, you have exams next week.

- I just have to film early tomorrow morning.

- Can you get up then?

Seeing the other person put on a worried expression, I smiled slightly and lowered
my head to whisper something into the other person's ear, who's eyes widened after
hearing it.

- I also did it with you the night before and the next morning I was able to get up and
go.

- Shit! If you still dare to speak of these things, I will stab you to death!

- I learned these words from you, a great writer.

The other man bristled, but didn't say anything else, afraid he'd be embarrassed by
some cheesy love story he might tell. so i know

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he turned around to seriously look at the advertisement on the notice board in front of the
travel agency, but I was full of attention about it. I thought, "I'll support my boyfriend
wherever he wants to go and let him do whatever he wants."

- The hotel also has these visits, and there are discounts for residents, so let's go back to
the hotel and see.

- Hmm.

- Dinner and dinner, small steamed octopus with lemon.

With an all-knowing attitude, I put my hand on the other man's head and turned with him
toward the seafood restaurant he had just passed.

We had probably spent more than two hours on the walk, and once we got back to the
hotel room I could hear Gene complaining quietly there, because he had just taken a
shower before leaving, and now it smelled of shellfish and road dust, and had to grab a
towel once more and go into the bathroom to shower.

When he was done I went in to clean up too and when I came out I saw him lying on his
bed playing on his phone as if he was replying to a message from someone, the TV was
on but I wasn't watching it.

I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, then got into bed and turned off the lights in
the whole room, leaving only the small soft light above the bed.

- Sib.

- Hmm? - I raised my eyebrows when the guy who was playing with his phone turned
around and approached me.

- Let's take a photo together.

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- Are you going to post it on IG?

- No, I'll post it in the family group for mom and dad, come on, lie down, I'm too lazy to
get up.

His small palm hit the bed and I had to change from half lying to just lying on the bed.
Gene saw him and automatically leaned in, his round head touched mine unintentionally
and I could smell that aroma of hotel shampoo coming out of his hair, I hurried to take a
deep breath and let the blissful aroma fill my lungs.

Gene turned on the front camera, then raised his hand to the highest position.

- Ven.

- Hmm.

- Please look at the camera, not at me.

His comment made me laugh softly.

- And don't pose as if you were handsome like handsome, because today I sent a photo to
my mother and she doesn't stop saying that you're very handsome.

- I did nothing.

- In that case, hurry up and put on an evil look.

- How is an evil look?

- Is…

The other guy made a thinking face, but the next thing he did was show me, only to
stick out that red tongue and make a funny face on purpose. But little did he know that
he was going to make her hold him instead, just like that.

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I brought my hand to the back of his head and pulled him to me, my lips pressing to
meet him.

- Oh, that hurts, brat!

He was still smiling there.

I didn't refute any of their complaints after the two of us will resume the position we had
before. Gene's phone fell onto the bed as I wrapped myself around him to hold him tight
once more.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 28.

I sat slumped on the sofa scrolling my phone through photos, European and
American music blaring from the laptop on the coffee table next to me, and
moved my lips softly to sing along.

I hadn't touched my new novel at all during the three days I'd been away,
even though I only had two special chapters left, and after Nubsib ran to tell
me about the beach preparations, I had taken it into my head to hurry up and
finish the entire first draft. So I could relax, not have a workload, travel without
worries and have a good time. But after a big round of work it was still
useless, maybe because I was pushing myself too hard, making me even
less inspired.

In the end I had to put the novel aside and decided to play through it.
Although I gave myself a few days off, besides that I was super tired of
playing, the trip was more like a complete load, and it's been a little over a
day since I returned home and I have already recovered the chapters that
have been left behind. .

You see, I just finished the first draft of the new novel.

The big job done, I lay down on the couch to stretch as I flipped open my
phone and swipe randomly. I opened my photo album to look back at the
beautiful photos I had taken at the beach, I had posted a few days ago but it
was nice to post a few more now, it felt like I saved them to the top of IG.

The truth is that I haven't traveled for a long time either, I only know how to
hide at home every day. If I remember correctly, the last trip I took was at
the beginning of the year. It was when my father had to go to Singapore for
a business trip, and my mother let me accompany him. It's good to go out
and see new things, learn something new, feel the impact of a new environment, and

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I then save those experiences as a firsthand account that might help me in my

future writing.

And tonight... I plan to take that brat out for something to eat, when Nubsib comes
home from school. I'll invite you to whatever you want to celebrate the completion
of my first draft.

¡Line! ¡Line!

Tum: Gene.

Tom: Do you have a minute? I have to talk to you about something important.

- ¿...?

I frowned a little and looked confused at the message box that appeared. As I was
about to click the chat box to reply to him, he preemptively sent me a voice call,
looking like something he couldn't wait to do.

- That?

[Sorry, what are you doing?]

- I just... I'm lying at home playing on my phone, what's up?

Tum's anxious tone made me hesitate, reaching out and pressing space to make
the song stop.

[Something came up, I'm in my sister's office, can you come over?] Tum sighed.

- Because!

[My sister wants to talk to you.]

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- Talk to me? Because I want to speak with myself? - A big question mark
floated over my head.

This time Tum didn't video call me, so I could only tell from the tone of his
voice. By now I had moved from the dazed position I was in earlier to a
sitting position, and had put the phone's speakerphone close to my ear to
hear better.

[It's just about Sib and the TV station, actually I told my sister that there's
no need to talk to you, but she called Sib to talk and saw that you're my
friend too, so she wanted to talk to you too.] The Tum's voice sounded
very agitated and a bit impatient at the same time. But he also knew that it
wasn't that he was upset with me, but that he was a little more upset with
his own sister.

But he mentioned the name of Nubsib and the TV channel, and I listened
and then rushed to say.

- Is Sib with you now?

[Talking to my sister in the office, I will go out and call you.]

- I'm going out right now, you can share the address with me later.

After the other person hung up, Tum sent me a location. I had already
showered in the morning but was still in my pajamas, so I took a moment
to go to my room and change while I put my contact lenses in.

I haven't figured out what the problem is yet, but it seems like it's better to
talk about it directly in person than to ask over the phone. Also... as soon
as I found out that Nubsib was there, I started to get a little worried.
Tum's sister owns that Nubsib modeling agency, so I guess it's for work.
She didn't know too many details and hadn't had much interaction with her
sister.

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I put my phone in the car holder and turned on the map to navigate, it took
about forty minutes to reach my destination.

The modeling agency that Tum's sister owned was located in a five or six
story building with no parking lot, but luckily there was a paid parking lot right
next door. From the information posted on the agency's glass front door, it
appeared they had some training courses, as well as brokering male and
female models for runway photo shoots and the like. And, of course, there
was no shortage of lifelong celebrity posters in it.

- Gene.

After pushing the door and entering, Tum, who was sitting on the sofa in the
reception, immediately got up and walked over to me.

He still had an anxious look on his face, frowning.

- My sister is up there, come on.

- Sib is there too, right?

- Well, inside, talking to my sister for a while.

I looked up as Tum took me in the elevator to the top floor.

I would see a constant stream of people pass by, supposedly models or
company staff, but I didn't care. Seeing my friend's worried face, I couldn't
help but be distressed for him.

She led me into the room at the end of the hall and reached out to tap on the
glass door before pushing it open.

- Sister, Gene is here.

I quickly scanned the room.

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-
…

The first thing I saw was Nubsib sitting in a chair to one side of the door, and it
wasn't hard to tell from the school uniform he was wearing that he had just left
class. At first he was expressionless, but when he saw me walk in, his eyebrows
immediately drew together. Opposite Nubsib was a long-haired woman in elegant
evening dress, who was seated behind a large table. It was my first time seeing
Tum's sister, but she was really gorgeous and deserved to be the director of a
modeling agency.

I glanced at Nubsib before turning to greet the oldest person in the room.

- Gene. - Nubsib spoke first while looking at Tum. - What is P'Gene doing here?

- It was me who asked Tum to call him to come here. - P'Tarm answered instead of
his brother. He just waved at the chair next to Nubsib. - Gene sit down, Tum has
told me that you are his friend from the university, you can simply call me P'Tarm.

- Oh, oh.

P'Tarm spoke with a calm tone and expression that did not lose an aura of
seriousness.

I walked over and sat down, then looked at the taller man next to me.
His aura was no longer as bright and luminous as before. Listening to the tone of
Tum's speech, coupled with the atmosphere of the scene, I felt that the problem
must be more serious.

- I think you're intruding too much.

- No, it's totally for me, it's all for you, for Gene and for the good of the
company.

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- But do not forget that it is not written in the contract.

- I know that, but don't forget that everything is interconnected, as you can see.

- ¿...?

I just looked at Nubsib and P'Tarm with a confused face as they talked about it all.

I could sense that Nubsib didn't want P'Tarm talking to me up close.

I also knew that the firm tone and solemn expression on his face as he spoke was a
sure sign that he was very upset.
at that moment.

I gently touched her arm with my hand and told her.

- What happened?

As soon as I opened my mouth, P'Tarm dropped his gaze on me.

- Anyway, this is something that should be clear, okay... before Nubsib went to the
studio to work and Gene accompanied him, right?

- Hmm.

- Actually I already knew, but at the time I thought it was okay because you're Tum's
friend and it's not a big deal that Tum wants to take a friend there.
But instead this came up. - He said, with a still very serious expression, as he handed
me the stack of A4 papers that he had in front of him after ordering them. - Nubsib didn't
make any scandal for posting photos or short videos on IG before, all the fans know that
you and Tum are friends and it just so happens that you also live next door to Nubsib.

-
…
- I took the stack of papers.

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The first thing that caught my eye was a print version of a screenshot from an
online entertainment page, with a big headline saying that the lead actor in
some hit drama was seeing someone, and that he was seeing someone. close
to him.

A photo was then shown showing Nubsib shopping with a guy at a night
market, while Nubsib leaned his face towards the other guy and whispered to
him with a smile on his lips. Although this photo was taken from a distance and
the person in the photo was in a boisterous crowd, I could tell right away that
the other person in the photo was myself.

Me and Sib...

- With the photos and these sweet images, it's no wonder that the rumors that
they are a couple are everywhere, it's a common thing in the entertainment
industry and also... it doesn't matter that Nubsib published the photos, no it has
gone too far. As far as the behavior seems intimate, but could be interpreted
as being the kind of intimacy with the original perpetrator and friendly agent,
the rest is left to the viewer's imagination.

-
…

I was silent, from the moment I saw the photo in my hand.

Although Tum's sister didn't say so explicitly, I felt I should know what the
supposed "big deal" was.

- But the reason why it's a big problem is because the drama just aired and the
viewers will get into the drama when they watch it, and the TV network needs
to use the trick to promote the drama and needs Nubsib and the actor who
plays the male subject form a Couple to do business, so that viewers think the
Couple is real. So when that happened, the television network blamed our
company for what happened.

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-
…

- Now the Internet is doing a big business with this, Gene takes a look. P'Tarm pointed
again to the stack of papers in his hand.
I hastily put the top piece of A4 paper on the bottom and looked down one by one.

The next image was a screenshot of a Facebook page with over a thousand likes, a page
that looked like it had just been created. The cover of the page was Nubsib, no doubt with
not only him, but a picture of me, and the page was called... NubsibGene's Sweet Moments.

I breathed gently into my lungs and continued looking at the information in my hands. The
next screenshot was a screenshot of the tweet, and it showed a bunch of retweets.

Lukpeach ft. post-exam @peetod Dec 1

OMG! I should have known not to follow Sib's IG, I had no feelings for this original writer
Gene at first, but the two of them are super cute together, so cute! Now I'm with Sib &
Gene, much better than Sib & Oei! #SibGene #BadEngineerTheSeries

(Video) (Photos)

I want to be a chef 2019 @lovejea November 29

I have already changed the couple, this pair is really realistic, writer and actor, I can oh
hahaha ~ can you change P'Gene to be the main male lead? I will watch it over and over
5 million times #SibGene #BadEngineerTheSeries

(Photo) (Photo) (Photo) (Photo) (Photo)

Mxold@1fcikon Dec 7

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Just a quick update, status is going from agent's neighbor and friend to boyfriend!!!
Get on board! Can't! I can't take it~ #SibGene

(Taking pictures)

I don't know how to explain what I feel right now after reading this, but I know that
Nubsib posts little videos on IG, because someone likes to take photos of me and
Nubsib together. But there weren't many, I didn't expect things to get to the point of
having the hashtag #SibGene that day and the impact it had on the show.

Nubsib doesn't touch Twitter much either, and I told him about the little IG video at
the Paragon event that day, and he got it. Since that day I went to see his IG and I
did not see that he published anything out of the ordinary. From time to time people
keep leaving comments under my photos, but it doesn't seem like a big problem.
To the outside world we look like normal neighbors.

But things have come to this point because there are photos and news that Nubsib
has a boyfriend and that boyfriend is me.

- The viewer who watches the series would have felt out of place because he could
have sleeved the hashtag #SibGene because he always went with the theme of
the series.

P'Tarm's words kept ringing longingly in my ears, and I didn't look up to see or
answer her because my attention was focused on the material in my hands.

Landal @tangmoxXx 23 horas

Can all of you who are high on SibGene please tweet without the name of the novel
or series?

#GraveEngineerTheSeries #MalEngineerTheSeries #SibOei

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Mai kin pla: (@__pla65 December 9

Let's be honest, I'm not interested in other people's Couple either, but it's just
irritating to watch it. Especially when I see the news that Nubsib has a boyfriend
and there is a lot of speculation that it's P'Gene, that's even more annoying, I
don't even want to continue watching the drama, I'm not in the mood when I do it.
I see.

#BadEngineerTheSeries #SibOei

honey please call me honey @artyoyo Dec 9

Is he really a boyfriend!? Is it true that Nubsib has a boyfriend? (A stunned

face) Isn't that Oei in the photo? So who is it? Why is it with someone else, I'm
not okay with him, the whole thing is bad and pissed off.

(link)

#BadEngineerTheSeries #SibOei

FC Brother's Little Chan @Naeaol December 9th

Why does Nubsib have a boyfriend? where does this boyfriend come from?
Oei what are you going to do, so disappointed, why so selfish, don't you
consider the feelings of the fans? After this I'm not going to like him and I'm not
going to continue his work.

#SibOei

I feel my feet start to tingle, especially after seeing the last tweet.

I know there are many more tweets like this than these, and this is just a
selection of them chosen by Tum's sister.

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- I'm not bringing it up to embarrass you or anything, but I had to print it as proof that this is becoming

a big problem now, and the network is upset about it.

-
…

- There are many contradictions in this matter, and I think the main point that bothers fans is that the

news that Nubsib had a boyfriend when the drama was still on, and that the boyfriend was not the

Couple in the drama, which it makes the fans even more upset.

I remained silent, holding the stack of A4 papers in my hands for a moment. Although the papers in my

hands were thin, they felt like they weighed a thousand baht.

It bothered me to see someone express their displeasure at my relationship with Nubsib. When I see

others say that these kinds of things prevent them from getting into the drama, I feel like it's all my fault

for having a momentary lapse of brain, and because of that I've caused the station or others to get into

trouble. But it's when I see people saying they're not going to follow Nubsib from now on and don't like

it anymore, or even people saying they hate it, that's when my mood sucks the most.

- Gene.

I turned to look at the person sitting next to me and felt that Nubsib understood my thoughts so well

that he reached over and took the stack of papers from my hands, gently taking my hand and placing

it on my lap. Seeing that the person next to me was trying hard to control his emotions and not go

crazy, and that he had to be considerate of my feelings to comfort me, I had an even greater emotion.

worse.

- It's okay, it's none of your business.

- I… - I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

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- I don't want to say too much, but now that it's happened, we'll have to find a way to fix it.
The reason I called Nubsib was to see what the hell to do. And the reason I called you,
Gene, was to
that you cooperate

-
…
I shifted my gaze to P'Tarm, and then nodded slowly.

- I talked to the people from the TV station and they told me that in the future they should
not live together or be close to each other, to avoid talking to each other and not to post
each other's photos on social media apps or comment the state of the other below. so there
will be no more

scandals and will let the matter die down little by little and the network will continue to help
hype the drama when the time comes. As for the news that Nubsib is seeing someone, we
will go out tomorrow night and clarify that Tum was there at the time, but was not
photographed.

-
…

Aren't they supposed to live together? Or even talk to each other?

I went over the words in my head, but before I had a chance to say them, the person next
to me beat me to it.

- Gene is the love of my life, and trying to prevent us from being together is not going to
happen.

- That's why I told you, ah, that you shouldn't have a relationship.

- If we talk about not posting photos or not appearing together in public during the drama's
air time... I can understand it. But if it's going to stay like this until the Program fever passes,
I don't agree. When we signed the previous contract there was no rule that said that
relationships were not allowed.

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- I have not said that you are strictly prohibited from having a relationship, I have only
said that you should not.

- It doesn't mean anything different, right?

- It's definitely different, don't you know that too? Those young idols, especially the
ones who are acting in BL dramas, shouldn't fall in love if they want to stay in fashion,
because they want to stay in the business for real. Or if they really want to find a
partner, they should find someone that the fans can accept.

- Oh! So I'm going to let someone else choose someone for me?

- You have to worry about the feelings of the fans who have been supporting you,
they are the customer base that makes you have work and money to earn.

- The contract I signed with the company was just to take model photos, and the
reason I agreed to act in this drama was because of Gene, without thinking of
accepting any other commercial roles or anything like that.

-
…

- Then, when the drama finishes airing, I will notify you in advance and cancel the
contract with you.

- Nubsib!

- What?

Everyone present shouted the name of the man who was speaking almost in unison.

My brain was suddenly filled with something similar to mush, and I hastened to push
my neurons to come up with a better way, the best way.

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for all. But it was all in vain, perhaps because the needs of P'Tarm and the television
network were too sudden for me.

Although P'Tarm's words were somewhat euphemistic and subtle, I could guess what
he meant by them, which was for us to separate...

The person sitting behind the desk adjusted her posture to sit upright with an even more
serious expression than she had before.

- Did you know? Do you make it even more difficult and break the contract simply
because of this? There are still ten months left, and if you cancel…

- I know, I'll pay.

- Nubsib! Why do you have to go so far? Isn't it just breaking up with your boyfriend?
Now that your career is going from strength to strength, do you want to give up a bright
future now?

- Sister, that's too much...

P'Tarm raised his hand.

- Stay out of it, Tum. Whatever happens, it's best to stop contacting right now to prevent
further gossip from spreading. If we clarify that there is nothing between you, everything
will be under control. If the TV network puts more effort into promoting the drama, it
could save its image with the Couple from the drama. There are also a lot of people
watching the drama now, and the fans should be more than satisfied.

- That's very selfish. - Nubsib intervened again in a calm tone, with an expression even
more imperturbable than the one he had just had. With just one look you could tell how
angry and annoyed he was. - I'm sorry I spoke so frankly. Ask yourself first if the reason
you're not letting me have a relationship is for my own good, or for the good of all the
work the company has taken on.

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P'Tarm shot up, her chair crashing into the filing cabinet behind her.

- Because you want...?

- Vale, Vale.

-
…

My words silenced everyone.

- Sib and I... we will not go out together in public, there will be no photos together and there will
be no more messages in each other's states.

- ...Gene.

I didn't look at Sib.

- I will try not to go to the set in the future if Tum is not there.

While saying that, I locked eyes on the person in front of me. After hearing what I said, the burning
look on P'Tarm's face gradually calmed down. He let out a vigorous sigh and reached up to rub
the bridge of his nose.

It was at that moment that I turned my face to look at Nubsib, and our eyes met. I couldn't tell
what Nubsib was thinking at that moment, I was worried if Nubsib would be offended by this, since
I had said it without consulting him. But since both parties had just spoken from their own points
of view, there was no conclusion to come to, and he didn't know what to do next. And since I was
one of the causes of this incident, I felt even more depressed and unusual to see that such a
problem had occurred.

I understand the station's reasoning, and I understand where Nubsib comes from.
But I don't want Nubsib to get into any more trouble.

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- At least you're a reasonable person. P'Tarm's tone was noticeably softer as he pushed
back his chair and sat down. -
Anyway, right now there is nothing better than this, and I really don't want to put things
in this mess, you understand, right?

I nodded with a dry smile.

In the end, things were settled, and P'Tarm said that Nubsib might have to make a trip
to the office tomorrow, perhaps to do a live broadcast to explain what happened. It
wasn't a big press conference like the one with the main stars, but it was a formal
clarification that had to be made.
As for what P'Tarm said afterwards, I didn't have much attention to listen to. It wasn't
until P'Tarm said he had things to take care of later that he left the office. On his way
out, he told us to keep talking and asked Tum to help him close the office door.

- Talk for a while, I'll be back in an hour.

Tum was a man who could read people, so he broke the silence first. He exhaled
sharply before turning and walking out of the office.

The sound of the office door hitting the frame rang softly, and finally Nubsib and I were
the only ones left in P'Tarm's office.

Still sitting calmly in my chair, I glanced sideways at Nubsib beside me.

- Nub…

- This is not working.

- ¿...?

- You answer that.

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- What do you mean?

- Your company not only doesn't want you and me to appear together in public,
take photos together or leave messages. They try to separate us indirectly. - Those
eyes of his stared at me while that deep voice came out of the other man's mouth.

Nubsib's look chilled me, and I knew he was still disapproving and resentful.

- If not, what do you think should be done? You know the network is upset, people
invested in the drama, of course they want their money back. I didn't expect this
shit to happen so the other side is definitely going to bite the dust.

- I know about that incident, and I don't want any bad press to come out about the
drama adapted from your novel, Gene.

I hurriedly shook my head.

It was something I understood from Nubsib, and I didn't feel like they didn't care
about my show. But the point is that we have gotten the chain and investors into
trouble.

- To do what the station wants, I have no problem with that.

I can spend time with you at home if that's what it takes to resolve the issue. But
what bothers me is the fact that P'Tarm doesn't just want us to do this while the
show is on the air. If we accept this time, he'll find something else to force our hand
next time.

- It's okay, you're the star, that's how you should be.

He also did not want to be an obstacle in Nubsib's career.

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The idea that I caused all this, that Nubsib would go and break his contract so that I would
pay for the breach, was something I couldn't calm down for a long time.

- Was it supposed to be like this? - Nubsib froze for a long moment and repeated my
words. - I don't know if other stars are like that, having to sneak around with their real
boyfriends after acting in a drama, while announcing on the internet that they are a couple
with the Couple from the drama or something. But I don't want to.

-
…

- You can call me selfish too, but the only reason I accepted this series is because of you.
And if this is going to cause problems between us, then I don't want to keep doing this job.

- I don't… - I shook my head.

The words that were about to come out got stuck in my throat, and no matter how hard I
tried I couldn't get them out.

- Then, what are you going to do?

- What I just said, after the broadcast of the program, I will break the
contract.

- No way! - I interrupted immediately, with a frown. -

You work to save your own money and it's been a while since you've had to ask mom
and dad for money. There's no need to destroy yourself over this, and besides... you have
to pay for canceling the contract, and it's not just tens and hundreds of thousands of baht.

- So you're willing to let us fall in love like this? Don't let anyone know we're together? Do
you want people to think that Oei and I are a couple?

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-
…

Seeing that I had no answer, Nubsib, who was staring at me, shook her head.

- There you go again, when you see someone in trouble and they ask you to do
something, you soften and do what they tell you, worrying about others, why haven't
you taken my feelings into account?

- Yes, I have thought about it! But I didn't want you to waste your money and a lot
of your work.

- You wouldn't understand, by the time the show is over... Since the contract doesn't
say that I can't have a relationship, the modeling agency will try by all means to
pressure me with what happens between me and Oei.
If Oei and I keep our interactions constantly updated on social media applications,
our business period will not end easily.

-
…

- If you want to satisfy the agency, you will have to break up"

-
…

I stiffened.

Break…

All the thoughts that had been in my head from the beginning were swallowed up
by that word.

At the time of the conversation, I hadn't even thought about how things would turn
out, that Nubsib and I would disagree. There can be many ways to solve the
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party with a vested interest, or to all parties with a vested interest. But one way I never thought
was to break...

- You... do you want to break up? - My voice was so soft that I could barely hear myself.

-
…

The person in front of me did not answer me, but looked at me in silence.

He was looking for something, guess what I was thinking at that moment? What was Nubsib
thinking, and why did he say such a thing? Was he setting an example, or did he think the
problem was best solved by breaking up? A whole series of questions flooded my mind without
ceasing.

I didn't want to break up with Nubsib... that's all I knew.

Out of fear and worry, I immediately got up. The words came out, but now she regretted them.
She didn't want to hear it, and she didn't want to see Nubsib nod to that question.

- Let's... talk about it another time.

Over time, I did something I regretted even more, and that was turning around and leaving that
office…

My sigh echoed through the bathroom as I gripped the edge of the sink with both hands and
stayed there for several minutes as if I had been nudged. Finally I sighed again and reached
out to turn on the faucet and catch the water in my hand.

When I got home, my brain was still mush. But as I tried to force myself not to think about
these discomforts, my brain began to ache vaguely. Nubsib wouldn't come back and I knew
that today he was going to be on the set until 9:10 p.m. and I could more or less guess what
time he would be back. So I hurriedly showered and got under the covers.

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She would force me to sleep, but I could never do it.

My body stiffened when I heard the door open and the sound of light footsteps, it was
already after 10 pm when Nubsib returned. As soon as I heard the bedroom door open,
I hastily closed my eyes and pretended to have fallen asleep.

Nubsib did everything cautiously and I felt her come to my side of the bed and stay for a
long time before going into the bathroom.

He was... obviously avoiding Nubsib.

A little person inside of me was ordering me to go talk to him and come to a mutually
satisfying conclusion, but the other little person was desperately trying to stop me. I was
afraid that Nubsib would answer the same question I had thrown at him earlier in the day,
afraid that he would say an answer that I didn't want to hear.

-
…

My eyes were unfocused as I stared at the hands in front of me reaching for the water
from the faucet, and I knew my thoughts had strayed haphazardly into the realm of too
vague again. When I looked up and saw my sleeping eyes, I couldn't help but sigh once
more.

I stayed up all night, tossing and turning, insisting on sleep.

It's not that I didn't understand Nubsib in this case, I knew very well that he was doing all
this for my future and his. The truest feeling I had was that I felt his love for me deeply,
and that was true... and there was no doubt that I loved Nubsib too.

It's not that I don't understand Nubsib, but I just... I don't want to get paid to do something
like that.

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What P'Tarm said about distancing ourselves is something I don't want to do either.
We are a couple, of course I want to be there for him all the time.

...I couldn't do anything about it, my mind was blank at the time, so I had to promise
P'Tarm first. Actually, as Nubsib said, as long as I continue to have a contract with
the modeling company, the modeling company will find various reasons to force us
to part ways in the future. The company has spent a lot of money and manpower
promoting someone so of course they have to take jobs for their artists big and
small. If some artist becomes famous and can make a lot of money for the company,
of course the company will try to keep that artist by all means.

So I become an obstacle for that artist? Thinking about this left me super emotionally
drained.

I splashed the cold water from my hand on my face to cool down a bit.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I slowly walked out of my room,
looking at the clock on the bedroom wall and realizing that it was only nine in the
morning.

I opened my bedroom door and was about to walk into the living room when my
feet froze to the floor. Because I saw the familiar figure coming out of the kitchen.

- Si...

The one who was one step away from me was the owner of this house.

I thought I had gone to school a long time ago.

I was speechless, not knowing how to put on a face.

- You just get up? - His voice was calm.

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- Well…

-
…

-
…

We were both relatively speechless, and an oppressive atmosphere then filled the air around
us.

I froze on the spot, not knowing what to do or what to say next.

Nubsib stood as still as I did. I felt my heart beating in a jumbled jumble, and I didn't know if
it was speeding up or slowing down.

What we haven't finished talking about...

I was frozen for a moment when Nubsib suddenly broke the calm, and my confused heart,
which was beating chaotically to begin with, became even more agitated at this moment.

-
…

- Yesterday I said some ugly things. - He slightly moved his body. After hearing him say that,
I rushed to look at his face, the words instantly relieved me.

I took a step forward and approached him, gently shaking my head to deny the sentence he
had just said. But before he could say anything, the next thing he said made everything seem
backwards.

- If you want to do what the company wants, I will.

-
…

- Everyone knows that we live in the same apartment, and with the recent news, if someone
comes out to say that we really do live in the same room, problems will continue to arise. -
Nubsib spoke smoothly,

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Like an emotionless robot. - Meanwhile, you could go back to your own room.

-
…

My feet felt as if they had a firm grip on the ground. I could only watch as the other
man's back faded as he headed for the door.

...I couldn't tell you what it feels like to have this dizzy feeling like you've been hit on
the head.

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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 29.

When you're down, everything around you is down with you.

I know that when we are in a bad mood, we cannot stop thinking about everything in a
pessimistic direction and we will think that everything is going to get worse and worse,
although we still do not know if things are going to turn out that way.

Yesterday... I packed some important things and moved into my house.

Pile those things on the couch, and what that pile looked like yesterday still looks like
today. I was exhausted and didn't want to do anything. I sat on the sofa until it got dark
and went to my room to sleep, surrounded by familiar sensations and smells. If it had
been before, I might have felt very calm and comfortable, but now instead I feel as if
something very depressing is surrounding me.

My mind kept wondering if it was right that I was with Nubsib or not.

Nubsib hasn't said anything about it, but I always felt that I was of no help to that child.
It's not that I'm pessimistic, but it's like something that grows from my sorrow and slowly
gnaws at me until I start to see everything pessimistically, as I just said.

- If someone comes out to say that we live together, surely there will be problems again!

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it couldn't be any other way.
manner.

From what Nubsib told me yesterday, the only thing left between us is a break and he's
angry with me…

¡ Ding Dong! Ding Dong!

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The knock on the door brought me back to my senses, and I immediately got up from the sofa,
thinking it might be Nubsib, and rushed to the door without even looking through the eye of the
door.

But the person who came was Tum.

- The state you are in...

-
…
- I looked at him, he was able to go up because he knew the password, so I went back to
lower your head to avoid his gaze.

I felt a little blocked inside, he was the representative of Nubsib and he should already know what
was going on between us, and when I realized it, I didn't want to see anyone and I wanted to be
alone. But on the other hand, I thought, I can't stop thinking about being alone, it's good to see my
friends.

- Are you OK?

- Well, don't you have work today? I asked, pretending nothing was wrong.

- Your voice is dry and hoarse, is it uncomfortable?

My brow furrowed slightly and I coughed softly.

- Don't know.

From yesterday morning to this afternoon, it was the first time I had opened my mouth to talk to
someone and I didn't even know that my voice had turned like this, if I was really sick, it would be
because I was too tired.

- I brought medicines, come in first!

He patted my shoulder and took my arm, walking back into the room together. Just as I got to the
couch, I heard a murmur coming from her throat; he must have been stunned by the chaotic sight
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considering my state of mind, he didn't say anything so as not to make my mood worse. He
squeezed my shoulders and sat me down on the sofa, then went into the kitchen himself and
poured himself two glasses of water.

- Here, the medicine and the pills, take a little!

- Thank you!

After taking the medicine, my voice sounded better.

Tum looked at me as I picked up my cup and finished it, then shook his head.

- From now on, eat on time and take your medication on time.

- Hmm, so you're not working today, right?

I asked again when I did not get an answer to the previous question. I asked because I wanted
to know about Nubsib.

Because I haven't seen him since the day he brought me back, and it's like he's doing
everything he can to avoid me and not let me see. Every time I look down the hall, her room
is always dark.

- Later, at six o'clock, the company will hold an event at the mall for the drama adapted from
your novel, and then there will be a catwalk that many young stars have been invited to. I
have come looking for you because I wanted to ask you to come with me.

The hand that was still holding my glass of water stopped.

- Do you ask me to accompany you?

- Gene! He called me by my name. - About what my sister spoke with you and Sib yesterday,
I do not agree.

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-
…

- I know that my sister did it because Sib can generate a lot of income for the company
and can make it more famous and prestigious. My sister was afraid of losing an
upstream like Nubsib, even though we knew before signing the contract that she was
not going to stay in the entertainment industry 100%. But when he agreed to star in this
drama of yours, my sister took it for granted that I could help him accept those jobs in
the future as well.

- Good! - I nodded gently. - A normal thing!

- But it should not be done, because you are my friend!

-
…

- You and Sib have argued, right? - When I did not answer his words and just sat quietly,
looking at the cup in my hands, he opened his mouth and asked this. - I realize from the
state you're in, a fight?

A fight? I thought along with his words. Yeah…

- No, there is no fight!

- No? So are you still okay with each other? - The listener seemed puzzled.

I looked at him and then back at the glass, not knowing what to say to him.

We didn't fight, rather we had some problems with each other, we just didn't see eye to
eye, plus film company and agency issues that made us be a little more careful. Seeing
Nubsib's attitude yesterday, although he didn't show anger or discontent and said that
he was being selfish and was willing to do whatever I told him, his calm indifference
made me feel bad.

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I was… so damn…

- I was the one who was wrong!

Tum frowned upon seeing my face.

- I agreed to your sister's request without consulting Sib, and Sib spoke to me about it,
saying… - and I couldn't make any sound here.

- Say it! I can clarify it for my part, and I have said that in this case, my sister has done
wrong.

I didn't look at Tum's face as I told him what Nubsib and I had discussed, and despite
not going into much detail, he sighed heavily as he listened and leaned back against
the sofa.

- This Sib really guessed it all!

- ¿Hmm?

- I also just found out, when Nubsib's contract runs out, my sister is going to let him
renew. He looked up at my face with a hint of self-condemnation in his eyes. - As for the
film company, when the drama finishes airing there will be no problem, but I have
secretly heard that a company contacted and wanted Sib to be in another project with
Oei, it seems that it is a film for a company very famous, and my sister is trying to find a
way to get Sib to accept the drama.

My expression immediately changed and looked very complicated.

- Your sister…

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- Well, I know that Nubsib is not to blame for going out with you because it is not explicitly
prohibited in the contract, but the problem is on the side of the fans and the film company.

Breathe out gently as you hear his last statement.

- Aren't you going to talk to Sib again?

- They…

-
…

I want to talk, but...

- ¿Hmm?

- I don't know if you want to talk to me, or… - and here I shut up.

- I understand what you're going through right now. - He nodded. - But Sib isn't at the point
of not wanting to talk to you either, he might just feel a little wronged, he doesn't seem like
the type of person who can't easily think and feel wronged with such a personality, but to put
it pretentiously, there's a saying that since the old days, love was the most difficult. He loves
you so much that he is willing to take on this drama for you and buy an apartment to live next
to you, there is no one else who can!

At first I looked at his face, but at last I looked back at the cup I had been holding, my fingers
rubbing it gently, as if my hand was so light as to weigh nothing when placing it on the table,
a strange sensation.

It's not that I haven't thought about the things Tum said...

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- Look on the bright side, two people who love each other will surely have arguments and disagreements,

it's normal, it's rare that they don't fight, you're thinking too much!

- Well maybe!

- It's not good for me to see you like this, I want you to go and have a good talk with Sib, but if you think

you're not ready, do you want to go out with me first and eat something, I'll treat you?

-
…

- But I still have to go to the event, so let's go get some food and then eat when we get there, okay, wait

for me there for a while, we won't be long!

I was silent for a moment.

- The film company won't let me meet Sib outside!

- It's okay, if you go, you'll go with me and show them that you're going as an author and a friend of

mine, the study part won't say anything. The studio side is posting on Facebook and entertainment

news that you're close to me and go everywhere with me, that's why there's a picture with Sib, the news

will only ring more true if we're seen together a lot!

Hearing him say that made me shut up again, my brain started spinning
again.

-
…

-
…

- GOOD!

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But instead, Tum's eyes widened and he looked surprised.

- So, are you sure you're coming with me?

- Well... although I don't know what's going to happen, I want to go apologize to Sib and
talk about it.

He got up, came over and patted me on the shoulder.

- Well, that's better! Don't hide here like a zombie.

- ¡Mmm!

-
…
- Tum sighed, probably because he kept cheering me up, but he kept looking like he
couldn't be happy. - So later I'll go out to get some food first, the event starts at six and it's
just a little after one in the afternoon, I'll go get it for you, in the meantime you shower,
clean up and get ready? okay?

I looked at his face and nodded my head. Before he leaves, I reach out and give his arm
a gentle tug.

- That…

- Thank you!

His expression suddenly turns kind.

- You are welcome! We are friends! But I wouldn't mind if you treat me to lunch if you get
the chance, ha!

From the day before until today, he was the first person who made me show a slight smile.

I showered and changed my clothes to be fresher.

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After drying my hair, I went outside to sit outside and relax with the MacBook in front
of me, which I hadn't opened since I left it there after moving things yesterday. In fact,
since I finished the manuscript I've been on break and haven't used it much, and the
same goes for the phone, which hasn't been touched much in the last two or three
days...

I know a lot of people are being scolded by the public, and I understand that the
public, no matter how much discontent they carry with them, scold me, scold Nubsib,
scold the film company, I don't feel it's their fault.
Because they are the ones who have set my novel and drama on fire.

Having come this far, I remembered my father's words…

He said that a relationship between two people is not just love, it involves many other
people, job responsibilities, getting along, protecting, the environment we live in is not
just him and me, it is a huge and complex society.

If you ask me, does it feel bad? It feels very bad. It's like when novels are reviewed by
readers, there are many types of readers, there are many types of people, people who
understand you, people who don't understand you, or people who understand you,
but from a different perspective. It's your right to weigh in and comment, and there
were definitely people who criticized my IG, but I didn't really care because I was too
worried about Nubsib to care about anything else for two days.

But after the news of the clarification, I wonder how things are going now.

Looking at the time displayed in the corner of the screen, Tum still hadn't returned,
and there were still two hours left before the event started.

...There are times when I'm the type of person who likes to make a fool of himself! I
finally decided to turn on my computer, go to Twitter, and click on my hashtag for that
show.

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Swanbenben @lamkanP_amp 11 de diciembre

The latest news has come to light! Nubsib is still single and attending an event with
Oei, this video was taken by my friend and they are so cute together! #SibOei
#BadEngineerTheseries

(Video) (Photos)

I watched that two-minute video with my face screwed up, showing no emotion, but
a feeling drilled into my heart when I was helpless, and I knew what it felt like.

In the photos, the video shows Oei smiling so adorably, laughing so hard when
fans make jokes about them, and Nubsib standing next to him, also smiling slightly,
like he usually does when facing his fans.

What envy...

I'm not jealous of Oei because ever since we talked that day, we've been in touch
on Line from time to time ever since, and he even texted me yesterday asking
about me and Nubsib, but I still haven't got back to him. It used to be a strange
feeling, but now I know that Oei doesn't like Nubsib, the two of them are just friends
and I envy the fact that they can be together in public without worrying who is
staring at them and insulting them.

I didn't expect anyone to come to support our Couple or be our fan, all I need is to
be able to be with someone I like, whenever and wherever, without having to worry
about anyone else, that's all…

FrostBebe <3 @epabentodie December 11

#SibOei Things are getting clearer! The situation is as follows: Nubsib went to the
beach for a shoot and P'Gene (the writer) is a friend of Nubsib's manager P'Tum
and accompanied him. They are very close and as we saw on Nubsib's IG, it was
captured by some people but the shot was not there.

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complete and missing P'Tum... The heart broken by P'Tum for 3 seconds!
#BadEngineerTheseries

(Link)

Fc mairaph@Tontal December 11

LOL!!! Why the #SibGene pairing capsized the ship?

#BadEngineerTheseries #GeneIsNotADriver

Favorite of this life @SIPESER 7 hours ago

I wasn't going to say anything else because it seemed to me that we were in a ghost
couple, and the more I watched the various news, the more it seemed to me that the
couple was being blown by a gale to a support. But now that I see people coming out and
talking and everyone dropping by, I want to say something for ourselves as well. If you
look closely, either in the photos or in the text, you will see that the #SibGene is the one
that most resembles the real thing, I know it and you know it! #BadEngineerTheseries
#GeneIsNotADriver

Ichiichi @ichi-nii77 5 hours ago

All this matter, Gene is not to blame, he did nothing, Nubsib is also right, the problem is
with ourselves, we are the ones who are standing with the Couple, go look at the first
tweets, there were people doing their best to give their opinion, to the point of calling for
the drama to be cancelled, now you've gotten yourself slapped in the face! Go out and
apologize to people before you do it! #BadEngineerTheseries #GeneIsNotADriver

TankSubmarine @zeogkEE 5 hours ago

I think a lot of people really know in their hearts that the Couple they represent is in
business too! There are times that what we see is not the truth, or the truth that we do not
see, we do not know. We are sad when things are not what we thought, but we still love
their performances and the work they present. I am psyched that who

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If Bb likes it, I'll like it too. The ending lol #BadEngineerTheseries #Nubsib

All kinds of different voices are coming out, more than the day the news broke…

But it seems the heat has cooled down, I sat and watched for a while, and while I
keep seeing a few people tweet their disgust at seeing me and Sib get close, not as
many people reply. I think there are still a lot of people who understand me, and when
they see new news coming out saying that Sib and I are nothing, they calm down.

I moved the mouse and clicked the fork on the screen, exited Twitter and closed the
computer. I pulled out my phone and went to Instagram, which hadn't updated
anything since I got back from the beach.

I got a message, a lot of people commented on the last photo I uploaded, I chose a
few to see and the ones that they liked so much were placed at the top.

GubGib88 P'Gene! My name is Gubgib, and I've been following your fics for a long
time. Actually, more than being a fan of Nubsib, I'm a fan of you. When the news
broke and a lot of people said they were going to refuse to watch the show, I was
scared that something else was going to happen, but you may be more worried P'Gene, cheers!
Either way, I'll follow the drama because I've been following it since the novel and I
love it!

_tdkdtlg Wow, oh P'Gene! Whoever wants to say what they want, I catch up with the
drama because it's good!

JyudoShippy Although there have been news that clarify that #SibGene is nothing, I
still love you! hahaha

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Most of the people who follow me encourage me and I feel healed inside after watching…

- Gene! The rice is here!

-
…
- I logged out of IG and put my phone away.

Tum, who had been gone for almost an hour, came back, using the card I had given him
to open the door to go in, his expression looked a little weak, his empty hand grasped his
V-neck to fan himself, and I immediately felt a little embarrassed. by the look on his face.

- I'm sorry!

- Alright! It's just that it's been a bit long for me, I had a weakness for meat and blood tea
at 3 in the afternoon, so I've been looking everywhere for a store, it seems like it's been
taking forever, come on, come with me, there's donuts.

- Thank you, someday I'll invite you!

- Mmmmmm, no need to be so polite!

Tum and I opened and bowled together the food he had bought, eating and talking about
things that distracted me. Talking with my friend made me feel better than before.

The event was about to start and Tum took me to the place where it was held. I was
mentally prepared for it and didn't allow myself to think about it too much, but now I was
agitated again, and the more steps I took along the way, the slower my stride became.

But the feet kept going.

Once again, I thought back to the day he asked me to move into my own house, and a
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Tum earlier, I had decided in my mind that I would apologize to Nubsib for acceding to
P'Tarm's request without consulting him, surely there must be a better solution than that…

In the end, I don't know when the steps stopped moving.

- ¿Gene?

-
…

- ¡Gene!

Snap!

- Oh! I raised a hand to the side of my head.

- What are you thinking here? So lost in your thoughts! There are many people here. - Tum
glared at me, while his hand continued to hold the position of shaking my head.

It was then that I realized that I was on the red carpet that had been laid out in front of the
mall to welcome VIPs and celebrity guests, lined up with cameramen and fans.

A quick glance revealed that the event was not too big, that there was a sponsoring snack
brand, like an event in a mall, and that fans who found out about it would flock to the event.

- I just said you were baffled, and less than a minute later, you're baffled again!

- Oh, I'm sorry! Where are you going…

- Backstage, Sib should be there.

-
…

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- That? Trying to back out?

- ¡No!

Tum sighed, shaking his head from side to side as he came back to my side, taking my
arm around my shoulders, pulling me forward with him harder before whispering to me.

- Smile, man, or people will think you don't want to come!

- Well…

At his words, I barely managed to elicit a smile, but my eyes did not show even an iota
of happiness. I lowered my head a little for fear of people finding out how I really felt,
and when I heard the fans of my book waving at me, I turned my head to look and
greeted them with a smile, my mood improved little by little. shortly when I saw that
someone greeted me in a friendly way.

Tum and I walk backstage. In fact, many events are held in shopping malls with open
space and no backstage, but this time, as there were many guests, the event organizers
took out a black cloth to separate them, in order to separate reporters or to avoid being
photographed with photos that would be published without permission.

When we entered, we found that the staff had already arranged the appearance order
of the guest stars, so as not to disturb them, Tum told me to wait first and I would meet
him when he came back from the stage.

- I say while we wait for it, let's take photos accordingly and post them on my IG
afterwards.

Sitting quietly I looked at him again.

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- Take pictures for what?

- It is the proof that we are together! I'll post the photo later and with text,
let's go!

-
…

I had reluctance written all over my face because I really wasn't in the mood
to take pictures.

After seeing my face in the photo, he read a few words, but only to say that
he would text the photo himself later, after which he buried his head in his
phone and never looked up again.

As I sat quietly, I heard the voice of the presenter outside through the
stereo, mixed with a flurry of cheers from the audience and a nice English
song playing, and the atmosphere was great.
However, since he was in a bad mood at the time, he sounded and felt
unusually upset. After a while, it seems someone called Tum, who was
sitting next to me, and he picked up the hook and waved at me, indicating
that he was going to take a call.

- Well, I'll sit here.

This was a bit loud so it came out around the black cloth.

He wasn't going anywhere, and he was sitting thinking about how he should
ask for help if Nubsib went backstage, still torn between fear of Nubsib's
reaction, but at the same time thinking, here we are, I'm going to talk to Sib
about anyway.

- ¡P’Gene!

Thoughts drifted off into the distance when I was suddenly startled by
someone hugging me tightly from behind, while an excited scream rang out.

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- I've missed you so much! Who have you come with?

- You…

I murmured and called out to him as he wrapped his arms around my neck and
brought his face closer and closer, then gently pressed it against mine. I froze for a
split second, but then I realized that Oei was backstage, which meant that Nubsib
must be back too.

So I immediately turned away from him and got up to look around again.

- Looking for who? Bb?

- Hmm! - I have not denied it.

- Sib is still out there being interviewed. Oei shrugged. -

He'll be here later, P'Gene, who did you come with?

- Tum, he has gone to answer the phone!

- Oh! - He nodded his head and then he seemed all aggravated and came to hug
my arm, he was a little smaller than me and when he approached like that, his head
and face could easily rest on my shoulder. - It's been a while since we saw each
other, not only do I miss you, but I'm worried about you, you haven't even returned
my messages since the news broke!

(T/ N: Sorry I can't hate this Oei, it's a love caring for them >-< Nothing to do with the
one they taught us in the TT series)

Since I added Oei to Line, although we don't talk every day, we do talk on occasion,
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than before. I think he has a great personality and loves to spill, like he has
another brother.

- P'Gene, how are you?

I froze for a moment.

- It's OK?

- Arguing with Sib, I can guess by looking at your face! He said the second half of
the sentence before I could put on a puzzled face, as if he knew I'd be surprised
how he knew.

- It's not really a fight!

- But a bit of conflict, right?

-
…

- Ugh, I told you, leave it and come with me! He shook his head and sighed.

-
…

- I'm kidding! Don't look like that! Seeing you like this also makes me feel bad.

I smiled awkwardly at him as he tightened his face.

- Actually, I asked Sib, but that jealous man refused to tell me about you, as usual.
Since yesterday, he has a cloud of cold air hovering over him and no one dares
to talk to him at school! - said Oei, and as for me, the more I listened, the more
difficult it became.

I knew he was upset and unhappy, but I didn't think he was angry to that extent.

Sib... he's especially mad at me, isn't he?

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- The modeling agency insisted on abusing Sib, I knew everything, and I'm
glad I didn't have that problem.

- How did you know?

- Sib has told me, because lately they have come and contacted us to work
as co-stars, even a movie! - Oei said, echoing what Tum and I had said. -

But Sib turned them all down, we talked about it, and I also turned down jobs
that wanted to use our Couple moment to attract viewers.

(T/ N: You see! A child's loveoooooo, helping them!!!! ><)

My eyes went wide.

- Because?

Earlier, Oei had said that he needed to use the money, and now he was
turning down high-paying jobs, so it would be a missed opportunity. The
thought that I could have turned down Sib for Sib's sake, so that the modeling
agency would stop pressuring Sib to continue taking jobs or renewing her
contract with the fact that they were a Couple, further depressed my spirits.

- Oh, it's not because of you, I really can't stand the Couple moment between
me and Sib anymore, lately we've been forced to be too much in the business
and Sib seems to be dealing with the modeling agency to propose some new
conditions.

- Make new terms?

- Yes, but how they are exactly, I don't know, he's not one to explain too much
in the first place.

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-
…
He had a complicated look as he listened and then tried to think of the ones he could
guess.

Since that day, Nubsib could have spoken to P'Tarm again?

- If Sib comes back, try to ask…

- Hey!

Before she could finish, her voice was cut off by a man with a work tag.

The staff member rushed over, panting and looking anxious, and opened his mouth to talk
about the next process, Oei nodded, frowned, turned to me helplessly, said to send me
messages, told me to make sure to return the messages, and left.

I stared at his back for a while, wondering what else was planned for this event next, and
wondering when Nubsib would return. I had doubted whether to face Sib or not, but after
hearing what Oei had said, my heart settled and I decided to face him.

Nubsib has made a new request with P'Tarm…

I especially want to ask you, how is everything going? Was there any problem?
I regretted letting things get to this point and resolved to find a new solution together
afterwards, but in the end he worked it out for himself.
your account.

I was still in the same place as before, but I could no longer sit quietly and wait like before,
I was pacing back and forth, trying to rush to meet Nubsib, my eyes glancing from time to
time at the only entrance leading to the stage.

Ten minutes... fifteen minutes... twenty minutes...

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Finally, I couldn't help it and decided to head there, trying to take a look at what
was happening outside. A hand reached for the black cloth and before it could
touch it, it was up.

- Of course not...!

I paused.

The man who was about to enter also stopped, and when it became clear who he
was, I immediately opened my mouth and screamed.

- ¡Sib!

The expression on the familiar face that I hadn't seen for two days changed a bit
when the other person saw that it was me.

Nubsib wore an elegant suit, his hair combed up to reveal his forehead, the
contours of his face showing more clearly, those eyes looking up at me, but the
atmosphere around him was growing cold.

I expected him to smile at me like he usually did, but no, his brows were furrowed.

- ¡Gene!

I wasn't mentally prepared for his reaction, so I froze.

- One…

- Why are you here?

The prepared words were blocked, unable to get out.

- They…

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Nubsib took a step forward, probably because I was in his way, and dodged
me, reaching out to close the black cloth tightly. It's even colder than the day
you told me to move into my
own house, and I feel like a hammer has fallen on me, and I'm dizzy and
confused.

There was nothing to do now, but I was afraid it would be like before, so I tried
to work to say something.

- I want to talk to you!

- Talk?

-
…

- There are a lot of journalists here, and staff, you should have seen them!
Nubsib's eyes swept around her, and she finally spoke calmly. - You promised
P'Tarm, there are still people from the company here, so come back first.

-
…

Seeing his attitude like this, I was numb from the tips of my fingers to the heels
of my feet.

This was the last scene he wanted to see.

Sib is mad at me?

He seemed beyond upset that I had come to see him. But then again, his words
make it impossible for me to say no.

I purse my lips tightly and take a step back, I have to control myself with all my
strength so that the bad mood doesn't show on my face, I nod and try not to let
my voice shake.

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- GOOD!

- If you want to talk about it, we'll do it at home!

- ...Well, I get it!

I lowered my head, feeling my ears ringing and unable to hear anything. I

immediately turn around to leave the place, mentally hoping that someone
behind me calls me, but, having taken a dozen steps, I do not hear anything!

I quickened my pace.

I even forgot to call Tum, and I don't know how I managed to get a cab in that
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I'll kiss you on the count of ten. Chapter 30.

Nubsib

My hand hesitantly tried to take Gene's arm, but ended up forcing it back and wrapping
it around my own neck. Seeing the familiar figure slowly disappear, I withdrew my own
eyes, and when I looked around, I noticed that the nearby staff were looking at me
with curious eyes.

Their gazes made my expression even colder and calmer than before, and when my
eyes met his, each of them dodged again.

I put my feet up on a chair and pulled out the phone to call someone else.

I didn't expect to see Gene here...

I didn't think she had the nerve to show up here after what she agreed with the
modeling agency. He always thinks of all aspects, so he will care more about the
people around him. I'm not saying I'm wrong for doing that, maybe I'm just being
selfish and don't care what kind of trouble people get into. But the bottom line is that
this problem cannot fall on Gene.

It's not that I didn't know that I had to distance myself from him in order to be
accountable to the film company and not lose his audience. But the fact that you have
agreed to P'Tarm's request has been annoying and annoying. There was nothing
wrong with a reasonable request from the film company, but he had told Gene that the
modeling agency wanted more than that, and if he agreed to their request this time,
he would find another reason to force us next time.

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After he agreed to another person, it began to harden inside him again. If we don't
let him understand this time and learn his lesson, something worse could happen
next time.

- Yeb! What's happening?

I stood there, calmly waiting for the other person to answer the phone, and the one I
was looking for came running towards me.

- It's over? Ugh, that… - He looked to his left and to his right. - Where is
Gene? Where was he? You've seen?

- Did you bring it here?

- ¡Hey...uh-uh!

- Why did you bring it here? I just asked you to go check on me, right? I immediately
frowned and reached out, ready to hit the call-out button, but P'Tum waved me over,
interrupting.

- I'll call him, Gene is here with me, go change!

He walks away to the other side, and even though I feel dissatisfied now, I decide to
control my emotions as usual and not show it. I changed back into my own clothes
and declined the staff's kind offer to remove my makeup.

- Gene is already home!

P'Tum ran slowly and my heart dropped when I heard my agent say that.

- How did he come back?

- In taxi!

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I thought about what he'd said for a moment, tearing my eyes from the other man's face,
putting the phone in my pants pocket, and reaching for the car keys and wallet that were on
the table beside me.

- Are you coming back to see Gene? You weren't even talking before, were you?

- Do you think this is the right place to talk and chat? I asked, and P'Tum stopped talking.

- It's just... I saw that you had problems between you, so I thought it would be good for you
to talk face to face and resolve it. Anyway, I'm the one who brought Gene here, and
everyone knows that Gene and I are friends, so it shouldn't be any news!

- So, phi, what happens if your sister finds out about this?

-
…
- As if the other guy had just remembered this, he looked up to meet my eyes with a
nervous look. - Yes, I just remembered, that you went to talk about a new contract, I'm sorry!

-
…

- So you're still mad at Gene?

- ¡No!

I admit that, at first, I was a little angry and aggrieved. Because Gene said it was a small
thing, like I cared a lot and wanted to keep our relationship going, but instead Gene cared
more about each other. Then I seriously thought about it and realized that Gene didn't want
to get everyone in trouble and thought it would be best if everyone backed off. Or, above
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I understand all of that, but what I want Gene to know is that I don't care as much about the
job, I care more about his feelings, and I don't want to see him push himself and be left
alone afterwards. Gene knows full well that what P'Tarm wants isn't just for us to keep our
distance while the show is on, he wants us to separate, and it's amazing that Gene agreed
so easily. I want you to know what you're going to face after giving your promise so easily.

Doing it doesn't make me feel better. Absolutely…

- So about the new contract, you're going to say…

- I already told you!

- ¡Oh! …
His expression relaxed a bit. - That's good!

- The important trips are over, so I'll let you tell everyone for me!

Normally, he would complain about it, but today he was nodding a lot.

- Mmmmm, keep going! Hurry up and go have a good talk with Gene, you guys are like this
because of my sister, making me feel like it's my fault!

I didn't say anything other than nod my head and say thank you. I chose a less crowded
path to the parking lot and left the mall with my foot on the accelerator.

Knowing that Gene was home, I headed straight for the apartment.

Twenty minutes later, the familiar building appeared in front of me, and I didn't realize until
now that I had been driving quite fast.

Yesterday I spoke to the modeling agency so that they would make me a new contract, but
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another chat with Gene, although earlier he had told him to come back first to keep his
distance, thinking it would only be two or three days. For me, those two or three days that
have just passed have been really long.

Gene should also understand that being apart like this is really unacceptable for both of them.

I took a step up the flat path, and as soon as I turned the corner, I saw a familiar figure
standing against the door of my own house.

-
…

At that moment, the steps he was taking suddenly stopped.

The person was still wearing the same outfit he wore at the event a few hours ago, his head
hung low as if only his toes were clinging to the ground, and his breathing was slow but audible.

It was as if he was thinking about something alone, and he didn't hear the sound of my shoes
on the floor.

His reluctance made me feel bad.

I sighed, walked over to him and stood in front of him.

Why are you standing on...

-
…

-
…

My eyes went wide, and the moment Gene raised his head, it was as if everything had stopped.

The words that were about to come out were choked out.

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- Why are you crying?

- They…

The other man seemed to have just woken up, and when he looked up and saw me, his round eyes widened even more.

At first, all I saw was a pair of slightly red eyes, but when we locked eyes, the other person seemed to lose control.

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"You don't have to say I'm sorry, I'm the one who...didn't talk to you properly about how I
should respond to P'Tarm and just agreed to it like that." In the future, if we run into any
problems, let's talk about it and find a solution together, I don't want to get you in trouble again!

I stepped back a bit and looked at the familiar face.

-
…

-
…

I have always loved him, but after what happened, I felt that I should love him, take care of
him and attend to him more than ever.

I woke up feeling hot breath coming from the side.

- ¿Gene?

I moved my hand on her waist and touched her face with my palm, it was hot and rolling, I
frowned and hurriedly got up to turn on the bedside lamp.

- Hmm? - As soon as I moved my body, a growl escaped from the other man's throat.

Sick…

My face immediately tightened, and as soon as the lights came on, I could see that Gene was
flushed, frowning, breathing heavily, and looking uncomfortable. He was feverish but curled
up as if he were cold, I immediately covered him with the sheets and looked at the clock
again, it was only after 1 in the morning, Gene had only been asleep for 2 or 3 hours…

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-
…

-
…

- Gene. - Nubsib spoke, after a moment of silence.

- Huh?

- Did you know? Now, so directly you surprise me.

- I paused.
-
…

The hand that was holding Nubsib stopped in midair, and after hearing his words, I
realized what he had just said.

My mouth parted slightly and the man across from me smiled as he got up and down
the bed, moving closer to me and pressing his hand to the back of my neck, forcing
me to look up before his lips pressed to mine. And then... he came out.

This Nubsib… I muttered after the door closed.

I went over to turn off the lights, as for the exterior lights, Nubsib would turn them off
for me before leaving. I collapsed on my bed, finally able to stretch after sitting in
front of my computer for hours, lay down and stretched.

I have been back home since I recovered three or four days ago.

The first night, Nubsib was willing to listen to me, probably because he was still in
the process of blaming himself, and he listened to everything I said and did everything
I told him, even though I felt most of the blame was on me. But, by the time a few
nights after that, he opened the door himself with his room card and came looking
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determined never to soften! Although I already knew the reason why he told me to pack
my bags and go home at that moment and everything was already said, he still did not
commit, we are going to be separated for now until the end of the series... We must!
hold out until it's all over and there aren't many months left!

The day I went to the event with Tum to see Nubsib, I really thought he would break up
with me. At that moment, my mind was in a mess and was spinning slowly, and I couldn't
think of anything other than that. When I got home, I just thought about what to do next,
and if I really had to break up, I wanted to hear Nubsib tell me in person, so I decided to
stay at the door and block it, even though my head was pounding and I didn't have much
strength in my mind. that moment.

I don't know how I could have been in such a bad mood that I shed tears...

I haven't even cried reading romance novels when I come across a sad plot. However, I
am also aware of my tearful nature and am extra sensitive to things around the house,
pets, or other touching stories. This time it turned out to be between me and Nubsib,
probably because the event was so stressful for me.

The look that appeared on Nubsib's face when he saw me crying is still in my head,
lingering.

I know Sib was just as upset as I was.

- Ah...

I sighed softly remembering it. I felt a little embarrassed and a little frustrated just
thinking about the image of myself crying, being so old, almost 26 years old... and shit,
crying and then getting really sick right after, when I normally wouldn't have been sick.
not once in years!

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I don't even get too sick, I just shower and rest after getting wet. But when I get sick, it's
not just a cold, it's a fever, and it's hard to get better, like this time, even with medicines, I
stayed at Nubsib's place for 3 nights…

¡Line! ¡Line!

The ringing of the phone placed next to my pillow startled me and the thoughts in my head
dissipated.

Tum: ¡Gene!

Tum: Are you going to the set tomorrow? It's the last day!

Gene: Are you going?

Gene: If you don't go, I can't go either!

Tum: Stay with Oei, it shouldn't be a problem.

Purpose: ...

Tom: oooh! I almost forget it.

Tum: So you're going to be pinned to bed by a jealous Nubsib when you get home...
whoops!

Tom: (expression)

Tum sent several messages in a row and I felt my hands itch reading the message he sent
and an extreme yawn emoji.

Gene: Just tell me if you're going or not?

Gene: I'm deciding whether or not to go. It's the last day and I want to go.

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Tum: I was supposed to go with another artist, but the company sent someone else to replace
me. I should be free when I finish my business!

Tomorrow is the last day of shooting before the cast finishes the series, and I am the writer and I
want to go so that others can see it too, and I am very attached to the shooting of the series,
although everyone in the cast knows the reason why they don't see me much these days.

I texted and talked to Tum for a while, then I got sleepy so I sent him a good night emoji, closed
the screen, charged the phone and got ready to sleep. Suddenly another new message appeared
and I had to pick up the phone again to read it.

Nubsib: Bedtime! Stop playing with Line!

-
…

How did you know that...

In the morning, I got up about thirty minutes before the alarm went off.

I had just finished taking a shower and putting in my contact lenses when Tum's video call came
through. I hit the answer button, but first I told her to look at my bedroom ceiling because I hadn't
cleaned up yet, and I opened my closet to find a shirt to wear.

[Am I going to pick you up or not?] The voice comes from the phone.

- You're free, huh? Don't you have to go pick up Sib?

[¡Bb goes alone!]

- Oh! Alright! Where are you now?

[I am near Soirangnam. I'll be at your apartment soon.]

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- Good! I'm almost there, send me a message, I'll wait for you downstairs!

I hung up the phone, let Tum's part hang up and got dressed and cleaned up
myself. If it was near the Victory Memorial Tower, it should take time to get there,
so I went out to get two pieces of toast to eat and fill my stomach.

(Note: The Victory Memorial Tower is a landmark in Bangkok with a very crowded
environment and Soirangnam (the name of the place) is in its vicinity.)

In the meantime, I just texted to tell Nubsib that I saw his message when I woke
up in the morning, I had already told him that I would be visiting the set today, I
just wasn't sure if I would be going alone or what, just in time for him. Tum was
free, so I sent a message to tell Nubsib some more.

Nubsib doesn't have school this week because she has final exams next week,
which is after the 16th, and the 16th happens to be the closing party for the cast,
so luckily it's not the same day. There was so much to do that he was busy day
after day, and I don't know if he had time to read and review. When I lived with
him, I would sometimes see him take out his study materials and read them before
going to bed, especially when he had to take time off work to film, he would go
get them during his break and read them again.

I wanted to help him, but the problem was that I wasn't studying very well myself…
um…we really shouldn't go back to those harrowing memories too often!

Fifteen minutes later, as soon as I got Tum's message, I packed up my things and
went downstairs to wait.

We arrived at the same university where we were before, where we were from the
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it was a college love story, so 70 to 80 percent of the shooting locations were

inside the college.

It was two or three in the afternoon in Thailand when we got out of the car, and
it was so hot you would melt.

- They are taking a break, do you want to go sit there? Do you want to go
somewhere?

- Nowhere, only with you.

I can't get close to Nubsib to talk or stay with him, the more I'm in a place like
the set the less I can do because all the people from the film company are there.

Before there was no problem because there were no reporters on the set and
the filming crew was professional enough not to steal photos of the actors or
betray their personal information behind their backs. From the explanatory
notice that was sent, I don't know how many would believe it and how many
would not, but they all said nothing more!

Everyone greeted each other normally, and I was still a bit self-conscious and
felt like it was my fault, so I just laughed a little dry.

- ¡P’Gene!

Oei, who was sitting under the rest tent, greeted me.

- Hour!

There were other actors, Nubsib and Saimok sitting there as well, and I greeted
everyone, nodded to Nubsib, who was looking at me with little further expression,
and then smiled kindly at Saimok and the others.

It felt so weird to put on such a show of distancing from him…

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Since Tum was there, there was nothing wrong with coming over to sit with them, and
Oei pulled up a small folding chair and sat in front of me, then chatted affectionately
with me, while Tum sat in the empty seat on the other side.

Nubsib and Saimok sat across from me, with a small table between them.

- P'Gene, have you seen the last episodes of the series? IM handsome?

I shook my head.

- I have not seen it yet! I've only seen the first ones and I've thought about leaving it for
when it finishes airing and seeing it all together.

- Pity! ...but it's okay. - Oei leaned closer to me and then whispered. -
Actually, you don't have to see it, otherwise you would have to see me and Sib pairing
up and I get goosebumps just thinking about it, and besides, if you get jealous of me,
I'll run out of luck! !

At first, I just laughed, and when I heard the words that followed, my expression
immediately changed.

- No way!

- All puckered face. - Oei laughed and got a little closer to me. - How beautiful! Let me
squeeze it.

- Hey!

Nubsib's low, soft voice made both Oei and I stop and turn to see that the corners of
his handsome face were turned up, but it wasn't hard to tell what he was trying to say
from the look shooting into his eyes.

Still smiling, Oei came over and hugged me by the arm.

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- What's happening?

- Come sit here!

- Because? You are jealous! I will not abandon you. - Oei raised her eyebrows and said
with a false voice.

(T/ N: I would have loved to see this in the series, how I laugh with that jealousy and Oei
causing jokes HAHAHAHA)

If it had been earlier, before I really knew Oei, I would have thought he was charming and
bouncy and a jokester. But now that I know him, he goes out of his way to find something
to do!

-
…
- Sib kept smiling and looking at his friend.

Oei also continued with the face of "What's wrong with you? I know nothing". But it didn't
last long, finally losing the battle because he couldn't take Nubsib's pressure, letting go of
my arm and moving his chair back to get away from me, muttering under his breath, “I'm
coming! Not even like that, so petty."

At the time, I didn't know what expression to make and was about to open my mouth to
talk about something else, but when I looked up, I saw the manager getting out of the van
parked on the other side, so I stood up, said with I snapped my "come later" mouth and
quickly headed over there, glancing at Principal Mai, who wasn't too busy, so I went over
to say hello.

- Hey, Gene!

- Hour!

- Hello hello! How is everything? It has been a difficult time for you. - Mai said it, and I
knew exactly what she meant.

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- Just... okay!

Seeing my awkward smile, he raised his hand and patted me hard on the
shoulder.

- Have you seen the series? What do you think?

- I saw a few.

- How was it? Value it.

I almost burst out laughing, but I controlled it and replaced it with a big smile.

- Exceptionally good!

Principal Mai laughed aloud in satisfaction and patted me on the shoulder

again.

- We have already finished filming today, tomorrow is the celebration of the

series finale party, so don't forget to come and toast with me. I will be waiting.

- That is sure! Thank you.

The director went to the other side and shouted, indicating the start of work.

I looked at all the guys working, and after a long while, I didn't get up until the
shouts of the director sounded again, and everyone's cheers and applause
reached my ears, and I saw all the staff with smiles on their faces. , and I
couldn't help but catch the atmosphere of joy and smile with them, as we all
worked together for months to finally come to fruition.

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At that moment, the familiar figure in the distance looked this way, and when our eyes
met, the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile, and while no one was looking, I also
gave him a big smile.

After finishing recording, all that remained was to celebrate!

I got some hairspray out of the bottle, rubbed it into my hands and began to fix my hair,
to expose my forehead and, since I was not wearing contact lenses, to press my face to
the mirror, looking to the right and left.

Hmm, looks good!

- Gene! - a deep and familiar voice sounded from the door and I turned to look.

Nubsib entered, still looking at me. I couldn't see the expression on his face as we were
both standing far away. I focused on getting together and when I reacted, he was already
by my side.

- Why are you dressed like that?

I frowned in confusion when I heard his slightly stern voice.

- What's happening? My hair is not too bad with this.

- It's not ugly, yes! But who are you going to seduce dressed like this?

I was almost attracted to saliva.

- What are you talking about? I definitely want to dress up and look good for a celebration
party. I want to look handsome in the photos.

- Just keep it to look good at home.

- Who can see if you look good at home?

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- I'm worried!

My hand stopped and my eyes immediately went to the taller man next to
-
…

me.

- There is still time, why don't you go wash your hair?

- That's all! We will be late to wash the hair again.

Nubsib frowned and ended up smiling slightly. His attitude froze me for a
moment because I thought he would drag me to wash my hair, but Nubsib
said nothing more after all. I turned around and capped the hairspray bottle,
grabbed a fancy jacket over the outside of the white T with the show's title on
it, and went to the bathroom to wash my hands, finishing everything up and
walking out to see the guy sitting and waiting already. standing.

Nubsib's eyes gazed at me, darting from head to toe before finally returning
to her face, and her attitude sent a wave of strangeness and discomfort
through me.

- Look?

- There is no pass! Too handsome. - his brow furrows.

- You, stop using the word 'handsome' to compliment guys, okay?

- Well well! You're handsome.

Nubsib smiled, raising his hand slightly to me, and though I was still slack-
jawed because the guy didn't deserve it, I reached over to him and he lifted
his arm around my waist, leaning down to press his nose hard against the
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Entering the entrance we see Tum, also in a white patterned T-shirt, sitting on the sofa
with a serious expression, phone in hand as if he is contacting someone, probably
something from his work. He didn't look up until he heard our voices and got up
immediately.

- Finally, you two! They weren't going around doing something shady and making me
wait here in the cold, were they?

- Fuck you!

This loser friend, he owes a reprimand!

- Go Go! Ooh, Sib! There's a new job on the way, I'll tell you the details later!

Tum takes out the car keys and we all go downstairs together.

Yesterday was the last day of shooting, so today is the farewell party, in a restaurant at
7 pm. Tum offered to come and take us, since Nubsib and I can't get too close in public
yet, so just showing up with my friend Tum won't get us in trouble.

Tum seemed to still feel self-conscious about his sister, even though I had told him not
to think about it too much and that it wasn't his fault.

- We'll go in together later, you guys get out of the car while I park it!

Hearing the cackling sound of wheels racing over gravel, I peeked around and realized
that the restaurant had an air-conditioned area and then an outdoor area as well,
decorated with trees around it that seemed to give Shadow, the middle area seemed
perfect for a party like this, and I heard a burst of music.

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- You have an exam tomorrow, you can't drink today! - I couldn't help but tell the person
next to me. There was a step between us, because we didn't want anyone to see it or
any more photos to come out.

- You're the one who can't drink, right?

- Because? I can drink, let's put it that way, I can't say I can't have a thousand drinks, but
I'm not a vegetarian either!

- But you'd better not drink until you're unconscious, or I won't be able to sleep tonight.

- Huh? Are they connected in some way?

When I turned my head to look at him with a confused face, I saw a small smile at the
corner of his mouth.

- Don't you remember what you did to me that time?

-
…
- I was immediately speechless. Even though he didn't look me in the eye,
I thought about his comment and oh shit my face felt like it was on fire!

Tum was literally my savior, and I turned around to see him get out of the car and greet
us, so I immediately walked up to him and put my arms around his shoulders.

The cast and crew arrived, divided into three or four tables, an empty space in front of
this restaurant which was originally a small stage for the band's singer to sing was now
a backdrop with the title of the large play. size sprinkled on it, the director said that after
everyone finished eating, they would take a photo together as a souvenir.

There was no way around it, Nubsib and I had to sit separately, he was an actor so he
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across the table from Principal Mai, but luckily Tum was still sitting next to me.

- Eat more, haha! The money for the event is already paid, so eat all you want. It will be difficult to
see you later. - The director smiled widely, in a good mood.

- Thank you.

- Tum, have a little! Where is Gene? Do you want some?

- They…

- Aww~ Drink a little! The youth table is already high! We are old, but we can still get drunk. Let's
order alcohol to get drunk, come on!

Tum and I were handed a glass as the waitress continued to pour drinks to the side.

Fortunately, Director Mai did not insist on convincing us that we should, and kept talking to us about

this and that, but the main topic of conversation was Tum's desire to convince Nubsib to act in his

next production, which he is directing. , and that seems to be a family story, with some elves and

ghosts, and no emphasis on the

romance.

That's when I couldn't help but look over at that table over there, and I saw a rather fresh-faced

employee approaching Nubsib, holding her phone as they both took a selfie, so close their faces
were pressed together.

-
…

- Gene! - said Tum, giving me a nudge.

- Oh!

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- If you look like that, people should be suspicious later!

The comment made me jump and I hastily turned around, pulling my eyes away and looking
at the plates and assorted food before me.

I tried to push away some kind of emotion that had risen inadvertently, but it seemed a bit
difficult, so I took the wine that the waiter had poured for me earlier and drank it myself.

- That everyone comes to take a photo and upload it to social networks, it happens that
Paem, who is in charge of writing the news for the leisure website today, is here!

- ¡Gene!

- Huh?

-
…

-
…

- Do you know that your face is swollen right now? - Nubsib's deep voice sounded in the
small four-seater elevator.

Hearing her words, I froze, unconsciously reaching up a hand to touch my face, wondering
what kind of expression she had before, but now it was a soft puckering of the lips before
falling into contemplation.

- Angry for what?

I froze again and frowned, shaking my head.

- Anything!

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- Mad at me?

- ¡No!

Suddenly there was a "ding" and the elevator doors opened. It was nine at night,
and although many houses were still awake, it was quiet and there was no one
in the hallway.

When the celebration was over, Tum took Nubsib and me back to the apartment
and didn't come up because he had to pick up some things from the office.
After the drinks, I felt my face flush, but I wasn't drunk, I wasn't walking crooked,
and besides… I'd had enough to eat, so I wasn't too drunk.

Fiddling with my card to get ready to open the door, my mind kept spinning. As
soon as I opened the door and stepped inside, Nubsib squeezed in right behind
me.

- Ugh ugh! What are you doing here? - I raised my hand and pushed him on the
shoulder, looking left and right, afraid that someone would see us.

- Are you still angry with me and will you let me come back like this if I don't cajole you?

- No, I'm not mad at you!

- So what do you mean by that look on your face now? His long, slender fingers
pushed my still-frowning forehead. I blinked and looked past that hand to the
face of the taller man in front of me.

I felt a strange pang of discontent seeing a slight smile on that handsome face.

- Let me guess.

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- Jealousy?

- Nothing of that. - I immediately removed his hand.

- I won't get mad if you're jealous... I'll be happy!

The look on his face calmed me down a bit, turning his head to the other side and letting out a soft
sigh.

- I said that I'm not jealous, it's not that I'm doubting you.

- ¡Oh!

- Only me…

-
…

- Seeing that so many people take pictures with you like this... - and I stopped for a moment, trying
to find some euphemism to not seem so embarrassed, but my thesaurus was in a hurry and I
didn't know how to explain it, so I finally whispered the words. - I'm a little jealous.

- Jealousy?

- Well, not at all to you. - I said hastily, but my eyes kept looking away, not at him, so I didn't know
what expression or emotion was on his face, and we were silent. I had just started to feel a little
frustrated and now a little embarrassed and was about to turn and hide in the bedroom when a
giggle rang in my ears.

...My brow wrinkled even more than before.

- What are you laughing at, aren't you...?

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Nubsib pulled me into his arms, my back pressed against his chest as he buried his
face in my neck, his actions leaving me speechless and my body tensing.

Leaning in so close, the skin near my ear felt soft to the touch.

- Wait a little longer, the show is almost over.

-
…

- By then, you can take photos wherever you want, whenever you want, you can take
a thousand photos!

Nubsib was putting me at ease, but for some reason, my face was getting hotter and
hotter after hearing that!

- I'm not that bad…

I know I can't do anything about this kind of thing, but I can't help this feeling that boils
inside me on its own. Today's dinner is to celebrate the end of Nubsib's job, and I want
to take a picture with him like everyone else. Actually, it wasn't impossible to find an
excuse to say "good cooperation" after the photo shoot, but I didn't know if something
would come up again, so it was best to hide, for everyone's sake.

Neither of us spoke, Nubsib kept holding me and her hands caressed me gently, and I
didn't force myself to move away, and there was the sound of her breathing in my ears,
when suddenly, she said.

- So... while we're at it, let's take a picture!

- Huh?

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His hand leaves my waist and he pulls his phone out of his jeans pocket, his
long, slender fingers tapping the camera from the still-locked screen of his
phone and aiming the lens at us.

- Wait…

I immediately reach out my hand to stop him.

Nubsib looked at the screen of his phone, and he felt strange when he realized
that the picture on the phone he was looking at was none other than me.
myself, and my face, which was already hot from the alcohol, was now even
hotter.

- Get your hands off me!

- For! Do not do it! Why are you filming?

Nubsib raised the corner of her mouth and smiled.

- Don't you want to record it? Don't worry, I won't let anyone else see it!

- You! - I raised my hand to grab it and he dodged it immediately, but the

camera stayed pointing at me and I could clearly see him pressing the "take
photo" button. - Nubsib! I don't…

Unable to finish the sentence, his other free hand cupped my cheek making
my jaw go still. Leaning down to use her own lips, she immediately placed
them on top of mine.

And before I could open my mouth to speak, his hot tongue seized the
opportunity, slipping easily into my mouth without any effort, sweeping forcefully
until there was an embarrassing sound next to his ear. My hand touching her
body, making her shirt crinkle, while my eyes started to cloud over a bit. I could
see that the cell phone camera in the other hand was still focusing on us.

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As we kiss...

- Mmmm.

When Nubsib moved her face back, she gently licked her lips to clean the
saliva from around her.

A wave of embarrassment and strangeness bubbles up and I lunge for the

phone, but Nubsib keeps pushing my body with the same hand he just used
and I fall to the ground, the phone's camera pointing from front to back.

- It's perfect.

-
…

- Dressed on purpose so seductively.

(T/ N: I would have liked for Gene's jealousy in the series, aissshhhhh>____<)

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epilogue 1

Nubsib

I hold my card close to the lock and gently push it open with my hand, the damper in
the room also makes it easier to open and close the door, I hold it against the door
and turn to face the caller.

- Gene, come here.

The owner of the name he was following kept looking left and right, all the way from
the car to the balcony, his eyes round as if he was thinking about something, and his
expression expressing his thoughts and emotions.

- Your apartment is so annoying. - he told me, standing next to me, in front of the
door, with his little face turned towards me.

- Can an apartment be so annoying?

- He can't, but I hate you.

I didn't answer anything, my mouth curling into a smile bigger than it was, trying to
control myself from rubbing the face of the person who was making everything super
charming, before walking into the room with one arm crossed.

Walking into the room, Gene was still as curious as ever, pacing as if he'd been
caught in a new circle.

This is where I used to live...

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This building was a family estate, and since our family was mainly a real estate resource,
when we came back from abroad, we chose a still empty residence closer to the school
to live in, and we did not keep many of our important things at home, and the We all
move here.

Even though she had already bought the room next to Gene's, everything she didn't
want to move was still in its original place.

- There really is a pool.

The cool breeze came in as the other man walked over and opened the balcony door,
and there was the sound of water in the pool.

- Do you want to swim? - I took a step forward.

Feet stop at the glass door, Gene continues to look around the pool.

- More or less.

Acting and looking like a child pretending to be an adult, not knowing that the more he
does, the prettier he appears.

- Do you want to try it?

- What is mine is yours, feel free to do what you want.

The listener's mouth opened slightly and he approached with a quizzical expression, but
in the end he said nothing, stepping back and gently touching the water with his clean
foot, as if testing the temperature, before lowering his head and playing with it. the water
with your hands.

All the previous story about Gene and I had been explained, but sleeping in the same
room was still a problem, and if the people in the apartment looked closely and found
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same room and we were together all day, even if it had been explained, it would
still be worse than before, and then there was... I felt like the dumbest person
ever for letting Gene pack up and go to sleep in his room. own room.

Gene can sleep alone, but I can't sleep without Gene to hold him.

I worked hard to get the other person to agree to sleep together, and I introduced
Gene to move in so there wouldn't be an empty room to move into until the end
of the drama.

The building was family owned and security was well done so there was no need
to worry about any news getting out.

Gene too... My eyes were still following him, and after seeing that he finished
playing with the water with his hands, he sat on the edge of the pool, under
those white legs and played with the water, facing the wind, smiling lightly, in a
good mood, causing me to follow, and I was relieved to see that he was pleased.

- Don't blow too much, you won't feel good afterwards.

- I don't care, I don't get sick so easily.

- Didn't you get sick last time? It is better to be careful.

Gene said I was worrying too much, but I didn't care, I just didn't want to see him
uncomfortable like that again.

- Okay, so you'll sleep here tonight? And the rest?

- I'll have it brought to you later, but if you want to take your own things that's
fine too.

- Hmm! No problem.

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- I'll be in my room.

Since he hadn't been back for a long time, someone has come to clean, but there are still
many things to check.

It's the highest floor and it has many rooms but the study and many of the rooms are
locked but the whole room is the one with the great light view it's not the biggest room but
it's enough for me and Gene Let's go to sleep, I get the card out of my room and stuff,
thinking of changing it to Gene's name so I can easily use it later.

- It is cold…

I heard some muttering just as I got back to my room.

I went out to the balcony and saw Gene getting out of the pool, somehow his whole body
was wet, his light blue shirt was stuck to his body and his shirt was dripping.

- Did you go down to the water to play?

- No... - A dry laugh. - I slipped in the pool when I got up.

-
…
- I didn't know what to think. - Then go shower and change.

- Wait, otherwise I will wet the floor.

With a soft sigh, I first put down what I was holding, then placed my hands under his
armpits and lifted him into the room while listening to his surprised voice.

It wasn't short, but with his size and muscles, he was able to lift it.

- I can walk, that's all, what's the point of taking me like this?

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I put Gene in the clean bathroom.

- If you don't want to wet the floor, the only thing you can do is take a quick shower.

There were many more towels and clothes in the room, I chose them and took them to him,
seeing that he whispered thanks to me, he smiled, closed the door and went out.

It was time to ask for a reward for such good service tonight.

Then when packing, I hadn't called before to come stay here, there were still no
snacks, veggies, milk or anything in the fridge, I contacted the cleaning woman, she
had things done and went back to the room. room.

- Sib.

The man at the side of the table turned as he heard the door open.

Gene had changed into my clean clothes and had a pair of glasses on his dainty
nose.

- This.

- ¿Hmm?

- The same bear as in your car.

I looked where he was pointing, and as I got closer, I realized what Gene was talking
about with the bear.

The table was not really used, there was hardly anything on it except a lamp sitting on
it, in the center of the table was a three-story model of a building, one side was open
and various small pieces of furniture could be seen inside. As for the bears you were
talking about

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Gene, there were three or four cream-colored bears placed at the bottom of the
House.

I laughed at the look on Gene's face.

- Are you still jealous of a bear?

- No. - The man next to me had a nonchalant look, but if you looked closely you knew that the
corners of his lips were sticking out. - I was just wondering, so you also have a part of a child, it
seems that you like this bear a lot, more than enough to start a family.

I laughed and didn't answer anything, I just gave him what little was in the house.

Gene took it right away, every time I saw him in my car he wanted to take it and he didn't, and
when he had it he would turn it and turn it, dark-eyed.

- Have you bought everything?

- No. It's not really mine.

- It is not yours?

- Well, someone else gave it to me.

He looked at me and frowned

- Someone else? An ex-boyfriend?

- Where is the ex-boyfriend?

-
…

- You do not remember?

- No, I don't remember what.

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- We used to fight over the bear doll.

- ¿Eh?...

The person listening raised his voice, looked at the bear, watched it closely, then looked at
me and said.

- Liar.

Although he didn't buy it, I wasn't surprised and turned to look at the two or three bears at
the back of the house.

- These bears were given to me when I was a child, there was a family of bears, and the
house, which you also decorated in my room.

- A family of bears, a house, that I decorated? - Gene repeated the words.

I turned on the table lamp and the soft light allowed me to see Gene more clearly.

- I was playing in your room at the time and I saw how much you liked the bear, so I wanted
it too, but you wouldn't give it to me, and when Auntie Ran found out she made you share
two of them with me, and it was So when you got angry and told me to take them all and
that you didn't want them anymore… - He kept telling the old days, but he knew he was
also hiding something. - You do not remember?

- Just... You're talking about something familiar.

-
…

- Then why do you take other people's toys?

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I smiled, with Gene I really wanted to express my happiness anytime I was with him, because whatever

unhappy thing came up, it was easy to take that step as long as he was around.

- I don't know, I didn't know until I grew up...

-
…

- Because you liked it so much that I didn't like it instead.

-
…

- I was jealous.

I don't know when it was that I poured out all my emotions on Gene.

Being still little and not understanding myself, not knowing how to express it when I saw Gene focus on

something above me, I used a method that made him angry to make him focus more on me.

Gene has always meant a lot to me, the first time I met him I thought he was a funny guy, after that he

was able to take me beyond piano lessons, I thought he was Superman, I grew up a bit and I thought he

was the cutest brother of the world, and so far, it was all I had growing up, and more than that, that I

wanted and it was exclusive.

- You…

The voice rang out and the person who said it lowered the volume, looking down so that only their

cheeks and eyes were visible.

- Angry?

- No. It's good to keep having you, why would I get angry.

Gene has always been very nice and sweet to me.

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- It is also yours, you can play with it whenever you want.

-
…

- But don't focus on them over me.

- Did you know?

-
…

- Now I pay more attention to you than to everything else. - he said, not very loud, but
enough for me to hear.

Those words froze me for a moment, making the shy blushing man look at me
questioningly, but still giving me a big smile.

So big that I couldn't stop my lips from pressing against his cheek...

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epilogue 2

Gene

The mall was especially crowded on Saturday night.

Especially at the restaurant level, I saw that almost all the shop assistants
were busy, at first I thought of making a reservation first, but since I didn't
know what to eat, I went over and bought the movie tickets first.

Today, after Nubsib came back from university, he invited me to see a movie,
before that we arranged to go home for a few days in February, and today it
was time to pack, watch the movie, have dinner and drive straight to home,
staying two or three days to ease my thoughts of home, and my parents'
thoughts of me, and Nubsib had no work this week.

- Do you want to see something?

- Well…

I looked at these movies on the screen, there were two ghost movies on the
list, one from Thailand and one from a European or American country, both
quite excited, and I turned to the person next to me and asked.

- Is it okay to watch ghost movies? You're not afraid of ghosts, I remember.

We wouldn't be this close if I was scared...

I remember one time in the first year when Tum came and lied to me that
Nubsib was afraid of ghosts because he wanted me to live with him and he
gave Sib a job after he secretly decided.

- Even if I'm afraid, I'll see it with you if you want.

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I looked at him after hearing those words and shrugged as he said.

- I want to watch the movie in peace and quiet, not hear the screams of the people next
door.

They squeezed my face hard.

- Can't comfort your boyfriend if he's yelling?

- Can't. - I said nonchalantly, walking towards the box office, which wasn't too full, and I
didn't take long to arrive.

- Regular seats, paid in cash.

When the person next to me finished buying the ticket and brought it to me, I started
choosing my seat with the staff.

After the series premiered three weeks ago, Nubsib and I don't have to be too careful
in public, and if it were earlier, I'd probably be embarrassed that Nubsib and Oei liked
each other, but now I'm just worried about Nubsib and me.

It's not that it's anything exaggerated out there, it's that Nubsib and I don't have to act
like we don't know each other very well anymore out there.

- Do you want to eat something?

- I'll let you choose today, I invite you.

- No thanks, your boyfriend can feed himself.

He wrinkled his nose at that.

- Better save your money, I'm going to quit after that.

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Nubsib's new contract was finalized with the company, so he only has to work another
three months before he can leave, and I heard Tum say that his schedule is tight and
he has a lot to do, so he's tired.

The good thing is that Nubsib has a good memory, so the work did not clash with the
class hours.

- So Korean food, right?

- The other day you said you wanted to eat...

- ¿P'Sib?

My voice was muffled by a scream from my side.

My Nubsib turned at almost the same time to look at the person making so much noise.

- P'Nubsib is here, he is a real person, P'Gene is here too, come together, hi guys.

The approaching boys wore high school uniforms, their faces nothing more than
excitement and shyness as their eyes darted to Nubsib.

I blinked and looked uncontrollably at those next to me.

Despite having released a statement saying that he would not accept any more job
offers in the coming months, he still had a lot of people pending, uploading photos of
what he was doing or posting, and sometimes leaving without anyone noticing him, but
sometimes hanging out with a lot of little fans reaching out like this.

- Can we take a picture together, just for a while, five minutes?

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- We all follow SibGene's page, but it's the first time we see Gene in person. He is very
handsome, and today he is wearing pink glasses.

-
…

I laughed awkwardly...

Nubsib ended up taking pictures with them, and even though I'm not much of a star
actor, they stopped me to take pictures with them.

- Thank you very much, can I upload it?

- Nubsib is always on IG... I'll be waiting.

The girls waved warmly and left, accompanied by soft squeals of happiness, and I said
good-bye to them, though my smile grew stiff as I wasn't quite used to such occasions.

We didn't tell anyone what our relationship was, but we also didn't deny that we weren't, I
didn't pay much attention to the page that Nubsib and I shared, but I knew that a lot of
people who followed this page were pretty sure that Sib and I were coming out.

As I turned to look at the person next to me, I received a look

threatening.

- Didn't I tell you not to dress so handsome?

- Just… P'Lily was kind enough to give them to me, so I used them for a while.

From these pink glasses to the clothes and shoes, everything I've worn today came out
of P'Lily's closet.

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P'Lily is a second gender girl or her first time in Thai fashion, I met her last Christmas
when Nubsib participated in the show.

- Sends you clothes as a polite way of asking you to advertise for him
to your clothes.

- Hmm? As?

- Because he knows I like to take pictures of you.

I'm still a bit confused.

- Then take them yourself.

- But I don't want to. I love you.

-
…

- But again, I want people to know… - A pair of sharp eyes turned to me. - You are mine.

Nubsib seemed like she was deliberately trying to make me feel shy, and she succeeded.

- They…

-
…

- I'm hungry…

The person listening to me was laughing softly, seeming to be in a good mood, which
made my face heat up even more.

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After this, back home, although I spent the night in my own house and had
dinner with my parents, I also spent a few nights in the house next door, so
that Aunt Orn would be happy with me.

In fact, it was something Daddy didn't like very much, but he didn't say much
about it because he and Uncle Wat had been neighborhood friends for many
years, as had Mommy and Auntie Orn, and I think it was partly because Dad
didn't want her to bother people and partly because he didn't want her to
spend too much time with Nubsib, like when Mom would invite Sib over to my
house for the night and her room and mine were too far apart.

Coming home is like being on vacation, usually facing the week, but I don't
turn on the computer much to code when I'm back, sometimes I watch movies
with mom, sometimes I go out with my colleagues.

Lately I've been working on a sci-fi novel about aliens and such, but the
content isn't finished yet, and I've been trying to get corrupted girls to read it,
like the kind of relationship the two male characters had in the past or
something So.

Many of my fiction fans also know that I have another pseudonym that I used
to write horror novels under.

It makes me especially happy to be able to write again what I am good at.

- Gene.

I was walking through the little garden thinking of something cheerful when
the greeting startled me.

I turned to see my own brother and Uncle Kham sitting quietly in the gazebo,
the wooden table with a very simple chess grid drawn with a ballpoint pen in
the center and the Coca-Cola bottles on the floor.

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- Are you going somewhere? Are you going to see Sib again? - Jaep told me without
looking back, his eyes only on the chessboard. - If dad finds out, we're going to
have dinner again, a horrible meal.

- Wait, I'm just going to get a package for mom, the company called.

- Hmm! Then bring a bottle of wine for me and Uncle Kham later.

- I rolled my eyes.
-
…

- No Jaep, call Im to bring it to us later. - Uncle Kham suddenly got up.

- All right, let Gene bring it.

Taking a look at my brother Jaep... He doesn't work at home either, he only knows how to
boss me around.

I went out and took the package from the hand of the company employee, and went
to take it to mom with a hug, for wanting Jaep to wait a little longer for his wine, and
helped mom open the package with scissors, which contained children's toys that
mom had ordered online, like some friend's daughter had recently given birth and
was coming to visit.

Several minutes passed before I got up to get the wine from the fridge and went out
into the garden.

- This game doesn't count, at first I was going to win man, but then you asked Sib
to help you, that's why I lost.

- Dude you played very well, I lost a match before, there is nothing unfair about
teamwork in this game to get Sib to help.

- Oh eh, two against one, and don't let the old…

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-
…

I looked at the people playing chess in the gazebo.

At first it was my brother and Uncle Kham sitting face to face, but now somehow it has
become Nubsib and Kham sitting face to face, and brother Jaep is not shy at all to sit there
and smile like he is winning, no being at all fair and equitable with the elderly.

I approached the stairs in front of the gazebo.

- Gene, I told you a long time ago, and just now you bring it.

- I'm helping mom, what are you doing here?

I told that to Nubsib who was sitting greeting me, he had just gone up the stairs when he
pulled me to sit next to him.

- I missed you, what is this? - His eyes went to the bag with the wine in my hand.

Looking mean to me, I immediately put things on the table.

- Not mine, a bottle for Jaep and Uncle Kham.

- ¡Hmm!

Jaep took the wine and uncorked it.

After playing chess, Uncle Kham went off to water the trees and do his things, leaving the
three of us alone in the gazebo, with a nice breeze and my usual hammock on site.

- Are you going to spend the night at my house today? - my brother Jaep asked Nubsib.

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- No. Gene is sleeping over at my house today.

-
…My father's face must be freezing again tonight.

These conversations made both of them laugh.

- Phi you also tell Uncle Tip not to miss Gene too much.

- You know that the child you love too, he wasn't really ready for it at that moment.

- Aggravated?

- I'm just saying that, asshole. My brother laughed and sipped his drink and then patted Nubsib
on the shoulder.

-
…

I thought about it for a while, ever since my family knew that Nubsib and I were together,
Nubsib came to my house a lot and seemed to chat with my brother Jaep, like before my
brother was a snake and he liked to make fun of Nubsib and me, but Most of all, he chatted
with Nubsib so intimately that it made me feel a little weird.

I'm not even that close to my older brother.

- Why are you looking at your older brother like that, I'm not going to steal Nubsib from you.

- Crazy, who would have thought that?

Since my brother was sitting on the other side, between us was Nubsib who had his arm

around my waist, I had to lower myself to look at him and smile at him as he spoke.

- If you want it brother, take it, I have P'Chompoo.

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- That's my wife.

I received a gentle squeeze to the face.

- As for me, I am Gene's husband, how am I going to let them take my husband from
me?

I turned to look at Nubsib, who seemed intent on taunting me, and pulled my hand away.

- Only P'Jaep is too much to hit.

- What the hell, what is that, saying that I am very beaten, so I am going to sue your
boyfriend?

- Phi give me back my drink, you don't have to drink it, go get it yourself if you want.

After we sat in the gazebo and talked for a while, perhaps because it was too hot, my
brother came forward and said he was going to take a shower, as for me there was
nothing special to do, Aunt Orn invited me to spend the night at his house tonight, I
didn't even see Nubsib last night, so I went upstairs to get my things and left.

The house was especially quiet on Sunday, as the older brother had taken Aunt Orn to
the hospital for a check-up and Uncle Wat had a date with a friend to go to the golf
course.

- Then why didn't you go to the hospital with Aunt Orn?

- Mom told me to come look for you, if I don't come look for you, Uncle Tip won't let you
come later.

I didn't answer anything and after leaving my stuff I went downstairs, the house was
calm and quiet.

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There weren't even a few flights of stairs left when I saw the door of a room open,
maybe someone was cleaning it, usually the door of this room was closed and I
hadn't had a chance to look closely after being here so many times.

This time I could clearly see the familiar furniture inside and it made me think of
something.

- That room…

- ¿Hmm?

- Your piano room.

I go to the front of the room and probe to see.

A very large room with a glass window just in front of the door and high ceilings,
except for a part that was used for the sound system and a table with a bunch of
old instruments, something that must have belonged to Uncle Wat, who loved it.
He likes to add vintage elements, but the best thing was the black piano in front of
the window.

With the sun beating down on it, it looked like an impressive room in a palace.

Before... I used to play here too, the photo is a bit blurry, but I remember something.

Aunt Orn had a teacher who came to teach Nubsib to play the piano when he was
little, and I remember he liked to skip piano lessons to come play with me because
his classes were on Saturdays and Sundays and I was free.

- Remember?

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- Yes, you did it. You touched it, that high… - I made a gesture with my hand. - You were a
naughty child who liked to skip classes.

- I skipped classes because of you.

- Aunt Orn also let me play here while you were in class, remember?

-
… - Nubsib laughed.

Seeing that he said nothing, I went into the room and went to the piano, the lid of which was
open, and pressed a white key with my hand.

- Do you still want to play?

- Sometimes I play, but not much.

- Why do not you like it?

- It's not that I don't like it, it's that it's mediocre.

I nodded gently and looked at the piano and then at the son of the owner of the house.

- Can you play for me?

Nubsib frowned as if surprised, but then asked.

- What song do you want to hear?

- Anything, you can touch it.

Hearing this reply, Nubsib came over and sat on the piano bench, raised his hand and slowly
played the first note.

The whole room is filled with the sound of the piano, it's a slow song, but not one that sounds
sad, sad, I don't usually listen to this type of song

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so I don't know what he's playing or whose it is, but it's very pretty and makes me gawk at
him.

Nubsib smiles slightly and his eyes go to me, although he smiles a lot, he usually looks at
me with a serious look, but seeing him play the piano here warms my heart, his fingertips
seem like they were born to be on the keys.

Nubsib is like the master of this place right now…

Without knowing it yet, I picked up my phone and captured the image on the camera.

There are still images in my head of Nubsib practicing the piano here on repeat as a child.

I used to see Nubsib practicing the piano in that corner, and at first I thought he was too
good, whereas I myself only knew how to play football and games all day.

The boy then became, little by little, the Nubsib that I now see before me.

I am happy that Nubsib found me again and that Nubsib is here with me.

- You…

-
…

As soon as the song ended, I stepped forward and smiled unconsciously.

- You could be the hero of my new novel.

- If you were the hero.

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Nubsib grabbed my arm with his thick hand and pulled me onto the stool with him.

-
... How handsome. - I congratulated him, but my voice was a bit soft.

- It should be, otherwise there would be no one filming me.

-
…

I pursed my lips, but I didn't know how to explain it, so I turned my face to the other side and felt my face turn red.

A clean glass window on one side, flowers and grass again on the outside scenery, no other sound but their

swaying, also letting me know that a breeze was blowing outside.

I turned my head to look again at the man next to me, and although I already knew that I would see a familiar

face and eyes, what I did not expect was the emotion that his smile now conveyed.

Not knowing if it was because of the current environment or what, I suddenly spoke.

- Sib, I don't know how much you like me.

-
…

- I like you.

-
…

- And after that, I also like you more, more than now, so that our tastes between us catch up.

I don't know if it's just my eyes, but I see that Nubsib seems to smile more sweetly than ever.

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The warm sunlight that dapples this room is as warm as the lips of the other person
next to me…

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Special 1

A photo of Nubsib and Mr. Gene

Nubsib was still in her first year at the time.

After high school, his parents sent him abroad to study like his older brother, there
was no inconvenience for Nubsib because of his family's trading business, but living
alone in a foreign country, there was still a lot to adjust, so that everything had to be
done on their own, knowing that knowing things they didn't know or even heard of
before was a good way for the business family to exercise their children.

Luckily, they had a son who grew up with a good head on his shoulders, and it took
Nubsib a short time to adjust to the culture, traveling, clubbing, football games,
working part-time, and having hordes of beautiful girls. Americans chasing him.

Although he was Asian, he had very defined features, he was not very distinguishable
by his appearance, and he could laugh and share with his friends his experiences in
bed with blondes, until there came a time when he decided that the new thing no
longer interested him.

- Sib.

- Hmm. - the man lying on the sofa raised his head from the screen of his phone
when he heard the voice calling him.

Nueng, wearing a gray sweater and scarf, approached.

- I'm going out to meet my friends, wow, I guess you're not going anywhere today?

- Yeah.

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- Are you sure, I won't be back until approximately one in the afternoon, I'll have to ask you to pick

up my package, you're not going to see your girlfriend again, right?

- To break

- Now?... - As an older brother, he frowned: - Did you break up again? You don't look like a

womanizer.

-
…

- Forget it, just put it away please, call me if anything happens. - Nueng opened the door and went
out, the cold breeze from outside came in, making the heat in the room disappear instantly, but the
younger brother didn't care, he kept looking at the phone screen like that.

A womanizer? He was not a womanizer.

Every time he went out with them it was because he got along well and he felt that they could stay

together, he didn't feel too much or anything special when he had the first sexual relationship with a
girl, I'm sure most girls were like that, sometimes they just wanted company , a friend, but after

being together and feeling that they wanted to change, they separated.

Nubsib was indeed a novice, but the youth's mind and learning rivaled that of an adult.

Hey, it was normal, even… Normal went too far and made him feel a little bored, and it became very
normal, not having that arousal pulse.

Goddess Orn: (sends a photo)

Goddess Orn: Mom had Thai spices sent, take them, little one.

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Goddess Orn: Today mom went to see Aunt Lan, do you remember this
neighbor? It's her birthday and the kids are back.

Goddess Orn: I missed you and Nueng when mom saw them.

Nubsib watches the rapid message from the other side of the world, it is already
dark and it must still be noon there, just in time for dinner.

Goddess Orn: You remember Gene, Gene and Jaep, they have grown so much.

Goddess Orn: I miss you and Nueng even more after seeing them.

¿Gene?

When I saw the message from my mother, I read it and my thoughts went back
in time, then I thought of my neighbors when I was a child and I loved going
there to play, her youngest son was more or less the same age as me and he
went there almost every day.

Now Nubsib remembers the face of "P'Gene", even after many years.

He and the other person were five years apart, but they played better and were
closer than their own brothers, and they have barely seen each other since their
family moved, especially now that they are studying abroad and have no contact.

As soon as his mother mentioned it, Nubsib felt a little puzzled.

She frowned and typed a message for her mom, but then again, she didn't think
too much about it and ended up sending a generic emoji, sitting on the sofa at
the end of the room and playing with it for a while before heading to the shower
to prepare to sleep.

In the warm room, unlike the weather outside, the tall and big man lay on his
bed, picking up his phone to play some more, opening Facebook and playing
with it for a long time, passing the

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fingertips for a news, his expression showed nothing, feeling a little sleepy, but before
he fell asleep, he saw the message about Nueng.

Nubsib was not a friend of the person who uploaded this, but was a friend of his own
mother who had helped him.

Jeb Jarernpipat (photo below)

Mom is even older this year lol

There are six people in the photo, with the garden and the long table in the
background, their parents, uncles and aunts from the neighborhood, but... What
Nubsib noticed the most was a boy on the far right of the last row .

Smiling with narrowed eyes, two fingers holding a cup aloft, as for the other hand still
holding the pie plate, the treats looked delicious, there was still some cream around
her mouth as if she had been smeared by someone, and the smile made her cheeks
even rounder on both sides.

I couldn't stop looking at the man, he was a little strange from head to toe
at that moment.

No one else needed to tell him who he was, Nubsib knew.

His "P'Gene".

Seeing that she was still wearing the white school uniform, which she had not seen
for many years, Nubsib guessed her age and that she would be in her first year.

Normally Nubsib was someone who didn't care much about his surroundings, but this
time he couldn't control his fingers and opened Jaep's Facebook, which was also his
brother's.

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Going inside, he saw what had come up and also ate the person he was taking care of
at the time.

Jeb Jarernpipat (photo below)

Nong brought me to see a movie, what a weird movie and I don't know, I'm going to
throw up after watching it, but you on Facebook must like 'Orz'.

The photo was uploaded three days ago, it is an entrance to a cinema on the top floor
of a shopping center in the center of Bangkok, the other is P'Gene in jeans, holding
popcorn in one hand and a large drink in the other, the photo made many of his brother's
Facebook friends come to make fun of him, the owner of this Facebook page is also
interrupting the past

…But for him, the only word in his head is “handsome”.

I don't know what part of the head decided that...

Nubsib saved the photo to his phone.

Jeb Jarernpipat (photo below)

Stupid brother, you ruined the whole family.

It was a day after seeing the movie, which was the day before…

A corner of the family garden that looked a little familiar to the person watching it, but
did not remember, diced bouquets, the youngest son sitting on the ground, the blue
hose still coming out, the ground all wet , including the school uniform of the person who
fell, which was all wet.

The shirt was a little thin and clinging to her body, and because she had both hands
resting on her back, it stuck out from her chest and neck, and the two delicate points
were visible through the clean white school uniform.

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Nubsib's eyebrows were glued together.

He only had this photo in front of him, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

He entered to see a dynamic that had many visits and comments.

Jiranon Jarernpipat: Jaep no publiques fotos de gente al azar, ¿qué clase de

gente eres?

The person watching did not hesitate to click on the video.

'Oh, P'Jaep go turn off the water'

'Hahahaha, okay, someone said that he came to help water the flowers, so you
come to help or let these flowers and plants drown'

'Help Gene turn off the water first, don't be so busy posting little videos'

P'Gene raised his white hand to wipe the water from his face and stood up
unhappily, his clothes and other parts were still attached to his body, making him
very visible to every part, hearing the voice of a child, but he was still being
strange. charming and throwing tantrums there.

And finally the little video ends.

The Facebook owner had many more of his brother's dynamics to look at, he
saved them all and he ended up with too many and created a special album to
save them.

That night, filled with photos of a person he hadn't seen for many years, he slowly
fell asleep...

One morning.

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The owner of the room woke up with a frown and a soft sigh, knowing that last night he
had dreamed of P'Gene again, and since that night when he saw the photos, Nubsib
had not been able to get those images out of his head any day. .

I knew Gene's Facebook, but he didn't upload much, he didn't post much of himself
except to change his avatar and background, P'Jaep's Facebook was full of photos of
him, his brother, instead, so I I looked every day like a psycho brother.

Guaranteed, even when you sleep, you sometimes see these images in your sleep.

Nubsib didn't want to be like this, but she had no control over her heart or her thoughts.

He saw Gene sleeping in his big bed and he was smiling, but with a slightly flushed soft
face, raising his arms around his waist and opening his mouth to softly call "Sib".

This was what young men dreamed of, young boys, but the object was not sexy women
with bee waists and big breasts, but the handsome, but boy, boy from the neighbor.

Nubsib looked at these photos over and over again every day, and over time, the
feelings inside her slowly turned into a huge
snow Mountain.

I wanted to meet that real person…

I wanted to hug him.

I wanted to kiss him.

He wanted to press their lips as close as in his dreams.

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- It's not just you and Oei this time, they hired all the actors there, there's nothing wrong
with that, and I had it checked, it's really the last time.

- And you trust your sister like that?

- I… - Tum didn't know what to answer, and in the back of his mind he knew it too. -
Well, if there's a next time I'll take care of it, I promise, and the other thing is... I see that
he has invited almost all the idols this time, he's going to get angry again if you don't go.

-
…

- Okay, Sib, for the sake of my big, sincere, dark eyes.

-
…

- So, because of Gene, your wife's friend.

Speaking of my writer friend, the person who was calmly looking at his phone looked at
me for a while, so Tum continued.

- Gene doesn't care, he's a very reasonable person.

Nubsib is a person who doesn't care much about these things, and his family is rich, so
it's very hard to convince him every time he tries to be more careful with his words.

- Okay then.

- That? - Tum immediately sat down aggressively next to the man on the couch.

- Gene doesn't want to sleep in my room these days…

-
…

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- If you get Gene to sleep with me, phi, I'll agree with
this.

Tum froze for a second and then even more confused.

"Then why don't you go find Gene yourself?"

The person listening to me looked at me like I was joking.

- Phi you think I didn't?

- Then why didn't Gene come?

... You told him to sleep in his own room, Tum wanted to say, but he didn't dare.

- Wouldn't it be better if you handle it yourself? There are so many plans that I
think would work better than doing it myself.

This time Nubsib looked at me with sharp eyes and her eyes went wide.
about.

- I'll let phi fix it for me this time.

- Because?

- There is no reason. - the person who said it continued with a soft voice and once
again lowered his head to play with his phone as before. - You want me to take
this job that's not part of the deal but you don't want to pay anything for it?

- Wait, okay, okay. - Tum raised his hands in surrender. - Okay, I agree, I'll take
care of this for you.

Seeing him nod gently, then a look of disgust, then a look of confusion, I think he
must be planning something, but thinking about it all I have to say I'm sorry for my
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wanting to lose nothing too much, what happened, everything keeps falling to one
person.

The good thing is that all this time he has been Nubsib's personal assistant, the boy
is a bit cold and scared but working together he feels more comfortable than with
anyone, if he doesn't do anything that crosses the line, Nubsib won't even say
anything , works punctually and works professionally.

Thinking of this, I also feel a bit sorry to leave the circle on the other side.

It doesn't matter…

Tom got up from the sofa.

- You have two more days of exams, right?

- Yeah.

- Then I'll go to your room tonight, now I'll go call Gene.

Without waiting for a response from the other end, Tum took his phone out of his
pants pocket and went into Line to start looking for someone, as Gene was used to,
if he wasn't sleeping at that time then he was watching a movie or a drama.

Thinking, if Nubsib had said all that and Gene still didn't come back to the room, it
meant that the usual rhetoric wasn't going to work.

He left the room and went to a corner of the small kitchen where coffee was being
prepared for the staff.

Tum picked up a cup and tried to make himself a coffee, and meanwhile, the waiting-
for-reply screen changed to one that was on video.

[Hmm, how?]

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- Gene, what are you doing?

[I just woke up, is there something wrong with you video calling me?]

Running out of time, Tum set the phone down on the nearby cabinet, the screen
pointing up, the ceiling only visible at the other end of the video.

- Sorry, I'm making coffee right now.

[¿With Bb?]

- Well, he just came back from school to see the work schedule.

[How did you do on the test? What did Sib say? He did good?]

- Why don't you ask him on Line? - Tum said and poured some sugar into the
cup, then picked up the phone and chatted.

Seeing that she was still in her pajamas, her brown hair was a bit messy, and
her face was still a bit sleepy, it looked like she had really just woken up, Gene
didn't look at his phone but instead put it in front of him and walked around
looking shaky, supposedly swaying. between the bathroom and the bedroom.

[I just woke up, you called before the Line opened, I'm going to rinse my mouth
first.]

- Hmm. - Tum sipped his coffee and waited for the other person to order.

[Well, then what's the matter, why are you calling me?]

- I'm too bored to have a coffee, I just want to find a friend to talk to. - I was lying.

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[Hmm! Something strange, thinking about the old days when you would ask a girl to go
shopping and get so excited that every time a friend called you it was a long wait.]

- Idiot, how do you remember that?

[How can I not remember the embarrassing stories of my friends.]

Seeing the expression on the other side, Tum wanted to talk about something funny
about his college friends, but after thinking about it, he didn't want to upset Gene, so
he changed the subject.

- Are you sleeping in your room?

[Hmm? Yeah.]

- Haven't you slept with Nubsib yet?

[No] The person listening was confused [You knew it too.]

- Well... I forgot. I am very tired from work.

[To be apart until the series ends, when the heat cools down, it will be bad if someone
catches me going in and out of Sib's room in the apartment again.]

- It's only forbidden outside. It is not a problem in the apartment. Just be careful.

[But it's still dangerous.]

Gene took his phone into the kitchen and searched the fridge for food, Tum watched
him take a bite of his sandwich, teeth chewing, face bulging.

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[It's fine as it is now, just hold on a little longer.]

- I see that Sib is still in her room. It is not different from before.

[It's different, no more sleepovers.]

Tum rolled his eyes, because this time it wasn't as easy as he thought.

- It's hard for me to see that you have to endure such torture, it's just sleeping together, you
can do whatever you want, you don't have to be so calm anymore.

[...]

- You are in the same apartment, everyone knows it.

[Tum, you're a bit weird.]

- What what?

[Why do you want me to sleep in the same room with Sib again?]

The coffee cup in his hand shook and two drops came out, luckily he didn't see it, Tum was
already swearing a hundred times in his mind, so he put the cup down and picked up a piece
of paper to wipe it off.

- I saw you and Sib like this, look at my good side, you know I was on your side from the
beginning.

[I feel a little weird that you say this all of a sudden.]

- Sib is my nong and you are my friend. I just want you to be happy"

[¡Hmm!]

-
…

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[You don't have to worry Tum, the series will end in two months, I'm fine.]

-
…

You are fine, but your husband is not fine... Tum didn't yell, he just said.

- Well, that's good, but if you feel lonely and you miss him, you don't have to feel lonely
and bear it.

Gene winked [Okay, I'll go take a shower then, I want to wash my hair.]

- Um... I'm finishing my coffee too, thanks.

[Well, okay, until next time.]

Hanging up the phone, Tum let out a big sigh, saying that he had finished his coffee,
but actually he hadn't even taken a sip, he had only taken his first sip after hanging up
the phone.

Plan one, failed.

The first plan Tum had in mind was assassination, at first he thought it would be an
easy success with a little convincing, but it wasn't.

From what he was hearing, he was also making an effort so that nothing else would
happen, all he could endure now was to win in the end, as for the things the boy said,
he understood it, but he couldn't stand it, he just wanted to hug his lover too much,
there should be another way to ease it, but trying to get Gene to sleep with him again…

Forget it.

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Understanding that Tum felt he had fallen for it, Nubsib supposedly didn't
want Gene to get mad at him for lying to him, so he dumped the whole thing
on me.

His face began to darken, but he finished the coffee in his hand and threw it
away anyway, promising but unable to, his head already thinking of plan two.

- I'll stay at your house tonight. - he said to the man sitting on the sofa playing
with his phone.

- Whatever you want.

Nubsib did not ask her what she had discussed with her lover, supposedly
guessing the ending.

Tum was too distracted...

At night.

A manager like him is expected to take care of all work issues, to pack the
boxes from his previous takeout order, to throw them in the trash after dinner
and to look at the time, it's after ten .

As for Nubsib, she and Gene ate again at his apartment shortly after six.

Tum left the building and drove down the incredibly familiar street where
Gene and the boys used to hang out, so familiar the doorman didn't even
have to ask, he just let him in, parked the car, and entered the code he
remembered.

At first he hesitated to knock, but finally he made his way to the door of the
boy's room.

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- He's in his own room.

He asked once the owner of the room opened the door, with a surprised and actually not
so surprised voice.

- Gene asked me to come back.

-
…
- Tum could only look at him with a look of sympathy.

A part of him wanted to laugh at him, but then he was a little worried that he was having
bad luck.

Nubsib was still in his school uniform and had some papers in his hand, I think they were
review materials, it seemed that Gene had made him come back so early today too
because Nubsib had another exam tomorrow and he wanted him to seriously review.

- You don't have to listen to me, just read your book.

- I wasn't trying to.

-
… Salad for you.

(T/ N: I swear I don't understand this sentence, I've translated it a thousand times in
Chinese and Thai and I don't understand the salad HAHAHA but I'm not going to remove
it, so I'll leave it as it is in the book.)

Tum sat on the sofa and Nubsib went back to his room, he didn't tell his friend that he was
at Nubsib's right now and he was in no hurry to start his second plan.

Tum was a bit tired for the first three or four minutes he was sitting on the sofa, then he
started playing on his phone, and after another three or four minutes he went to the freezer
to find the various flavors of ice cream Mrs. of the cleaning had prepared to eat,

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and finally it was 12 o'clock and he jumped up from the sofa and opened the door to
the balcony attached to the living room.

I'm sure that door was locked because he didn't want Nubsib to know what he was
doing.

Next to the balcony of Gene's room, the light was still on, indicating that the owner of
the room was still awake, and luckily the glass door was still open in one and only the
other.

He was…he was watching a movie or series, but there was no other choice, he
searched for the sound of a female ghost screaming on the tube and clicked on it just
so the person in the next room could hear it.

-
…

The cry for help gave Tum goosebumps.

The midnight wind was still blowing, rattling against the curtains in Gene's room and
beginning to stir.

If she hadn't seen the skyscrapers outside, with all the lights and traffic, her legs would
have been shaking too, but because of work and not wanting to be scolded by Sib,
Tum had to put up with it.

He waited at this moment to hear his friend that he would run out of his room and then
hit this side of the room in fear, maybe even beg Nubsib to sleep with him, and then
shake him and hold him all night. What a perfect plan, but…

Oh!

The next door opened.

Tum's heart sank and he ducked quickly to the side, the unlit video in his hand.

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- Who is the one who screams for help in the middle of the night?

-
…

- A ghost?

So his friend didn't knock on his boyfriend's door crying and went out on his own to find
out why.

Tum's eyes go dull and he peers out, slightly agape, and sees Gene standing on the
balcony, looking down in some confusion, and a little sullen, his head spinning as if he's
looking for a ghost. Hmm, seems to remember something.

He didn't really seem to be scared at all.

- Shut up, ghost or whatever is bothering others watching the movie.

-
…

After that, he went back to his room and locked the balcony door.

Tum stiffened, but finally he slowly came out of hiding, looking around, thinking that even
if someone was still playing the video at full volume, the person next to him shouldn't be
able to hear it, and if he really wanted them to hear it , I would probably have to buy a
speaker, but if I really did this, Tum would probably be picked up and beaten up by all
the people in the room, and eventually…

Plan two fails.

Tum shook his head and opened the balcony door into the room, but as soon as he
looked up he saw a man standing in front of him.

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- S... each other.

-
…

Nubsib had finished showering and changed into his pajamas, clasping his hands, his eyes
as sharp and deep as ever, but this time deep enough to want the other man to know what
he was thinking.

- What... Why are you staying so calm, you're scaring me.

I hadn't gotten over the circumstances of the video before.

- Doing what?

- Um… - Tum didn't know how to answer, his eyes lowered towards the stairs, thinking that
if the boy in front of him knew that he was trying to scare his little boyfriend with a spooky
video, he would be dead.

- Teasing Gene with ghost videos?

Why ask if you know.

- Hmm. - raising his glasses that were about to slip with the
thousand.

Expecting to be scolded, but all I got was a strange look.

- Gene isn't afraid of ghosts, didn't you know?

-
… Huh?

He let out an exclamation, but he didn't let the other answer anything, his thoughts were
slowly remembering something, yes... Usually, Gene watched horror movies, suspense
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work in the Bl-oriented category, but he also wrote those kinds of novels before,
and he never said that he was afraid, and he could watch ghost movies late at
night, in a dark room…

The screams of the female ghost in the video just now should have disturbed you
from watching the ghost movie.

To do…

Even though I knew it wasn't a ghost, the person who posted the video is still a
bit scared.

Tum thinks Gene is too manly.

To plan three.

We can't scare Gene with ghosts, so let's talk to Gene about the ghosts that scare
Nubsib.

At first he wanted to catch bugs and put them in his friend's room, but he didn't
think that would be good, as it would be bad if Gene found out and got mad. After
thinking about it, at the university Tum remembered that when he went out for a
drink at night, there were insects coming out of the sewer pipe, and although
Gene yelled loudly, he also stomped on them…

So he figured he wouldn't have to waste his time hunting bugs at all.

Tum talking to a friend on Line.

Tum: Gene

Tom: what are you doing? I have something I want to talk to you about.

Tum: It's very, very important.

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Waiting for an answer, ten minutes later the phone rings.

Gene: what?

Gene: I'm watching a movie.

Tum: Es Sib.

Tum: He calls me, sounding a little frustrated.

Gene: ¡Eh!

Gene: Why, what about Sib?

The quick message that arrived made me laugh.

So worried that his friend is going to snuggle with his boyfriend under a fragrant
duvet tonight no matter what.

Tum: He said he might have been scared by a ghost.

Tum: He heard a woman crying, but he didn't know where it came from.

He chooses to just vaguely say what he's heard, making the horror less annoying
and less perverse, using the video he played earlier as an introduction.

Gene: Well, I heard it too.

Tum: Damn, really! Is there a ghost in your apartment?

Tom: It's horrible.

Gene: No, I think he's coming from some room, watching TV, and now it's all quiet
too.

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Gene: Ghosts aren't real.

-
…

To die, Tum wants to run out and hit the next door and throw his friend into Nubsib's bed.

Tum: I don't know if it's true, I just know that Sib is a little scared.

Tum: He said he couldn't read, but he didn't want to bother you.

Gene: Really?

Gene: I'll take care of it then.

This last message made the corners of Tum's mouth curl up and he immediately jumped
off the couch and into the kitchen in case Gene saw him when he opened the door directly
with his room card and walked inside.

The slender body hid behind the fridge, but just enough to see outside.

Suddenly, Nubsib came out of the bedroom and came over, causing Tum to raise an
eyebrow as Nubsib made a beeline for the balcony, then opened the door to get out.

Wait, the person and the door weren't right, right?

Muffled conversation was heard, and he cautiously moved out of the kitchen to a spot near
the balcony and leaned close to her ear.

- Take the reading seriously, there is nothing to do.

-
…
- Nubsib was silent.

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"Oh~ they're not ghosts, it could be a sound coming from one of the other rooms, if there
really is one, it's been hiding from us for a long time, it won't suddenly come out and scare
you."

-
… Yeah.

- If you're still not sure, you can take this. A granny I know gave it to me.

-
…

- Don't look like that, come here...

After that Tum only heard the rustling of some clothes, the young couple probably still
hugging, kissing, or whatever, except he didn't look like he used to.

No more than a few minutes passed before Nubsib returned again, closing the balcony
door with his hand.

As soon as he saw him, although nothing was visible in his eyes, the environment around
him made people want to look at him and shyly hide.

Blow.

Nubsib set the things on the table and gave him a look before going back to his room
saying nothing, but the look said it all.

Tum walked over from where he was standing, and as soon as he saw what was on the
table, his face went rigid.

A chanting ritual.

Gene really is... This friend was such an honest and naive person that it was fun to tease,
but sometimes those naiveties were also very unconvincing.

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The third plan also failed.

At this time of year, someone in your situation is bummed out and upset, talking
about what seems like an easy thing to do, but somehow turns out to be a
particularly difficult thing to do.

Tum lets a breath escape from his throat and picks up his phone, searching for
his friend once more, throwing himself into the excitement.

Tum: How come you don't even care about him?

Tum: Your boyfriend is afraid of ghosts, but you let him sleep alone.

Tum: I trust you a lot, Gene.

Gene: Wait a minute.

Gene: What's wrong with you?

Tum: Nothing, once you sleep with Nubsib everything will be over.

Gene: What's wrong with you, why do I have to sleep with Sib?

Gene: You've been talking about it since noon.

Tum: Yes, I want you to sleep with him.

Gene: why?

Tum: Because if you sleep with him, he'll take a job.

Tum is already tired of having to go through the thought of planning the other
plan, since it looks like it's going to fail just as much as before, and thinks it's
better to let his sister pester him for a few hours than try to be bothered like this
now. .

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So tell the truth about it all, the video of the ghost being released and that Nubsib is
afraid of ghosts.

Gene: Is it a Christmas Eve runway?

Tum: Hmm, but forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it.

Gene: Then why didn't you say it in the first place.

Tum: Even if I say so at the beginning, you still don't want to come sleep with him.

The man sitting alone in the living room had a stricken face, the person across the
table from the message he sent didn't read it, which made him even more grumpy
than he already was, so Tum he just typed a bunch of sentences, but all of them
weren't read like before.

He cursed in his mind.

As he got up and prepared to go home to take a comfortable shower and go to bed,

the door suddenly opened and the sound startled Tum.

- ¿Gene?

- You really are here.

The friend who came was in his pajamas, with a pillow in one hand and a phone, a
data cable, a computer and that kind of thing in the other.

- You… - Tum's mouth opened wide. - What are you here to do?

- Oh, I come to sleep with Nubsib.

- Huh?

- Didn't you say that Sib would accept the job if she came to sleep here?

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- Well, sure.

- So yeah, be a little careful when you go in and out of the room, but there's nothing you can
do about it.

- Weren't you worried about the news? What are you...?

The person listening cleared his throat and raised an eyebrow.

- What's happening?

- How did you access so easily?

- I would have done the same if you had told me from the beginning, you didn't need to put
out any ghostly screams and bother me while I was watching the movie.

- Ow... I thought you wouldn't agree so easily.

Hearing that, Gene laughed.

- Well, when Sib finishes his work, I'll be back. Now go sleep in your own room.

-
…

Well, it's true that when you're close to someone, you're close to them.

But Tum didn't say anything, otherwise it wouldn't be possible to go back…

- Okay, I'll keep watching the movie. - Gene said and with a nod to Tum opened the bedroom
door and entered.

The man sitting on the sofa could only watch, resting his thoughts for a moment before
returning, getting up and

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approaching the door that had just closed, pushing it open and sticking
his head in to see Gene arranging his things on the empty nightstand
before climbing into the soft bed, the other leaning against it and
quietly reading a book.

Gene walked over to lean on Nubsib and turned on his phone and
proceeded to watch a movie while Nubsib kept his arm out to hug him.

Just no.

All this image that Tum saw made him mentally scream, damn…

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Special 3

Continuation of chapter 31 31.2

Merry X'mas

Dec. 24.

The walk has been especially lively and joyful throughout the day today,
although for Thai people Christmas Eve is not as important or great as
Christianity, it is a party like this in which everyone wants to take a break, and
fortunately today it was the last day of work, and with tomorrow being the start
of the free New Year, many people were especially excited to do today's
events.

The shopping center has also closed some areas today to prepare the catwalk
from morning to night, you have to swipe your card to enter, but even so,
there were people who sneaked in to take photos and take cameras.

Tum, who is the standard height of Thai people, was standing right between
the red stage curtain and the backstage, smiling and waving to everyone, and
after a while, there was a small noise from the other side, and he knew that
the person he was waiting for had arrived.

Tum immediately goes over to him and helps him with his own card.

- And the guest stars are here today, why are people still following you? what
a headache.

-
…

Nubsib didn't answer anything, but when there was no one around, her face
changed.

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- Why did you come late from your appointment, I told you yesterday that you had a
suit that had to be tried on urgently because P'Lily added a show for you? - said the
man as he led him to the model preparation room, his mouth didn't stop in the
meantime. - If I had to guess, you must have been bothering Gene early in the
morning. Don't you ever get tired, especially when there is work that separates you?

-
... Yeah.

- Are you listening to me, huh? His jaw dropped as he turned his head, and the man
following him just casually answered around the place, his dark eyes looking around
as if he was watching to gauge something, but it was clear he didn't care. It didn't
matter what was going on around him.

Well, actually... You should have realized that I wasn't a friend of the author, so I'd
be grateful if you would listen to one word in ten.

Tum shook his head and waved as he headed for the locker room.

- P'Lily.

"Ow, P'Tum, P'Sib, here you are."

Ms. Lily, a second-gender designer from another country, has just returned here and
wants to create her own brand exclusively for Thai youth, starting today's Christmas
Eve show to enter the market, hiring everyone as models. the young actors and
professional models of the circle.

All the actors who starred in the television series were also invited, although Nubsib
has signed a new contract which establishes that there will be no more collaboration
with the Oei stage, nor did he have any choice but to attend this last time.

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- Why are not all fed anymore. - Lily made a strange face and then
clapped her hands. - P'Nubsib, come here, I've added a closing show for
you, it's with Oei, change your clothes later and show me.

- OK.

Tum watched as Nubsib picked up the clothes she was going to change
into, and then she took off her suit, and the white shirt, but at that moment
she turned to pick up her clothes again, making the man who was standing
and watching close your eyes immediately.

Snap!

- ¡Ups!

Mrs. Lily opened her eyes again and blinked as Mr. Manager hurried over
to lower the billowing curtain to cover his son.

- Bueno, it is.

- Tch, what the hell, I'm not really a man, but I also don't have a hobby of
raping people on sight. - said the man looking over.

- No, what happens is that… - Tum looked at the tall guy over there. - My
son is too shy to change behind the curtain and come back outside so
P'Lily can watch.

- Okay, I'm always here, but hurry up.

- Okay, promise it won't be long.

The manager had a serious look and was pushing the boy with his hands,
when the curtain was lowered, he immediately turned his head to stare
at him.

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- I told you, you can't have marks on your body until you're working, they almost
caught you.

The person listening raised an eyebrow but understood and then didn't come
back down, Nubsib seemed like he didn't care and made this manager choke on
what he had to say.

- Doesn't Gene cut his nails? Now this event... Ok, I'll stop nagging, hurry up and
change, it's too late for makeup later.
- But as soon as he saw the boy's time pass, he immediately changed the
subject, waved his hand and went out.

He's talked to Nubsib a lot about this imprint before this one, again when it was
some mini walk and photo shoot event, but this is the guy who says he tastes to
his face and still looks smug after knowing he's got a lot From prints on his back,
he sure doesn't understand how Nubsib's brain circuitry works any more, well...
Not from the beginning of his knowledge.

Reminding Nubsib was unsuccessful so he had to call his friend to remind him,
Gene was a bit confused at first when he found out, then he lowered his head in
embarrassment and seeing the apology on his friend's face he didn't want to say
anything else.

But... Afterwards, he was the one who felt bad, because when he went to look
for something for Nubsib, he saw that Gene had more marks than Nubsib.

... How far Gene worked, Tum thinks he doesn't think about it.

- P'Lily, Sib is ready.

Ten minutes passed and Nubsib changed into a dark gray suit, also a suitable
black tie, and although he hadn't done his hair, it was a nice, simple look brought
from home.

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- Wow, how handsome, seeing Nubsib in that suit I begin to wonder if it's because the suit
is good or because the person wearing it is handsome.

- Let my manager prove it to him.

- Hmm... Just... It'll do.

-
… - Goal.

The boy was recovering his capacity for the field.

Tum gave a sneaky look of disgust, but then he didn't care and picked up his phone and
asked P'Lily if he could take a picture.

- Why do you want to take a picture?

- To show Gene.

- Come this way then.

Within minutes a nice photo was taken and Nubsib was on her feet urging that the photos
not be sent to her lover until she was called for makeup and the manager had a chance to
make and select two or three photos for that side.

@gene_1418 Happy with your look

The like's reply message let Tum know that his son's favorite was awake, looking at Nubsib
who was sitting in front of the mirror, closing his eyes and not playing on his phone, so he
shouldn't know yet.

The voice of the presenter, P'Lily, was not long in opening the show and all the male and
female models walked out in order, as for Nubsib was ready to go, it was still the first
collection of walking clothes at the moment and it was my duty to keep Nubsib handsome.

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As he walked out to the beat of the music, the eyes of the others were on him.

- P'Lily just invited us to dinner at Hotel S when we finish, do you want to go?

As Nubsib changed into his latest suit and sat waiting before riding the last stage, Tum
entered with his card.

- No, I want to rest.

- What the hell, tomorrow you have a long vacation, you don't want to go for a while, and I'm
bored alone if you don't go, and your phi just said that he is going to open a lot of very good
champagne to drink, I want to go.

- I'll open it for you later. What else do you want? It's New Years.

- Leaving me home alone with a drink. Can I ask Gene to come drink with me?

... Thinking about this and wanting to get home early to rest is another different meaning.

- Gene and I will have a drink together.

- Huh?

- Phi you can come to my house too, P'Nueng is there.

- Bastard, you want me to drink with your father and your brother, that's fine, I'm not going
to drink anymore, you better go home and sleep.

Tum's last plaintive voice ended just in time for Nubsib to enter the scene, and he rose from
his chair and Tum saw him and put the invitation card for the hotel on the table as well.

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Finally, the closers were also ready, the set that Nubsib was going to go through
with Oei, who was now standing on the other side of the catwalk waiting, and
immediately smiled when he saw Nubsib, and adored a nice pose, and
immediately broke out a scream , coming from the second floor of the mall, just
in time to see the scene behind some red curtain.

But Nubsib just looked at him indifferently and said nothing.

- There are a lot of Oei Couple fans who come to see you, taking a lot of photos.

-
…

- Be careful Gene is jealous, there is no chance to drink champagne together

tonight.

- Manager, then you can help.

- You, kid…

Tum had just scolded that one before they took him to the other side to watch
the models walk the runway.

Finally the public was seeing the last suit before closing, besides Nubsib, there
were another two or three from other dramas walking together and finally the
most proud suit of the brand, once someone from the outside knew to come with
flowers, Nubsib returned to the backstage, he turned his back on the teenagers
and went back to the dressing room to change.

Now it would be bad for him to go back to his apartment to rest...

Although Nubsib was a person who didn't care much for parties, tonight Christmas
Eve wasn't just Christmas Eve, it was a day to do special things with special
people, and Gene was no exception.

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With something on his mind, the headmaster's small body rushed towards him and yanked him
with a ferocious and somewhat rude movement, causing Nubsib to put on a dissatisfied
expression before P'Lily approached with a sweet smile.

- I'm about to go out to thank everyone and I need someone, P'Nubsib, can you do me the
honor?

-
…

The person being asked opened their mouths and P'Lily added.

- Later I can give you the Christmas clothes that will only be sold tomorrow to return to play with
your lover first.

- It is an honor.

The other side immediately raised their hand and worshipped, really crying and laughing.

- You love your lover so much, if you love so much, take, take this, this time it will be easy.

Just as all the people came in and the host did his duty well, Mrs. Lily was immediately asked
to come up on stage, this brand manager also came out with a rhythm that did not lose to the
model, everyone was ready to clap and congratulate , the more they stood with this tall person
in a suit, the more they couldn't look away.

It was another little highlight after the double walk, Mrs. Lily smiling and saying thank you, one
arm around Nubsib's arm and one hand up, some of today's guests already acquainted, all
specifically prepared with gifts she they had been delivered without

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- Well…

A voice from the right made both men stop as they almost turned around.

It was a small voice, but the thing in his hand made it easy to notice.

- Can I send flowers to the model?

- Hmm? - The person who was asked at first was a little surprised and looked
towards him, who was not supposed to be today's guest, but when he saw the
expression of the model next to him, he immediately smiled.

- Oh~ although I should be the one to receive the words, but feel free little
daddy moose, to take it personally.

-
…

'Little Elk Daddy' smiled with a very lovely thank you, but as he brought the
bouquet of roses to the tall boy, the big tall boy seemed to freeze at all times.

- This is from me.

-
…

Nubsib was still frozen, his whole body turning strangely at the smile of the
young man in front of him, having to fight to control himself from reaching out to
hug him and simply take the bouquet.

His eyes roamed every corner of the smaller man's body.

Gene used to make it impossible to take your eyes off him, and today he was
wearing a suit especially for the bouquet, and his hair was more coiffed than
ever, the hair that had been in a mess before was swept back,

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revealing a full, charming forehead... Far more handsome than the most charming elk
imaginable.

It wasn't too close, but it was well connected just by being together.

- Today you are especially handsome.

The person listening smiled.

- Do you like it?

Gene shuddered a little but didn't answer anything, just turned to Lily and smiled.

- Congratulations, I hope the brand sells well, if I weren't a little older I would have come
to support it.

- Thank you, I have dozens of suits for a charming man like Mr.
Moose.

Little Elk thanked him again, then greeted the model and turned to leave, as if he didn't
want to stay here too long, and disappeared from the crowd in no time.

- Come on, hurry up, change your clothes and give them back to me so you can catch up
quickly.

Mrs. Lily spoke when she saw that the people next to her kept looking over there, as soon
as Nubsib heard that, she just smiled and walked back without saying anything.

It was the last walk on Christmas Eve, but a new beginning for some people in the world.

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Ms. Lily released him, but instead of letting the models leave, she talked her
men to go get what she had placed on top of her personal belongings and take
it to Nubsib.

- This, a thank you gift, I guess you won't go to the party tonight, Merry
Christmas.

The big tall guy took it easily.

- Thank you.

- Your boyfriend is lovely.

The smile of the person who was listening was deeper than ever, and his eyes
seemed to remember the person from this conversation.

- Well... Lovely.

The most handsome of the world.

The first thing he did after separating from Mrs. Lily was to contact the person
who had surprised him, but then disappeared, but he was about to call when a
message appeared.

Gene: I'll wait for you on the fourth floor of the parking lot.

As if knowing the time, Nubsib read the message and went to change into his
old suit, picked up the bouquet and gift bag, and headed for the door that
connected to the parking lot, which required a swipe card.
There were so few cars parked in the parking lot that they could be counted,
and his ears caught the sound of motorbikes coming up behind.

When he entered he saw his known lover's car parked, the window stayed
open and he could see a bit of his head, playing with his phone with his head
down.

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Knock! Knock!

Nubsib banged on the glass as she looked at this man sitting on the other side,
smiling with a charm that made Gene's heart beat faster and shyer looking at him.

The bouquet and the gift bag were placed in the trunk, the windows closed as she
sat down, and the first thing she did next was to approach him, lifting his head with
her hand to the top, offering him her soft lips.

Close for a moment...

- Where did you expect me to go?

Nubsib withdrew her lips, but their noses were still close, her voice soft as if she
were whispering.

But the smaller man's head, brought closer to the warmth, tilted a little to the other
side, averting slightly, he was already familiar with that touch, so he rested his chin
on his shoulder, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks.

- Take it off.

- Too bad, I have still decided that I want to go home and play with Mr. Moose.

… What's the point of wearing it for so long?

-

Hearing this somewhat timid voice, Gene was still unconsciously held in his arms
pouting, and Nubsib couldn't help but hug him tighter.

- Who gave you that?

- Well... A real fan of mine.

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-
…

- When did you get here?

- Before you went out with the head of the brand, I woke up late and thought that it might be
too late to get ready and get two bouquets, if it weren't for the N'Oei there would be news
about me and you dating again later .

Hearing this, Nubsib rubbed her nose against her face as if

they will reward

- Actually it was good not to come, you slept very late last night.

- At first I just wanted to come pick you up, but then I saw the photo Tum sent me and I really
wanted to come see you. The words that followed were much quieter, so much so that she
needed to tease him by putting her ear up and pretending not to hear them, using her hand
as a comparison to an earpiece.

- If you like that, I'll buy a suit for you to look at, okay?

- There's no need.

- You do not like?

-
... Not to that point.

- Charming.

- Well…

- I will charge a price.

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The person listening seemed surprised.

- I already paid for the bouquet.

- Is not sufficient.

- Then make Tum and everyone else in the event collect, they have seen you too.

Nubsib shook his head and cupped his lover's face in front of him, and when Gene looked
up at him he saw a wicked smile on his lips.

- It's enough to collect only from my Gene.

-
…

The other said nothing, but his face showed it sincerely, and it was evident that he must be
cursing the man who said he would take the price in his mind.

It was not enough to interlock lips and teeth, one had to grab the torso and press it against
the chest.

- Lady Lily gave me a suit for tonight.

- Huh!? What clothes.

- Um… - Seeing the other man's eyes widen, Nubsib lengthened his voice. - He says it's a
suit for a lover.

- A lover? Wait a minute, how did she know you had a lover?

- She saw my bear keychain.

Nubsib's low voice sounded like he was talking about something easy, Gene looked at his
right waist and since he was sitting like this, he let the shirt

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The man got up a bit and saw the caramel-colored bear calmly tied to his keys and could only
blink slowly at it.

Gene knew that he had seen Nubsib in this as often as he could remember, leaving the house.

It was weird, to say the least, but... It was also fun.

He tried hard to contain his smile, but couldn't.

- Everyone who sees it will say that you are still a child and that you have not grown up.

- It's not pretty?

He said it as if he wanted to mock, but the dark eyes conveyed all the
tenderness.

- Only…

-
…

- Charming.

-
…

As if not expecting to hear it, her eyes widened slightly and a delighted laugh escaped her
throat.

- I can't open my legs a bit.

- Hmm?... - Gene blinked wondering why he said it all of a sudden.

It was an especially intimate hug, but there were arms, legs and so on that could not be
opened.

- Hurry home.

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- Mmm.

The charming man smiled again.

- And then there is a price to be charged...

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Special 4

Mr. Gene is not a jealous man.

Gene, who has a slim figure by Thai standards, walked out of the room
wearing a blue hoodie, black sweatpants, light brown hair, and these
cheekbones, all of which made him look more boyish. .

Two round eyes swept the room before turning to face the big, tall man sitting
on the sofa.

- Done, today I'm taking the car, I thought I'd stop by and go home to wash it.

This month was Nubsib's last month of work and today was a photo shoot as
a model.

Gene had asked the personal assistant friend and it was a particularly famous
clothing brand with various concepts and group categories that will be shot in
about two or three days.

Gene sometimes stops by to watch Nubsib work, so knowing it would only be

done in three or four hours, he decided to sit and wait with his phone and its
rechargeable battery.

The personal photo booth was on the top floor of a downtown building, and
as soon as he got on the elevator to the top floor, he heard loud work orders
and the clang of utensils, all of which he could often hear when following. to
Nubsib.

- Gene, are you coming today?

Tum arrived early and started yelling from a good distance away, turned to
talk to the staff and came over.

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- Well, let's go find something to eat later at night, I stayed in my bedroom yesterday
so I thought we'd go out together.

- It's nice, being in the room, going out to change the environment.

- Do you want us to have dinner together?

- Hmm? Invite me to... - When Tum received a look from the tall man next to him, he
shook his head. - No, you go, I don't want to be a holdout.

- What a holdout, no one looks at you like that.

-... Your husband.

- Husband, my ass. - Gene immediately raised a hand and slapped him hard.

- We've been together for almost six months, if I could get married we'd already be
married, you still won't let them call me husband, which is what I want.

The person listening looked up.

- Husband is fine, but I am also Nubsib's husband.

- If you're down there, then I'm your husband.

- So in other couples, women can also be on top.

- It doesn't matter if you're up or down, but you're the one being penetrated.

- And if neither of them can enter, who is the husband and who is the wife?

Tum seemed impatient.

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- That's fine, what are you discussing here, be careful that the rest of you
hear.

Gene didn't answer anything but he had a sullen look on his face.

In fact, although no one was told face to face what their relationship was, most
people could guess it when they saw them because Nubsib wanted me to
accompany him when he went to do a movie or photo shoot or TV show or
whatever, and seeing Gene and Nubsib together, the love bubble was still
floating, and surely Tum had received many offers for Gene and Nubsib to
work together.

Unfortunately, Gene is shy and Nubsib is very protective of his food.

- Nubsib!

The sound of a staff member's call interrupted the conversation and everyone
turned their heads.

The person who approached was a short person, followed by a tall, skinny girl,
who Gene guessed was a model based on her posture and the surrounding
environment.

- Thanks for joining us, she's Mint, who's in charge of the whole event as a duo,
the other shoot is tomorrow, today it's just Nubsib and Mint. - the director told
Nubsib and turned to the girl who was behind him. - Mint, this is Nubsib, you
will get dressed and comb your hair together later.

- I know, I've been wanting to meet Nubsib for a long time, it's a pleasure
working with you. - The model smiled sweetly.

But the male model just nodded with his usual expressionless face to show that
he knew.

Gene cast a surreptitious glance at the beautiful woman in front of him.

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She was taller than Gene and Tum, with her high heels, her deep pupils, her slim
face, her big waves, and her makeup, which made her look even more mature.

- In that case, come here in a moment, there's still an hour or so left, we'll start
filming when we're all ready. - the team handed him the
thousand.

- Wait here with P'Tum.

The big and tall man said with his head bowed and those who listened
they agreed.

- Good luck.

The round eyes turned away from the handsome face and turned to see the
female model who was looking at them with a slightly puzzled expression.

The male and female models went the other way to put on makeup
and preparing their suits, Gene watched their backs for a moment before following
Tum to sit on the other side, a small and somewhat old sofa.

The two chatted for a while, but soon after they started looking at their phones.

- Tum, look at this photo that Jim sent…

- Hmm? Where.

The words stopped before her mouth could finish, when she saw the image of the
work a few feet away.

The phone was hung up.

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- Where is? What a picture, rotate the phone screen so you can see it.

-
…

Gene didn't listen and frowned, looking with great concern at the map before him.

The backdrop is set on the street, with various wooden boxes and some covered objects,
and large tires are placed on the ground for padding.

Nubsib is wearing brand clothes, her left hair is combed back, her eyes are attractive, and
her forehead is half covered, giving her an extremely glamorous and mysterious look, her
hand on one side is on the shoulder of the female model, who is also wearing a range of
clothing, her skirt is raised slightly and her leg is resting on the male model's thigh.

The two of them were close together, Nubsib's handsome face almost on his large chest
and Mint's slender hands touching his pecs.

- This... Is it necessary to film like this?

- Huh? - Tum was a bit confused when Gene called him, but he wasn't looking at his phone
at all, so he looked at the line of sight. - It's like its special, not just with Bb, just with other
people too.

Gene only got a small response out of his throat when he heard that, his eyes still rolling.

- ¡Oh!

- But... Is it closer than what they told us beforehand? Nubsib has earned it, he must have
smelled his body fragrance, I'm really jealous. The model looks like it has also been taken
care of, the waists are also sticking,

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the hand too, i should have added the camera as they were talking about taking hot
photos on a street with the cool feeling of going to the
drifts from the sea

Tum has endlessly followed the brain circuit.

When the person sitting next to him didn't answer, Tum turned his head to look and
saw him frown with a serious expression.

- What, are you jealous?

"No." He shook his head nonchalantly. - It's Sib's job, you have to be jealous.

Gene wasn't jealous, he was very upset at first, but when his friend asked him about
the feature film, he didn't care.

- Because this shoot is closer than all the previous ones, there is nothing strange if you
are jealous.

- Fuck you, I'm not jealous.

- You say you're not jealous, but your face swells.

- My face is swollen because of you. - kicking his leg in annoyance.

- Oh, I've made a mistake again.

Tum wrinkled his nose, but seeing Gene's serious expression didn't bother him so
much and went back to playing with his phone.

Soon the director clapped his hands and said to take a break and move on to the next
set of photos when they are ready, both the male and female models were given almost
twenty minutes of individual time before styling, then Nubsib who approached the

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sofa, since there was that person so charming and well-known, with an orange juice in
his hand.

- Bored?

He handed over the orange juice and Gene took a sip through a straw.

- Okay, do you have a long filming ahead of you?

- I think we have two more scenes, are you hungry?

- Not really, it's not the time yet.

- Have you thought about what you want to eat then?

Speaking of other things, Gene's face changed slightly for the better, a smile on his lips.

- Is the steak okay? And I'd like a salad.

- Alright.

- Then we'll go for a cake on the way.

- OK.

The person whose hair was being straightened had little stars in her eyes, her
face was radiant, and she was sipping the orange juice in her hand, her every
movement revealing a tenderness that made it impossible to take your eyes
off her.

- Bb. - a sweet voice sounded next to him.

She was the prettiest female model in the room today, and Gene looked up at her,
even as Tum, who was playing on her phone, looked up.

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- I changed my position a while ago and I haven't said it in advance, thank you very
much for being willing to help.

- It's no big deal. - Nubsib answered very briefly, just like he did with all the others.

- You took my hand when I put it on your chest, fantastic, that's what I thought at first, it
must come out wonderfully if I held your hand, and before I could whisper it to you,
you've done it, I love working with people who are so amazing and can understand
things by heart.

- Hmm.

-
…

Sib shook…

The person sitting across the table who was listening stepped away and immediately
frowned unconsciously, his smile and good mood vanished, concentrating on work was
good, but did he have to be serious to that point, or was there something to do?

The round eyes turned to look at the person next to her, and then at the model looking
at the handsome face.

What was the point of that look, huh?

- I'm going to the bathroom then, keep up the good work later. - the girl smiled sweetly
and walked away.

Gene leaned in and could tell by her words and movements that she was interested in
the male model she was shooting with today, without even having to peek because the
movements were discreet and clear, he was a praiseworthy hottie, but not a woman.
sign that he liked Nubsib for sure.

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He withdrew his eyes and turned to look at the man to his left.

- Eh eh! Oh really!

- Huh?

- Do you need to look like that?

- What are you talking about? - The person who was listening frowned strangely, but laughed
softly once he understood the meaning, shaking his head. - With the model that just… Talking
together is not
look.

- That too…

-
…

-
…

- Jealousy?

The man leaning on the sofa immediately got into a sitting position, jealous again…

- There is no jealousy, I am not jealous of such a frivolous thing.

-
…

- You are working, she is a model, why should I be jealous?

- With that face you say you're not jealous. - A thick hand rested on the soft light-colored hair.

- I'm not that petty. - he said and looked at the other who was still looking at his face and took
Nubsib's hand off his head - What are you looking at? Get on with the photo shoot, hurry up and
finish so you can make it to dinner.

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The white hand pulled the other man to his feet and turned his face
towards the team looking after the actor and actress, telling them to go
change as usual.

But when he saw the female model turn to this male model standing
next to him with a smile on her face, his brows furrowed again, and he
turned around and met this deep little gaze from his friend.

- What are you looking at?

- Anything.

Tum laughed, looking at the screen of his phone like it was nothing,
but in a few moments his eyes drifted calmly to the man next to him,
who was watching the male and female models shoot without blinking,
his eyebrows drawn together, but its owner didn't know it yet, or knew
it but tried hard not to care.

It's obvious he's upset.

Gene is a very shy person and sometimes a bit arrogant, so he sure

as hell won't admit it if he's asked.

As for the person his friend looks at like that, he's still at war inside,
trying to suppress his resentment, telling himself it's work and not to be
so petty.

Work, work, work, work, work.

Gene had been sitting there telling himself so much that he had no
idea what was going on.

At least the filming is over for today.

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As soon as she saw Nubsib leave the set, she pulled herself together and walked over to him.

- It has ended well, are we going out?

- Why do you seem so anxious today?

- I'm hungry.

The tall, large man smiled fondly.

- Okay then.

Gene tried to cheer himself up before going to eat, using a light grip on the stout arm to
move forward, but before he could leave the room, a voice sounded.

- About to return? - The pretty female model approached.

It was Mint again...

She had traded in her photo shoot outfit for a pink and white outfit, going from sex goddess
to cute girl, her sweet smile still on her face, her question not specifically designated to
anyone in particular, but her eyes looking directly at Nubsib alone. .

- I heard that you are going to have dinner together, can I go?

Nubsib showed nothing yet, but the man next to him frowned again.

- We work together anyway, it's better to be close.

-
…

Gene looked at the person next to him, who reacted to being looked at, so he turned his
head and looked at him with a smile.

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- We have two more days of shooting together and we can talk about our work over dinner
so we can shoot better tomorrow. - continued. - That three people go to dinner and bring a
lady should be fine, right?

-
…

There are not three people dining! There were only two people, and you didn't realize Tum
was standing there talking to the guy over there!

Gene was already snarling in his mind, wanting to take Nubsib out for not caring, but his
words were so well reasoned, and looking at the person who was frozen next to him,
Nubsib said nothing.

He waited for the big, tall man to refuse, since Mint seemed to be talking to Nubsib, but
the other man just looked at him.

Why didn't Nubsib say no, why was she looking at him…

After almost a minute of silence, Gene finally smiled and said.

- Yes, but is that okay with you? Because we're just boys.

- Oh, no, it's fine, it's fun when there are a lot of people eating together, I don't care so
much about the gender, as long as we have fun and we're not uncomfortable.

- That's good.

Saying that, Gene went from being by Nubsib's side at first to reaching out and taking
Tum's arm.

Tum's jaw dropped and he only reacted before he was put in the car and driven to a
nearby shopping center.

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Arriving, standing in the middle of the mall, the small group of four drew numerous stares.
If it was a single handsome guy walking down the street maybe no one would notice, but if
it was more than two people, it would be immediately noticeable. The group just mentioned,
Gene didn't think included himself, since the tallest were Nubsib and Mint, they attracted
people to turn around.

The 173cm tall man had his hands clasped across his chest and his toes unconsciously
pointing to the ground.

- What should we eat? Should we eat a stew? It doesn't get fat.

Gene was lost in thought for a moment, when he looked up he saw Mint staring at him as
if he wanted an answer, he looked at Nubsib but he just stared at him, Gene could only grit
his teeth and said.

- Yes, hotpot...

You bastard, steak!

He wanted to eat a tender steak, he wanted to see how the knife cut through the meat and
the oil came out...

But in the end the four of them went to a hot food place not far away, and what they wanted
they didn't get, so their expressions hardened a little, and their eyes fell on their dear lover
beside them... No he would have had to do this if he had refused in the first place.

- You and Tum can sit together and talk about work, it's easier to sit opposite each other.

When he got to the table, Tum was the first to sit down, Gene saw Mint go to the other
side and asked Nubsib to come over and do it with her, he could only grit his teeth and
thought to himself how Tum had sat down. First the little devil in him started screaming
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from Nubsib to sit with his agent, as for him, he had to sit with this beautiful
female model.

How did this come about…

- Gene is a friend of Tum's, right? I've seen the news. It is very close to Nubsib.

-I suppose.

- I was surprised when the news said that you were Nubsib's boyfriend, but I
didn't think it was possible... I am also in the same circle, so I know what to
believe and what not.

He smiled slightly and put the dumplings in the pot.

- Well, but it was a long time ago.

She nodded gently, then chatted with Nubsib with a sweet smile.

- So Sib, is it true that you are going to quit your job? It is a pity.

- Yeah.

- Because? A director I know told me that he wanted you to make a movie, but
the news of your resignation was around a while ago, so it's true.
I'm sure we'll meet.

- Nubsib was paralyzed for a moment, but finally nodded.

-
…

- So, let's be friends first, this.

The pretty model handed over her phone and Gene looked over to see Nubsib
typing in her number with thick hands.

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... If it means adding Line is to discuss the work forget it, but is it really
necessary to add it, or is it that Nubsib himself wants to have friends to talk?

The other man's little head was still thinking.

What he ended up doing he didn't know anymore, smiling as he took the

green chili sauce mixed with onion sauce and squeezed it into the sauce
tray he was so annoyed with.

- I remember that you like this, give him mine too Tum, give Nubsib yours
too.

- Huh? - The man who sat quietly, quietly approached and quietly ate looked
up. - Chilli...?

- Well, you know phi likes it, and it's a waste not to eat it yourself.

- Erm, ummm, here's your chili, Sib.

-
… - Nubsib

The tray of chillies mixed with Nubsib's green chilli sauce felt spicy just
smelling it. "He who likes chillies" blinked at the tray of chillies, then looked
at Gene sitting opposite.

Seeing the flirtatious smile on his lips and the smug look, as if he'd found a
way to make his heart feel a little less sniffy, was such a sweet, cuddly
gesture that you wanted to hold him in your arms, carry him to the car, and
bring it back to the room.

Nusbib only smiled slightly at such a grumpy little pig, ready to go along with
Gene's idea of relishing, but Gene yanked the gravy tray by hand in advance,
his heart in a flurry.

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The curve of Nubsib's mouth rose even higher.

At the end of the meal, Mint was one-sidedly trying to chat with Nubsib, not turning
around to ask Gene and Tum what they thought, but also clearly not wanting an
answer, though Nubsib just nodded and said nothing, as she usually does, sure... The
other was already about to explode with dissatisfaction.

After sending Tum and the model home, back in the room Gene said he was going to
take a shower and quickly got into the bathroom with a towel, walking out and then
Nubsib went back inside.

-
…

Gene walks over to the head of the bed where the phone rests.

glued eyes

He knew the password and was especially tempted to pick up and open the Line to
see what the Mint account was, when he saw that Nubsib hadn't picked up the phone
to add it, and delete it before accepting.

Even though he wanted to do that... But really to do that Gene began to hesitate again.

Although Mint was obviously interested in Nubsib and looked like she was going to
start pursuing him, he didn't know that he and Nubsib were really a couple, and even
though Nubsib had entered her number, he hadn't done anything too special with her.

The irritation was only slightly better because he knew what Nubsib was like and how
committed he was to himself, but his eyes kept looking at the phone, his mind
wandering, certain that Nubsib wasn't thinking of something, but also realizing that he
had Mint on his mind. your account.

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Thus, when the owner of the phone calmly comes out of the bathroom, in his pajamas,
he only sees his little lover looking at the phone, his hand extended for a moment and
then retracted.

The desire to make fun of him immediately arises.

- Doing what?

- ¡...!

The other man started, and his dangling hand immediately lit the bedside lamp with a
quick tug on the cord.

- That...? What, the room is a bit dark.

- Any questions about my phone?

- What does it have to do with your phone?

Seeing this flickering look Nubsib just smiled and wondered how he could be so
charming with his stiff upper lip.

- I've actually been standing and looking at you for a while, why don't you say it correctly
if you want to see my phone, I'm not that petty.

- I don't want to look, why would I want to look, is there something on your phone?

- Yes, that should be the question I wanted to ask.

The person listening began to stiffen, perhaps because he had been teased too much,
and immediately kicked off his slippers and lay down on the bed with his back to him,
during which he said.

- Then I'll stop talking, I want to sleep now.

If you have the Line, so be it, it's just the Line anyway.

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The sleeping man's brow furrowed and he silently struggled with himself, but his body went
rigid at the feel of the bed shifting, and before he could think of anything else, the exposed
side of his face was kissed on the lips.

That side of his face froze.

- What are you doing?

- I'm kissing someone who is jealous.

-
... Huh?

- Charming. The deep voice rang in his ears, making Gene want to run away, turning
around and standing up to face him, pulling the covers over him in protest.

- I'm going to sleep in the other room if you're still such a bad loser, no, I'm going to my
bedroom.

-
…

- I'm serious!

Looking at the smiling lips and eyes of the big, tall man, who had been together for six
months, Gene knew he was being mocked.

The most serious face, she wouldn't let him get away with it.

- I didn't give my number to that girl. - Nubsib said before annoying her boyfriend even more.

- ¿Hmm?

- The number I gave you was Tum's.

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- Whom? - Gene repeated the words with some confusion, but the blinking of his eyes
told you that he was worried, the opposite of his mouth that said he wanted to sleep or
the opposite of the disgusted look he had given before.

- This time you gave him Tum's number?

- Yeah.

- Really?

Nubsib nodded gently and picked up his latest Apple phone, opening Line for the other
to see.

Seeing this, Gene stared at the phone in his hand, measuring the face in front of him,
noting that there was nothing trying to taunt him before pulling it closer, not opening it
all the way to look at it, satisfied only to see that Nubsib wasn't lying. .

It wasn't his own phone, anyway, and Gene didn't want to make himself do something
so unpleasant.

With her small hand she returned the phone.

- And why didn't you refuse to answer when Mint said they wanted the number?

- I was waiting for you to say it.

- Wait for me to do what? It is you who asked.

- What you think is what I think.

Because before this, Gene said that he was not jealous, and seeing that the other party
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He wasn't interested in anyone other than the person in front of him anyway, and since he
knew Gene was speaking a bit ironically, he wanted to tease him a bit, and also wanted
him to say it himself.

- You were keeping me from getting a steak.

- So, is it okay if I take you to Hotel V tomorrow?

The man's eyes widened and his eyes sparkled, but his mouth said.

- It's too expensive.

- I'm always willing to pay if you want to eat.

Seeing that smile and that gesture, different from the flirtatious words and gestures
Initially, Gene relaxed, not caring at all, and looked at the handsome face before him for
a moment before finally lowering his head and hiding his smile.

- Good thank you. - he said, lying down again in the middle of the bed as before, but in a
different way, grabbing Nubsib's strong arms and letting them envelop him, gently
approaching him and saying, as he always did.

- Can I sleep now?

-
…
- Nubsib froze.

Normally his lover didn't show much of his caring side, like hugging and kissing and
getting close to him, except when he had made something up in his head or had a lot to
drink.

But now, she was sleeping on the bed, her small body in front of her, with two arms
around the waist of the person in front of her.

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The feeling of staring at each other, the pretty smile, just a smile that made the eyes of those who

looked at her light up.

-
…

The deep, pitch-black eyes before her were like a whirlpool to sink into, and if you looked closely, to
the point where passion overflowed.

Nubsib looking like that, raised his hand and landed on the other man's soft cheek, leaning in to kiss
him on the lips, sucking on each other. Moving until he felt something down there tighten in his pants.

Suddenly, its sharp teeth gently bit into Gene's lower lip. When he introduces his tongue, the other

person easily agrees by opening his mouth, their tongues intertwined slowly, listening to a slight
sound.

This time, the person who is shy normally played with his little tongue until Nubsib raised an eyebrow.

Like being tempted until the temperature starts to rise.

Something in the middle of the body began to react, since the palm of the hand of the man inserted

under Gene's pajamas, a soft whisper sounded in his ear.

- Not today.

-
…

- I'm sleepy, let's sleep like this.

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- Go ahead, go to sleep. - Nubsib said hoarsely, squeezing her thighs between his body so
that the sleeper knew how far he was now. -
Let's do it before bed?

The words weren't shy, usually Gene would blush and run, but this time he just buried his
face in Nubsib's bare chest.

- No.

-
…

- I'm going to sleep with you and hug you, if you do something I'll pack my bags and go
home tomorrow. - His voice and his eyes told him that the person who spoke was real.

... The little pig made fun of him.

~~~

- Ow, are you here again today?

Tum had other business of his own to attend to today and came to the shooting room later,
Nubsib's second day of shooting was an hour slower than before, Gene greeting everyone
he knew before taking his tablet to the same sofa from yesterday, his eyes on the person
sitting on it.

- Well, today I'm going out to dinner.

- Again... Your family is very rich. - he said, but shrugged. - It doesn't matter, I also ate
yesterday.

Tum glances at Gene, who stands still but not as sulky as yesterday, and seeing the shot
in front of him, Mint makes the same effort to get closer to Nubsib as he did yesterday.

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Handsome, rich, smart, all good points, but then sleepily looking at the world like he
didn't care... Why a guy like that?

Tum shook his head, like yesterday when he came across a friend request from the
Mint, guessing that Nubsib had given his number, and calmly eating his food thinking
that Nubsib wouldn't agree to give a Line number or something, and he felt especially
confused as he held out his phone.

- Are you... Are you not in a bad mood anymore?

- Hmm? Grumpy why?

- Oh, just...

Gene turned to look at him, confused and unblinking, but then his expression changed
in response.

- No, today I'm in a good mood, I've slept a lot.

- Oh?

While Tum was in a daze, the person who spoke had turned around and was looking at
his phone, and because he thought he wouldn't get a response, Gene whispered.

- Actually…

- ¿...?

- I didn't mean to be moody, but it came naturally.

- It means you're jealous, right?

- I mean everything.

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Tum was on the verge of laughing and reached up a hand to caress her shoulder.

- You are Sib's lover, it's natural to be upset that someone bothers your lover and... You
have more right than anyone.

- I know that, but I don't want to do it or I'll have too many problems later, Sib hasn't even
done anything to me and if I get in a bad mood I'll bother him again later.

- You also continue to worry about others. - Said the person who said that and smiled as if
he had some kind of cunning. - But you said that Sib hasn't done anything to you, I think
it's time for you to rethink it.

- ¿Hmm?

- Gene, I don't think you feel half as jealous of Sib as he is of you.

-
…

- On your IG, if someone says that they like you, that you are handsome and wants to talk
to you, especially boys, they will be threatened. - As soon as he finished Tum approached
and took him by the shoulder. - If you don't believe me, I can secretly search you but you
have to invite me to dinner.

The other guy was still a little stunned and didn't have time to answer anything before Tum
came over and leaned into him, bringing his face closer and grabbing his neck until Gene
felt a chill down his spine.

- Oh, uh, Tum bastard, what are you doing…

Before he could finish, he saw that tall, large, familiar man standing in front of him, and he
wondered when the director had said there was a break, since they had been talking and
hadn't noticed it.

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He felt as if there was ice against him, from the tips of his toes to his head, and
when he turned to face him, it felt as if the three meals were worthless.

- Er... Rested?

-
…

- I only went to smell if Gene was wearing perfume, it smells pretty good, haha.

The face of the man who was listening was still grim.

- My boyfriend, do you need to smell it, phi?

Those words made Mint's whole body, who was behind, go rigid and her face
turned pale as she tried to chat…

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Special 5

Access character roles (Gene)

In the great room there was the sound of the pop music I had put on and the subtle
sound of me humming.

But even though my mouth sings like I'm in a good mood, my brows are knitted, videos
are playing on the tablet, just pounding the songs, being alone in the room, walking
around, not that I'm that tired or anything, but I need to think more with the head

Next week I start a new book, I don't know how it will be for others
writers, but I have to prepare many concrete things before starting to write it, the main
plot has to be worked out, I generally focus more on the plot, and then I take my time
to think about the language of the characters.

For example, I recently mixed two works, and the last book I finished was in the
direction of science and technology, and this time I still wanted to write a BL beauty
like the original, but the task was a bit heavy.

I want the passive young man to be a policeman, and as for the attacking young man...
I'm still debating whether to write something in the gray zone, like casinos, mafia or
let's say murderers, because the main plot this time is that the two main characters
are going to be on opposite sides.

The killer is handsome, but not rich, and readers like the hero to be someone very rich.

- It would fit with the plot...

After muttering to myself I went over and opened the door to go outside, there was a
breeze blowing against my cheeks and the balcony is

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Right in front of the pool, I glanced over nonchalantly and headed to the
kitchen to find some light snacks to eat.

It was more convenient to be in my old flat, but after I moved to the back of
Nubsib's room, I never moved again.

It's still so comfortable hahahahaha

I spent most of the day trying to figure out everything related to my new
novel, and my heart ended up leaning toward the dealer's side, because he
also had something to do with the murder, leaving the long-suffering young
man as the police officer to catch. the young attacker... Like this.

Actually, the plots are quite similar, and there is no major problem in using
the linguistic argument to capture the reader's attention.

But... I don't think much about the scene where the attacker and the bottom are
together, and neither does the image.

Once I got to the room, I sat outside with my laptop and sat until it was almost
dark at some point.

Until…

¡Coup!

The locked door was opened by the owner of the room, who turned to look
at him with wide eyes, a glass in hand.

Nubsib had an anxious look on her face.

- Be careful.

- You…

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He was still stumbling when Nubsib entered without shoes and with his hand on his head.

- You... - The words were still coming out of my mouth and my eyes looked at the other man
from top to bottom. - Where you come from?

- I went to see dad. I told you last night.

Nubsib was formally dressed…

The black suit was close to his body, unbuttoned in the front to show the shirt tucked in, half
tied by a blood-red tie.

It's not that I haven't seen Nubsib in a suit before, but what suffocates me is that I had just
thought that the attacker in my novel, who was a mobster and businessman.

- You've already eaten?

He was still looking at the image of the other.

-
… I have eaten.

- Before I asked you what you said you wanted to eat, why didn't you answer me, huh?

- Yeah? Sorry, I was loading and didn't see it.

Nubsib said nothing, nodding gently, but as she was about to enter the room, I reached out
and grabbed her wrist.

- Wait.

- ¿Hmm?

- What are you going to do?

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His brows rose at first, then returned to their usual arch.

- Well, take a shower.

- Don't go yet, wait a bit and don't take off your clothes.

I pulled Nubsib onto the couch because a good idea came to me, and I quickly went to
my room and came out with hairspray and charged phone.

Standing in front of the tall man, with a somewhat puzzled expression, I said while picking
up the item in my hand.

- I would like to borrow your body for a moment.

- Borrow my body?

- I'm thinking about the hero of my new novel, anyway you're wearing a suit, let me take
a picture of you.

With a tall, well-endowed, handsome man in front of me, I was going to make the most
of it.

At first Nubsib looked puzzled, but then he smiled.

- Is there a reward?

- The reward is that I wash your hair later.

The man chuckled softly.

- I'll wash your hair too.

- Are you still three years old?

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I said, not really caring, putting the phone down on the couch and turning to
open the lacquered lid, ready to dress the man in front of me.

I brushed back his dark hair, leaving some of it hanging naturally, after which
I looked at his eyebrows again, one eye clearly visible as well, and leaned
into him, Nubsib not quite accepting my touch this time, but when I lowered
my eyes to him, I found that he was already looking at me.

The expression was tinged with a smile, just like before, but this time it
seemed a bit strange from the pose she had struck.

- Smiling at what?

- No, I wasn't.

I looked away and washed the lacquer off my hands, before loosening the
blood-red tie a little, an inch or two.

Once I was ready, I took a few steps back, examining the man in front of me
from head to toe.

Nubsib was also too… Handsome, jealous, he looked great no matter they
gave him a costume, the newer the costume the more I got the weird feeling
that Nubsib was Nubsib, but the vibe was different than anything before.

Before seeing Nubsib's new look and thinking of him as the male lead.

- I… Can I take a photo? - I picked up my phone.

- Feel free.

Once I got permission, I turned on the camera and turned to face the person
sitting comfortably on the sofa, not saying that I was bragging about how
well my lover was looking, but no matter how I took the photo,

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what angle will he take it from, the angle that would normally make a person look fat,
Nubsib still looked so handsome, all natural.

God really favors him.

Sharp eyes fixed on the camera, I looked at the camera.

We looked at each other through my phone…

This made me feel weird again, it was like Nubsib could see me through the camera and
touch me with his eyes.

- Hmmm… - I said quietly. - Don't give that look.

- What look? - He raised an eyebrow.

- What you're doing right now.

- ¡Hmmm!...

- No look, no smile.

- Who does Gene want it to be?

- My main man, is… - I said simply, taking a photo of the left side of the phone and the
right side of the phone, which made me feel a little less weird about the strange situation
I had just been in, and then I continued. - Xiao Su is a policeman, and the matter is
related to a murder. Xiao Su felt that Xiao Gong is after the missing woman, so she went
for an undercover investigation.

Nubsib didn't laugh again, but nodded expressionlessly.

- But I haven't worked out the character traits yet, so I can't think of a meeting scene,
how they would be together.

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I kept talking and after being satisfied with the action, I reached over and took Nubsib's
hand and changed the pose so that she was curling up a bit and putting one side of her
calf on the other thigh, holding her hand in the center and looking at the camera.

He is…

Yes, it is possible, but he is also too handsome.

How do those cameramen put up with those male and female models?

- Gene.

I was a bit surprised to hear Nubsib call my name.

- That...? That?

- Reforestation.

- Huh?

Nubsib smiled at the corners of her lips.

- You like me in a suit, right?

-
…

Nubsib was smiling playfully, but he still had a fierce look, perfect for an actor, because no
matter what he called or talked to me, he was still himself, but with an expression and a
voice that befitted a businessman.

- Come here. - agreed.

But I stared at him, and it took me a moment to respond.

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- What are you going to do?

- Whatever it is, let me help you.

- Help?

Help again? Helping with the novel was not as simple as the usual small talk
of help.

- Sit here. - Nubsib pointed his finger at the ground next to him.

My jaw dropped at the gesture, understanding what he meant by help.

His brow furrowed immediately and he shook his head, because it wasn't that
hard, he wasn't shy but he was, it was scary to look at, but when he tried to
back away, another thought arose that it was okay, that it was okay to do what
he was doing first. Nubsib, to see what he was going to do, in case he had
any good ideas, and so he could go and solve the headache he had now.

So I went up to him.

But before I could sit up, Nubsib hugged me close to him.

- You're a cop.

- My eyes were about to pop out.

-
…

Wasn't I your child?

- Has something occurred to you? - Nubsib looks at my hand, one of which

gently rubs my fingertips.

- Wait, Cloud...

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- If you walk through the door here and maybe you get an idea of what it's like to be captured.

- Well, I don't… um. - I couldn't speak again with my face cupped between
those thick hands

I looked up at him and he lowered his head too and came over to me with that pretty face,
his eyes fixed, and I felt my heart pounding and
he fidgeted, thinking that Nubsib was going to pinch my face again, but finally he lowered
his head and kissed me hard with his lips.

- Sr. Gene…

-
… - My face almost fell to the ground.

- Stop being so charming, do you see how much I'm holding back?

I tore my face from its claws and frowned.

- What the hell are you going to do?

- Well, so be it.

Nubsib removed his tie from around his neck as if he hadn't heard me, and as I continued
to watch his movements with bewildered eyes, the man in front of me clasped my hands
together and tied the tie so tightly that by the time my thoughts returned , I couldn't move
either of my hands like I wanted to.

By then my eyes were literally popping out of my head.

- Nubsib! What are you doing?

-
…
- He didn't answer, hooked his fingers in his tie and brought me closer to him.

- Stop, Sib, let me go.

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- Let it go? We are in foreign territory, it is not good to let you back so easily, right?

- I do not want to play.

Only now did I start to tremble a bit, before Nubsib said that he wanted to help, and that it
fit well with what the protagonist had said in the casino, although he has red ears, but not
too much.

But now that he had tied my hands… I felt like there really was no way to escape.

- Nub... ah!

The words became a whisper in my throat as the man across from me pinned me down,
half pushing, half pulling me onto the soft sofa.

It all happened so fast that my eyes closed slightly, but when I opened them I saw the sharp
face in front of me leaning in too far.

Nubsib's arm was by my ear, his body lowered so I could hear his voice more clearly, and
though he had just returned from outside, Nubsib's body did not smell of sweat, but of a
faint perfume.

- I am telling the truth.

- Oh really?

-
…

- What's real?

Nubsib pressed against me, her expression unchanged, her slender arms moving toward
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legs wider and her knees squeezed into my midsection.

I raised my bound hands to get away, my legs and hips fleeing, but…

- Ah!

-
…
- Suddenly Nubsib smiled with the corner of his mouth.

-
…

- Just rubbing lightly?

- I was surprised!

- You cops are stubborn.

Isn't this man ashamed? Nubsib gently rubbed his knee against my lower body, and when
the object below me was touched without warning, I was startled and tried very hard to
keep my legs closed, but as one of Nubsib's legs was still in the center, it was increasingly
strange for me to lift my leg.

I am not a saint, all human bodies are the same, and when they touch you here, even if
you don't want to feel anything, there is something that comes out of your mind and your
body.

- You're sorry, aren't you?

- I don't. - I said, pursing my lips.

- So hard and you still don't want to admit it, or do I have to go first?

-
…

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I didn't answer anything, because I felt that if I opened my mouth now it would make some
kind of coy sound.

- What do you mean?

I felt the heat on my face, I felt the part that still provoked me, and the more I didn't answer,
the heavier the pressure on my knees became, accompanied by a rhythmic movement, it
was as if it was trying to hold me back, and I opened my eyes. and I looked at the other man.

Nubsib was really…trying to make fun of me.

- If that's the case…

- ¡No, ah, no!

- Hmm? - Raising an eyebrow. - No what?

- I... I don't want to go, hmmm.

- Because? - I clenched my teeth. - Wait... wait, it's going to get dirty.

- ¡Mmm!

I heard a laugh escape my throat, but I closed my eyes and turned my face away because it
seemed really unacceptable.

If you take off my tie, I'll make you lose your good looks!

Nubsib didn't do the naughty thing anymore, so I immediately put my hand in front of him,
trying to get him to untie me first, and then ran to the bathroom to calm my emotions before
beating the boy up.

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Sib grabbed my hand and, instead of untying it, pulled it over my head and pulled my shirt
up to my collarbone.

- You are a policeman, but the skin is very white.

-
…

- In that case, another race would be better.

- A new career? - I repeated his words like this.

The man in front of me leaned close to my ear and whispered to me.

The words made my eyes go wide, I felt my face turn even redder than before, and I
twisted my body away.

- You scoundrel! It's enough, let me go. Didn't you say at the beginning that you wanted
to let me go?

- When did I say that? I haven't said anything yet.

-
…

I couldn't bear to leave the scene, my hands were tied above my head and my legs were
pinned down by Nubsib, so I decided to get up and open my mouth to bite Nubsib's neck,
which was the only thing I could do, thinking! that I had to bite him to make him bleed!

- Ah!

But when Nubsib slid his thick hand up my behind, it all turned to a moan in my throat.

My breasts bounced on the couch as soon as he pressed.

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Nubsib surprised me when he brushed his soft lips over my breasts, and when he brought
them to his mouth, causing my expression to change instantly.

It was as if electricity came out of there and ran through my body. Nubsib's tongue was
so hot that I needed to close my eyes and grit my teeth as I licked it, but as if she knew I
was holding back my voice, she purposely sucked lightly and hard, making it hard.

- Yes... no, ah.

It wasn't my first time with Nubsib…not the second, not the third, not the fourth, not the
fifth, and I wasn't used to this in bed before, but I wasn't used to it now either, because
Nubsib was deliberately trying to provoke.

I gently shook my head, frowning, not opening my eyes until the sensation wears off, my
face instantly reddening at the tug of his tongue as he pulls it away.

Nubsib lightly licked her mouth.

- Ah!

Fingertips brushing the tip.

- Indeed, the police...

-
…

- Saying no, but making such an erotic face, aren't you ashamed?
- He was still shaking his head.

- ¿Hmm?

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This Nubsib that was above me was indeed Nubsib. But his words and his eyes made
me feel something different than before, and something washed over me like a tidal
wave as Nubsib slipped out of his suit and undid every button, including the valuable
belt buckle.

Nusbib lowered his head again and brought his lips close to my face and ears, before
taking his tongue to my neck and then biting it with his teeth, which was strangely painful
until I felt those thick hands on my hips, lifting me off my feet. lying on my back, when I
also felt my pants being taken off.

There was only one pair of pants underneath. Nubsib kept holding my bound hand with
that hand and pressing it against the sofa, our faces together, while the other hand held
my waist. At that moment, the last piece of clothing I was wearing was taken off, and the
thick hands pressed down hard.

- It really is time for you to dedicate yourself to another profession, Mr. Police.

-
… uh.

My fingertips trembled at the feel of his hot breath on my back and Nubsib lowered
himself completely, cupping my hips with both hands.

- Do not move. - said the solemn voice when I tried to get up.

I don't know what I understood now or what I thought, but I didn't dare move again
because I was so slightly scared, so I put my hands to my mouth and hid my face in my
arms.

- Ummm... mmmm.

The push of a finger was felt on my bottom, along with the wetness of a tongue. I could
hear the timid licking in my ears, my body was about to slide onto the sofa and if Nubsib
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him, I felt my lower body get so hard that it hurt to say anything.

Nubsib couldn't take it, but my own emotions were building up and I couldn't help it, even though
my hands were tied by the tie, I forced my hand down, hiding my face on the sofa, earnestly trying
to touch and ease the situation.

...and they raised their hand.

- Can't take any more?

- Well, Nubsib...

Nubsib didn't move again, but the more I held back, the more confused and blank my mind became,
feeling oppressed.

- Si...

-
…
- The owner of the name remained silent, with the intention of making fun of
my.

I pursed my lips slightly, but finally said it.

- Hmm, come in… come in…

-
...

- You… ¡ah!

Immediately he was thrusting hard and the expression on his face was uncontrollable, the heat in
my body made me need to bite my lips hard, Nubsib grabbed my hips with both hands as if to pull
him closer, leaving no gap.

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It took a while for him to start moving slowly, the more he touched me there the
hotter he felt.

It was as if something flickered in my belly.

- Ah...ah.

Then I moved slowly, feeling a little stiff because I hadn't used any lube, and then
I moved a little faster, like a bicycle, in a straight line toward the highest point,
and when I was about to reach the top, it stopped. He stopped in place and
began to rub my butt cheeks gently with his hand, it made me feel better there.

When Nubsib moved again, my body trembled where it entered. I don't know
why, but the more I got excited, the more I shook my head, the more tears came
out of my eyes, and when I got up from the sofa, my face was soaked.

I want to touch myself with my hands but I can't...

- I can not take it anymore…

The man behind me leaned toward me.

- Do you want me to move?

- Yeah…

- Then say something to convince me.

Convince him? My vision blurred, thinking not about what had happened before
or after, but about what is happening in this
time.

- I'm sorry... I'm sorry, no... I won't sneak in here again.

-
…

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- Move... Move.

-
…
- Nubsib seemed to be frozen.

No... isn't it? Head down, I couldn't see the other man's expression or movement, but I could feel him

near my back, and then his thick hand brushed against my bottom, and Sib gently cupped my ear in

his mouth and laughed.

- You are amazing.

-
…

- I'm going to put it in and I'll touch you with my hand wherever you want.

Since my knees weren't strong, Nubsib no longer used this position, instead making me lie down on

the sofa, and every time I moved, the place would touch and bulge completely.

- Mmm.

- Gene… - The sound of my name being gasped over and over again in my ears.

My eyes were blurry, my body moved by the forceful thrusts of my hips, Nubsib cupping my chin with

one hand, turning my face to his that had been sucking on my neck, then pressing his lips to mine.

After a few movements, my body finally reached climax.

I felt like I was seeing stars, my face and all parts of my body were so hot that I didn't want to move

anymore…

-
…

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I looked up at him as he rubbed the ointment on my wrist.

There was the red mark of the tie he had worn, and now the tie was lying on the
table next to the sofa.

Luckily the bathroom was huge, so I threateningly told him not to come closer, I
closed the curtain and stood on the shower head to clean myself, every time I do
these things I have some inexplicable feeling that I don't know how to explain

I usually go to sleep sleepy first and then Nubsib takes care of that for me, shy as he
is, and I know he means well because he's worried I have a tummy ache, but today...
He irritated me to the point of flying off and giving him a kick.

- Hurts? - asks Sib softly.

He gently opens the curtain with his hand and I hardly notice anything, I look at my
hand and then back at him, his expression looking especially concerned and making
me want to roll my eyes.

- Why are you doing this if you think it would hurt me?

- I was trying to help.

- You're just trying to annoy me.

- And that's because you're very handsome.

- Huh? - He seemed confused. - Is it a disease in your heart?

Nubsib chuckled softly at that, her eyes boring into mine.

- Gene, you followed the plot, if you're going to tell me that you don't feel well, that you're
not released, I don't believe you.

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-
…

Looking at me with a flirtatious look, I forcefully raised my hand as if to hit him in the face,
not too forcefully either, but he caught it in his hand.

I didn't know it at the time!

- Have you already come up with a novel? Sib asked, but she acted as if she already knew
the result.

Just... I guess so.

At first I had many ideas, but now I admit that I have thought of many things.

I have a long story in my head, including a sex scene with the two male leads.

I sighed when it turned out like this and pulled my hand away, but then Nubsib reached out
to me instead and kissed me super hard instead.

- So we're going to try the doctor and the patient next time?

- ¡No!

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Special 6

one day in the Life

Kupkip had never thought that saving for a trip abroad but with a friend would have an
added advantage.

He was walking out of the subway station towards the Ghidoriga Fuchi Gardens, his
eyes scrutinizing everything these two remembered around him, and walking carelessly
when his eyes happened to catch a glimpse there.

¿¡Nubsib, P’Gene!?

Yeah, a tall guy walking around with another guy was definitely Nubsib and Gene!

Your Couple is spreading sugar daily…

Kupkip is a fan of both, and although there are distractions like Korean lovebirds and
Chinese celebrities, he is definitely part of the fanclub of the two, and although he was
not a big fan at first, in addition to news that the two were dating together on the sly
making the Couple a bit confusing and even borderline iffy, he's a huge fan now.

Although Nubsib's resignation from the circle the following month came as a shock to
everyone, after that he gradually started posting pictures of P'Gene or being affectionate
on IG, which made everyone more and more inclined towards the circle. couple,
although there were some Nubsib fans who were not satisfied, but the more they saw
the cute photos of the two of them, they also gradually got on the fanclub.

There are a lot of people saying that these two are definitely together, but since there
hasn't been a direct announcement or denial, they are still living their lives as usual
and leaving the fans to guess for themselves, so this whole thing has been making the
rounds. the minds of the fans.

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Now we are almost in April and Somo, a friend of hers, has been planning next year
(which is this) since the middle of last year, to see the cherry blossoms anyway, and
they have to be the real cherry blossoms of Japan.

Kupkip was excited counting the days, she hadn't seen real cherry blossoms either, it
had been a long time since she could take a trip abroad, she had bought her things a
month ago, but once she came and saw Nubsib and Gene, she ...She was about to
faint.

- You... You, you, you.

- Oh, what the hell Kupkip, why are you pulling me!

Scolded by her friend, Kupkip didn't get angry at all and held out her hand to point that
way.

- Do you think those are Nubsib and Gene? I think it's definitely Nubsib and Gene, but
you can help me make sure.

Somo looked, and then his sullen expression turned to excitement.

- Seriously, it's Nubsib and Gene?

The two of them were left screaming for a while after, causing everyone around them
to look at them with strange eyes.

- Take a photo.

It wasn't as cold as between November and December, but it wasn't hot or mild either,
about 13 or 15 degrees Celsius, plus today it was colder than usual, only 11 degrees
Celsius, and Nubsib was wearing a sweater and a black coat, not very thick, thigh-
high, with black jeans and canvas sneakers underneath, a look I had never seen in
Thailand.

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Kupkip used to think that wearing this would make you round and balled up, but Gene
was especially handsome in it, soft and petite, his legs as thin as sticks.

The two men walked and talked, with a smile on their lips, wondering what interesting
things they were talking about.

- Would it be rude? Film them like this.

- I'm just filming, I want to keep it.

- Then come this way.

The two of them approached the cherry trees in the garden, there were some white and
pink ones in bloom, there were almost as many people but today it was not so crowded,
some of the flowers were long overdue and the wind was blowing and there were petals
floating.

I'm sure Kupkip saw the scene beautifully, especially... There was his own Couple
talking and laughing among the flowers, making everything turn pink.

She picked up her phone and reached out to take a photo, but was startled.

- ¡...!

- Oh, my God, Nubsib is looking at us, seeing us…

- They should be sorry if they are going to photograph them…

They both looked disappointed and seemed about to raise their hands in apology, but
before they could, they saw Nubsib smile and nod at them.

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- Sib... . Phi smiles at us!

- Can I ask to die under this cherry blossom tree? No need to go back to Thailand.

Getting a smile as if it were comforting, Somo held Kupkip's phone close to him looking
like he was going to point it at the camera, but before that happened Nubsib turned his
head as Gene pulled up his shirt and called out to him, both of them had saved many
photos before this and there was nothing not to his liking at this point.

... He didn't say anything.

- You, you, you, hey, upload it to the page, the photo right now, now.

Put the theme of Nubsib and Gene, upload photos.

I was planning to publish a post about my daily trips to Japan, but today I didn't plan to
show my trips or anything like that…

(Photos) (Photos)

Looknum Cartoon: Meet Nubsib and Gene!

Mew nattatida: Nubsib and Gene jealous, they went on a trip together, why doesn't Sib
post photos on IG?

Tinida chummat: Two guys, walking together like this, hehehe, they want more.

Fah Wiwattana: Inevitably, the pairing is even bigger.

It's only been a few minutes and a lot of people have commented below.

Kupkip watched and laughed, especially at those who said she had such good eyes and
was so jealous, and in fact, she herself felt that she had such good eyes.

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Since there was no fork in the road, they followed Nubsib and Gene until they
reached a good photo spot, when Kupkip saw Gene stop and tug gently on Nubsib's
arm.

As the cherry blossoms reached all the way down, the white and pink cherry
blossoms continued to bloom, and the ground was full of green, Gene pulled Nubsib
to avoid the passers-by and stood under one of the trees in full bloom, holding his
hand. mobile phone, smiling with narrowed eyes, pointing finger and saying not to
move to take a picture.

But Nubsib shook his head and yanked Gene to his feet, then stepped away and
took the photo, only to see Gene in the shot and then moved a little closer, cupping
his hand so that it fell off. Chin.

- My God, let me die.

- They are definitely together, trust me, in time to film.

- Just in time…

Kupkip walked away and nodded, but Somo pulled her closer and pretended she
was taking the photo herself, they knew Nubsib knew they were there, but P'Gene
didn't know yet.

So it's better to pretend, P'Gene is a shy person, if he knew that he would pose more
coldly than he does now, and then they wouldn't be able to see such a flashy photo.

- Then I'll take a picture of you later.

- No problem.

- No, I'll do it for you.

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Nubsib smiled, and it was clear to Kupkip that it was an affectionate smile.

Once the photo was taken, he pulled it to his side to see how the photo had turned out,
his little mouth said something and he finally nodded satisfied.

- It's a good picture.

- So, is there a reward for me?

- Do you want a reward for taking the photo yourself?

- If I don't, I won't have the confidence to take more photos.

- Well, what do you want then?

Nubsib whispered softly in her ear, but Gene's expression immediately changed, and if it
weren't for the cold, the two girls were sure their cheeks were even redder.

Kupkip got up and held her friend, feeling like she was going to miss.

- What do you think Nubsib said?

- What will it be tonight or something like that, I hope so, send photos right now.

Put the theme of Nubsib and Gene and upload the photos.

I don't know what is whispered, but this side is dead.

(Photo)

Ssipha phuwadi: The cherry blossoms on that road have turned even pinker.

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Tiamfah sealiew: Although the flag has been flown many times before, it is
once and sure together, seeing this picture makes it even more sure.

- People on the page think like us.

- This is the correct way to navigate a Couple.

They chatted and followed Nubsib and P'Gene when they saw them come down.

It was a bit of a guilty pleasure to follow them into their private time like this, but they
were also keen to watch and didn't get too close, and it was a long time afterward
before they took a photo or uploaded their photo to the page again.

On the way to the boat rental place, P'Gene called Nubsib once more.

Kupkip established that the two were lovers and that they got together at the time of
filming the drama because their closeness was particularly natural and without
awkwardness, and also because… Nubsib follows the love interest, who is older
than him but still acts like a boy. , and makes you feel the warmth of the heart.

She loves when two guys express their love to each other. At first, he just followed
their looks, but the photos Nubsib uploaded to IG showed him how they got along
and how they communicated, and made her feel that, even though they weren't
especially handsome, their mutual affection brought them together and made those
who saw the photos feel happy.

Kupkip and Somo didn't rent a boat, but they stood in a place where they could see
them on the boat, the white boat with blue stripes going away from the river, and little
by little it was a little difficult to find them as they rowed a little far.

Somo kept taking photos, no, I should say videos.

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The phone recording is of no use now, Nubsib was rowing at the bow of the boat, as Gene
picked up his phone and photographed the surroundings, including his own lover, and gave
a big smile when he did so.

- They really look so in love, apart from the blessing, I have a little envy.

-
…
- Kupkip agreed.

- I never thought that someone like Nubsib, who seems so cold, would seem so in love with
P'Gene.

- I also believe it.

- It is because of the love they have for each other, even if they are not close, if they love
each other, there will naturally be an atmosphere of love.

- Yeah.

Somo was still holding his phone, and as soon as he saw the camera person smile, he smiled
next to him, but after a while he looked at Kupkip.

- Who do you think is the asset and who is the liability?

The person listening was surprised.

- It must be that Bb is the active one.

- I don't think that's necessarily the case with your bed.

- Okay Somo, don't go against my Couple, look at the page we've created, be careful if I get
angry.

- I… I'm just trying to make fun of you, I can't think of an image if Gene pushes Nubsib.

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- You don't need to think about that image, just read Gene's novel.

- Oh! As?

- You've read the novel, the last chapter, and it's fantastic, so you know that
Gene is writing from the bottom's point of view, portraying that feeling, which
means it's really there. - Kupkip laughed at the long analysis.

- You really have magnifying glass eyes Kip.

The two stopped taking photos and decided to go to the vending machine to
buy some green tea and take a selfie, happily it was almost night and it seemed
like there was some kind of festival tonight, the lights around the cherry blossoms
they lit up as soon as it got dark and it was especially beautiful, they had both
seen the photos that someone had posted last year about the festival.

Afterwards, they saw Nubsib and Gene walking down the path towards the
temple, as they had planned to look around and take pictures of the cherry
blossoms, but now they had changed their plans to go to the temple.

As we got closer, it got darker and we could see the bright lights of the hanging
lanterns, a different beauty from the cherry blossom scene during the day, and
more people coming out for the festival.

The courtyard in front of the temple was lined with stalls and all around it was
filled with floating incense.

- Oh, I have good photos again.

- Nice background like this, the faces are clearly visible.

Put the theme of Nubsib and Gene and upload photos.

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The temple was very crowded but there were tables to eat, I didn't find a good place but
I did get a good photo #Gene and the takoyaki

(Photo)

Sawapak kuglin: Indeed the clearer you make the photo the better, together!!!

Lin Sore: I can guess that if there weren't so many people here, it would have been a
battle of the lips!

Look Cartoon: He doesn't have photos like that, those in which he smiles at the camera.

Kupkip was still laughing at the comments, but when reminded by her friend, who was
standing next to her, she saw them walking away, so she quickly followed.

At dusk, Somo began taking the scarf out of her bag and putting it around her.

- It's so cold... I think it's cold too when I see Gene's face.

Perhaps due to the special blessing, after seeing P'Gene's movements and the feeling
of cold around her, Kupkip was especially tempted to take her friend's scarf and tie it for
the P'Gene.

Watching him struggle to get his hands into his cotton coat and struggle to stay close to
the taller man next to him, until all who watched smiled as Nubsib took the cold man's
hand and thrust it into his chest. in the pocket of his coat and clothes, many people
passed by, but no one saw...

Kupkip's heart melted to see them smile at each other.

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As they kept walking, there weren't many people inside the temple, maybe
because there was nothing to see here that nobody cared about, quiet but
calm and serene, when they turned and looked back they saw orange
lanterns of all colors and heard some noise.

The two men face forward again and nod to each other.

- Let's go back.

- Well, let them stay together, then I'll send a message to Gene's brother to
apologize, I'll post the photo, I don't know when he found out.

- Well, okay, go and rest... Oh!

As they were about to walk away from their favorite Couple, their eyes
widened to see Nubsib and P'Gene standing where they could see the light
of a dim lantern, a breeze blowing and the sound of bells

At that moment, Nubsib was lowering her head near the man next to her,
her lips pressed against his face.

-
... So.

- My God, a kiss on the face, definitely together!

Nusbib's handsome face turned just as Kupkip and Somo couldn't help but
scream.

She still had a smile at the corner of her mouth and she ran her fingers over
her lips.

The screams were about to cut the sky…

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The next thing these two did was rush back to their rooms and keep
screaming, one day that didn't seem worth the trip, but was otherwise
magnificent.

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Special 7

This year there are twenty-one (Sib)

- Hey Sib, tomorrow is your birthday.

- Well if you really want to go have a drink with us, you haven't been with us
for a long time, and this Saturday is fair.

Sing and Win's voices snapped me out of my thoughts of looking at the

elevator floor and I immediately thought of today's date before reacting to the
fact that tomorrow really is my birthday.

There was a moment of silence before he finally nodded and answered.

- Next week then.

- Oooh. The two looked confused, but not for long before they immediately
changed their expressions and said. - Yeah, I forgot about Gene.

- Well, birthdays are still to be with the love of your life, I'm very jealous, so
let's leave it like that, you love Gene more anyway, because next week, there
isn't much difference.

I did not refuse.

Because I was thinking of someone else.

Actually I didn't care much about birthdays or anything like that, the last year
or the first few years was nothing special, if I knew what interested me during
that time, I also received gifts from my parents from time to time, and each
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smile, my brother Neng's birthday was more or less the same, maybe
because he knew we were boys and didn't pay much attention to it.

But... As soon as it was time to live with Gene, I began to expect every
surprise from the love of my life, Christmas, Valentine's Day, birthdays,
anything, as long as it was Gene's, I was happy.

- We'll be in touch then.

- Well, see you next time.

- Yeah. - I took the car keys and went out to sit in my usual place behind the
flower crown.

Since the end of my employment contract with P'Tum, my life had become
especially regular, before sometimes I missed classes for work reasons, or
took breaks away from home, and although I controlled the time to try not to
disturb my personal time, the period before the end of the contract was really
heavy in terms of work and especially exhausting.

But the disadvantage is the same, there is one less source of income after
the end of the contract, and a few months ago I began to look more at the
business side, I bought some company shares and after reviewing them I
thought about buying more shares and investing more in the future, as for
the rest I bought others and waited for my part.

The other way was to work in a company, dad wanted me to stop modeling
a long time ago to take over the family business, so I went to a lot of
company parties.

When I got to the room I unlocked and gently pushed the door open and
immediately pop music and chanting was heard along with the sound of the
curtains attached to the patio being open and the wind blowing could hear
the curtains fluttering.

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Knowing that there was another person outside, only then did he head for the door there.

- Gene.

The familiar figure was sitting on a chair by the pool in her home clothes, her computer on
her lap, a drink and a half-eaten cake on the little table next to her.

Two large eyes stared at the screen, blinking in a way that made the corners of my mouth
lift.

- Ow, you're back, why are you so early today.

- The teacher left class early. - I approached him and ran my hand over his face as soon
as I entered, the angle was clear enough to see his round and pretty head.

- Well, that's comfortable.

- He is not as comfortable as you, eating and sitting like that in front of the screen, be
careful with the fat.

-
…
- The face of the person who was listening began to sulk.

After seeing this I went over and leaned my head on that little shoulder, my eyes went to
the first draft I was writing, there were many pages written today.

Usually, Gene created a new document to write each day and only put it in the main
document when everything was sorted. When he got too stressed, he would write a plan
and say that he should write a few pages today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow
after he had rested.

He didn't want Gene to get too stressed out, money wasn't an issue because he could
support it for the rest of his life. I had a very serious talk with

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he and Gene listened to me like a good guy, from writing novels for a career to writing
novels for fun, whenever I wanted to write, and it was even better now that I was
starting to write novels.

Seeing Gene happy makes me happy too.

- I also took a walk around the pool before you came.

I put my hand on his head and approached him, smelling his scent, the scent of a lover
that makes me feel calm, and thinking about tomorrow, I told him.

- This is not enough exercise, do you want to go out with me tomorrow?

- Outside?

- It's weekend.

The person listening was confused at first, then he had a hard look, his eyes drifting
left and right.

- The thing is…

-...? - I raised an eyebrow.

- I had a date with Tum during the day.

- ¿Con P'Tum?

- Well…

- Why on this day, where are you going?

- To buy something important, I made an appointment with Tum a few weeks ago.

-
…

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Shopping?

My expression changed a bit and my eyes went to the person next to me.

Tomorrow is my birthday, Gene... don't you remember?

Thinking about it gave me a feeling of grievance.

- But, but I'm free at night. - Gene immediately raised his voice and turned
his body towards me. - You don't have any plans for tomorrow night, do you?

I could only sigh slightly as I saw the difficult face of the man in front of me.

I couldn't control my feelings as a woman, because Gene was the person I

loved and cared for the most, and new feelings that I had never felt for
anyone else were constantly present for the person in front of me.

But since I didn't want to make him feel bad, I just tried to sort out my feelings
and nodded slowly.

- It's okay, I'm not going anywhere.

The person listening seemed a little better.

- Then at night, I should be back at six.

- OK.

I replied, pinching his nose and face before saying I was going to my room
to shower and change, before getting up and walking away, worried that he
might selfishly hug the other person.

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A few minutes pass and by the time I'm showered and changed and ready to go,
Gene is still sitting outside and the phone rings just as I walk out, seeing Dad's name
and picking up the phone.

- Hour.

[Sib, tomorrow is your birthday, are you going home?]

- No, I'm supposed to be back on Sunday. - I said as I approached and lay down on
the couch.

[There is a party for the opening of a new company tomorrow, I told you about it last
week...]

- Yes, I remember.

After Neng left to help Dad at the office, he had opened a branch elsewhere, a
project that started with a lot of preparation and had been talked about late last year,
only Dad had initially said that the inauguration was the next Sunday, but now it said
it was going to be tomorrow, which surprised me a little.

[Your mom said she wanted it to be on your birthday, so when you go to register it
will say your birthday, so the opening is tomorrow, and the invitations went out last
week.] Dad explained [I didn't tell you at first because I thought you would be there
with Gene, but mom said you should bring Gene, what do you think?]

- Tomorrow?... - I repeated.

[It's okay if you're not available, it's too much of a rush, it's okay to bring Gene home
on a weekday.]

I didn't answer right away, but I thought of Gene first, because he said he wasn't
here during the day and wouldn't be back before six.

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[Well, that should be fine, since the event starts in the afternoon.]

- OK.

[Where is Gene, your mother asks?]

- Gene has something to do, so I don't think he can come, so tell mom to wait
and see him on Sunday.

When he said that, Dad answered, told a few details about the matter, and hung
up.

I put the phone down on the coffee table in front of the sofa and my eyes drifted
to the glass doors and I saw the ripples of water rising from the pool,
accompanied by the sound of the music Gene was listening to.

I didn't ask Gene if he wanted to go to this party because he said this time he
talked about going shopping for something very important and... The love of my
life is one who doesn't like to go to those parties where you have to ride a show
and people want this and that, not for Gene.

Even though I want to spend the whole day with him on my birthday, I try not to
think about it too much if I can't, and I didn't worry when I didn't see Gene again
a few years ago.

At night... Just say it's time for your birthday and then take your time and create
deep memories.

~~~

- It's your birthday, so today was the day chosen for the opening of the
company.

- Well, it's a great idea, I doubt that my new company in Pattaya will choose my
daughter's birthday.

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I looked at my mother next to me with the same expression as always,

smiling, showing no thought, nodding slightly and returning an appreciative
look when I saw the two boys in the middle of the hall finishing their argument.

I was a bit tired after being Mom's tool all afternoon, but the good thing was
that the director who had come up a few hours earlier to announce the start
was my brother Neng.

Mom's hand was no longer on my arm and I raised my hand to check my

watch, it was almost six and Gene should be back soon so I would be going
home in a few minutes.

- For me, my boy is great, I don't know if for anyone else but I think he's
great, so when we were discussing the opening date we wanted it to be on
his birthday, hopefully the company grows as well as he does.

I sighed, not expecting my mother to say that.

- Pim I remember Sib, I've seen his show before and I was sad for a long
time after I left him, I didn't know he was Aunt Orn's son. - whisper.

I looked up at her and gave her a polite smile when she was looking too.

- Aw, have you worked in show business before boy?

- Well a little bit.

Maybe because that was all I said, my mother couldn't help but say.

- Sib can earn his own money now, but it's good to leave him, there is a lot
to do and it turns out that Mr. Wat wants him to come to work with him, so
that he can do it after university.

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Her eyes lit up and she walked over to me, so I pretended not to see her, but Mom seemed to
see her and had a serious look on her face, and then she said something complimentary and left.

I laughed when I saw it.

My mother isn't like the others, she doesn't like business associations and there's… Mom's
daughter-in-law, she hadn't been officially announced yet, but she wasn't going to change.

- Returning home?

Leaving Mom sitting for a moment, she finally dropped her hand.

- Yeah.

- Make sure you're home on Sunday, Mom has dinner ready and she misses Gene.

I smiled even more when I heard that.

- Okay, I'll have Gene call tomorrow when we get there soon.

Mom looked pleased, patted my suit shoulder, shook my hand with a proud expression, and
walked me to the door of the building, but not wanting to make things difficult for me, she
hastened to say that she was going back inside.

There are plenty of security guards hired for big formal parties and you can ask them to take you
to the front terrace, but I didn't want to be too intrusive so I detoured to the side and headed
straight for the car park.

When I sat in the car and closed the door, I picked up the phone and saw that no message had
been sent. I didn't want to think about it too much, but the

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feelings of grievance reappeared, many hours had passed and my Gene still didn't know
it.

But the thought that the other might not be back yet or have something of their own to
do, was all it took for him to close the phone with a soft sigh.

Starting the car, I headed to the front of the garden, as the building was built in an
alleyway, to reach the main road I needed to go through a road with a river on both
sides, a very large electricity pole was located in middle of the road, leaving the road
illuminated in sections, the party was not over yet and there were hardly any cars on this
long road.

A few hundred meters away I saw a vehicle with a black western license plate parked in
the middle of the road in front of me and I slowed down, intending to pass, but the person
who got out of the car forced me to stop.

Since the glass in front of the car had no anti-puncture film, he saw me right away, and
the delighted sight made me sigh in annoyance straight from the car.

The car broke down and stopped in the middle of the road, the daughter of the
businessman Mom had met forty minutes before... Since she was a partner in Dad's
company, she had to stop the car here at least, although she wanted to hurry back to
see Gene.

I stopped and got off and he immediately told me.

- ¡P'Sib!

"Yeah," I nodded, looking over at his car. - It's broken, isn't it?

- Yes, I had to go home in a hurry, so I told my father to go ahead, but instead I got stuck
here, I have called someone, but there is still time and I am in a hurry.

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Seeing her anxious look, I said nothing and went over to open the front hood of
her car and as she looked at the machine she leaned over and I looked at her a little.
time.

I felt nothing for that anxious look on his face that made him want to cry, trying so
hard for attention instead made me think of a scene from a romantic movie and I
couldn't help but laugh.

I didn't expect him to use the car as a trap, because chance encounters in dramas
are not easy, and knowing what his father had planned before, there are no
arranged marriages these days, but you can still sporadically see business
marriages, where two business owners meet on a date, almost like each other,
and simply decide to get married with good financial backing.

This situation is like... like a by-product.

- I'm in a hurry…

- It seems that there is a problem with the circuit, if you call for someone to come,
call an extractor by the way.

- Ah, thank you very much, that's impressive... I didn't know anything, there was a
strange noise while I was driving and I stopped.

-
... - I nodded.

- Well, but... But I was in a hurry, and it took a while until someone came again...

- You're not that far from the party, it's okay to take you there first.

- It's just... I just called dad, but it seems he's already back and lost. - She smiled.

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-
... - I lowered my eyes.

His car broke down, but he used it as an excuse.

- I had something urgent to do to get home, and my house is in Klong Song, which is particularly far from

here, and there are no taxis that come here...

-
...

If you don't mind, you can...

- If that's the case, I'll wait with you until your friend comes.

- Understand!

I looked at his expression of surprise, not only that, but a sneaky grimace and an am I sick look for not

accepting your kindness?

She didn't want to take her, it would have been just as far to get to a place where she could pay for a

taxi, and standing around waiting for a taxi would have been more of a waste of time than waiting for her

friend to arrive.

Since I didn't really want to talk to her, I went over to my car and greeted her politely, but she sort of

forced me to agree to let her sit in it, as for me, I went over to the broken down car to check it out and

make sure there wasn't something wrong. make it worse if he drove it.

- P'Sib.

I jumped and followed the voice to see the girl sticking her head out the window with my phone in hand.

- Someone has called, he told me to answer, it's urgent.

-
...

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My expression hadn't changed since I got out of the car to help her look at it, but when I
reached over and picked up the phone, it was off the hook, and the name on it made my
eyes mist over.

The voice on the phone told me to bring the phone to my ear quickly before I could say
anything to this girl.

- Gene.

[Where are you? Who just answered the phone?] The voice was small but full of
confusion and discontent.

- I left my phone in the car and I'm in the alley in front of Hotel J.

[J Hotel? Did you go to the party?] There was some surprise on the other end of the
phone. [Then why is the daughter of someone Aunt Orn knows in your car?]

Normally, if I see Gene jealous, even if I don't want to upset him, but there is sweetness
in my heart, all of Gene's expressions of love and possessiveness towards me make
me feel good, but this time it's different.

I was thinking the same as Gene, if it had been a little intervention from another girl it
would have been acceptable, but exchanging phone calls, as if I had given that girl
permission to be around me, was on another level and if Gene really misunderstood it
would have been a big problem, so my expression changed again.

I snapped it to Gene, tersely, and didn't hide it at all, and heard a soft sigh.

[Sib.]

- Hmm.

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[Why are you so handsome?]

-
…

No need to waste time guessing, Gene's expression was now immediately on my mind,
how far his face would swell, and if he continued to aggravate, I could pinch his face with
my hands if I was close.

[I got home at four, but it was almost seven when I saw that you weren't back yet, so I
called... Luckily, I called.]

- I'll be back in a few minutes, it's not very far.

Gene answered nonchalantly and hung up after I hung up the phone to look at the person
sitting in the front seat of my car.

She had answered the phone nearby, and there was not an ounce of cover in what I said,
in my expression, or in my feelings for Gene, and the complete lack of surprise made me
sure that she already knew about Gene, and if something had been at my event, that meant
like every other fan she knew that Gene and I were already together.

-
…

- Next time, please, watch your manners. - was all I said, before walking away.

I had to stand on the other side of the road and wait for someone to pick her up because
she had the car, but it was calmer now, calmer than before because I had talked to Gene
a bit.

A while later, the sound of the car approached, whose lights shone a little blindingly until it
stopped next to her, thinking at first that it was the car that had come to pick up the girl, but
instead it wasn't.

-
…

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The eyebrows rose slightly, this was not an ordinary car, it was a yellow and green
taxi.

The door opened and I stepped back just a bit, the person inside came out and
just seeing half the head and light brown hair I knew immediately who was coming.

- That's all, one moment please, someone will come up in a moment.

The car customer went to pay first and when he was done he turned to look at me,
his eyes drifting, his face wooden, and I could clearly see his annoyance.

- While here waiting for a car.

I smiled softly, my expression a bit cheerful.

- What brings you here?

- I have come to take you home, if I had not come I don't know how long you would
have been here waiting for the taxi.

- Don't bother, wait at home for a while and I'll be back.

- Don't talk too much, I've already wasted a lot of time.

That was all he said before aggressively approaching my car, smiling and opening
the driver's side door, but what he said made the girl immediately blush, get out of
the car because there was already
a taxi parked next door, he got in and closed the door forcefully.

I stood there, unable to take my eyes off my darling at all.

As the house was not far from the party, we reached it in fifteen or twenty minutes,
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Before I had time to turn off the engine, the person sitting next to me opened the door
and got out and behind me.

I followed him and Gene turned to look at me but he didn't say anything, not a word
from the time I got in the car until now that I'm out.

I found the movement unsatisfying and made me think of my birthday many times,
but since the other one had been out since morning, it was now that I saw the face of
the person I wanted to see the most, but seeing that Gene didn't say anything, neither
did I. I said nothing and we both entered the elevator in silence.

It wasn't until the elevator rang and we reached the floor we had pressed and were
about to leave that my hand felt the warmth of the person next to me.

Gene's four fingers directly touched my hand, and then his thumb did the same.

This sudden movement startled me for a moment, just like that, and the aggression
just partly disappeared, gripping a hand as soft as if Gene hadn't made an effort.

The small person next to me didn't turn his head, but went out first and carefully
pulled me out.

Gene opened the bedroom door and then pulled me over to the dining room table
and pressed me to a seat, which was covered by a large pale blue slipcover.

- Let me…

- Have you eaten?

The question made me turn to look at him.

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- I had a small appetizer at the party.

Gene's mouth dropped.

- You didn't tell me you were going to go out to this party, I thought you had other things with
Uncle Wat.

- Mine with dad was this party.

- Then why didn't you say it beforehand?

- I thought that I would only be away for a while and that I would return home before you, so I
did not say anything, otherwise you would have told mom to let me come back after the party
if you knew. - I smiled when I saw his radiant face and reassured him. - I wanted to spend time
with you more than anything.

The listener's eyes went wide and then lowered.

- I won't say that today, I'm going to take you by the hand of Aunt Orn.

-
…

- More... Dinner? - The person who said that held the lid with both hands.

The food and the familiar smell made my eyes straighten.

-
…

- It's your favourite, isn't it? I asked Neng earlier and he said that you have many favorites, but
there is one that Aunt Orn used to make you when you were little. -
Gene said, leaning down and waving his hand over the top of the food before saying with a
small grunt. - It's not really hot anymore, does this food you like taste different if it's not hot?

- Did you... did you do it yourself? - I didn't care about that question and I answered him with a
somewhat insecure tone.

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The person listening to me looked at me, paused, and then nodded.

- Well, Aunt Orn taught me how to make it, many weeks ago.

I looked again at the dish in front of me, because I knew that Gene had made it himself, because
the garnish, the shape, the flavor was different from anywhere else, you couldn't find it like that
except at my mother's house.

When I looked back at the person who had cooked I could see a blush on that round face that
made him look away.

I never thought I would come across this and all the emotions came out.

Gene can't cook, but...

I sat up as I had done, feeling something sweet and happy inside me, and eager to pull the
person next to me close to me.
mesa.

- Sib.

-
…

- Do you want more? - The person who spoke had a timid and fierce face, as if reading the
emotion in my eyes. - Or are you full?

- I will eat, even if I am so full that I vomit. - I smiled.

Gene made a horrified face, then laughed.

- I get goosebumps listening to you.

Without waiting for my answer she put the plate in the microwave and I took the plate, spoon,
knife and a bottle of wine from the locker.

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- I asked Neng for a bottle of wine, he knew I was going to use it today so he gave me the oldest

bottle from the liquor cabinet, so this is Neng's wine and this is Tum's, I went to his house to borrow
the kitchen after

that I went to buy the ingredients today and he let me bring it here. - in between waiting for the food
to heat up. Gene came over with a square box wrapped in dark blue, and since the top of the box
was transparent, I could see it was a tie.

I said thank you before taking it.

My mouth opened to say something, but Gene didn't stop to speak, he went looking for this and that

to decorate the table, and I tried to help and he held up his hand to say no until the microwave
turned off and I took the plate out. hot from him and put it on.

The smell got stronger the hotter it got, and getting closer to smell it reminded me of when I was a
child and screaming for my mother to do it for me, but when I grew up, the dignity of adulthood did

not let me ask for it anymore until I had to study abroad…

Gene sat across the table and we stared at each other for a moment before I finished with a smile
that seemed to light up the room and rival the sun.

- Nubsib, happy birthday.

-
…

-
…

- Why don't you say something?

It was as if he had lost his movement and could only look across the table at Gene.

It took me a long time… I smiled.

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- Thank you.

- It's nothing, eat it and if it's not good...

-
…

- I'll keep trying next year, and if it's not good, the next, and then the next, and
the next, and I don't know how many years before it's good, but don't complain,
okay?

Looking at this man who put both his hands on the table as he spoke with a
face that brooked no denial, his voice was forceful and his words sounded like
he was only thinking of himself, but how could he not know what he was trying
to say, everything my heart trembled and melted into the hands of the man on
the other side of the table.

- Well, I will wait for my food every year, and not a word of complaint will be
uttered.

From this year to the last of the end of life, not talking about this dish, but
referring to the two of us being together and seeing each other's faces when
we get up in the morning...

A special gift.

After dinner, Gene bought me many glasses of wine and it was almost midnight
when we got up from the table and he told me to take a shower and he would
do it when he was done.

I leaned on the bed, smiling slightly, I took photos to post on IG, there were
always photo albums of Gene, especially when we first met and were together
more, causing me to create three or four albums, these photos were like
threads of thread. development, proof that we told each other our emotions.

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- Nubsib!

-
…

I don't know how long I sat looking at the photos, Gene himself and his round face kept me
entertained until he stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and pushed his way through
the door.

The sound of screaming rang out, accompanied by the familiar smell of wine.

I turned towards it a bit strangely, whereupon my body froze to stone.

- Gene…

- Well, it's me. the other man spoke languidly, and I could see that he had gone to change clothes
and steal a drink, with an empty bottle in one.
thousand.

The petite figure in front of him was naked, clad only in tight black boxers, his slender legs
spread as if struggling to stay upright. Her face drooped, and her cheeks were flushed. His large
eyes, at my height, were narrowed, with the hazel color that, in addition to seeing the amount of
alcohol, shone... shone like stars.

A pale pink ribbon was around her white neck, tied into a beautiful butterfly.

-
…

I could only react by looking at my boyfriend in an unprecedented position in which he was

sitting. The other person also came up to me, leaning over the bed and straddling my legs.

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slept. The closer he gets to me, his fragrance of bath soap and the scent of wine mix with
the heat.

The wine bottle was still in one of his hands, while the other hand grabbed my neck and
muttered.

- Hey, here's the gift...

-
…

A gift?

My eyes automatically go to the ribbon tied around Gene's neck. At first I felt hot, hot when
I saw how he was dressed, but it turned out to be my gift. For a brief moment, my eyes
swept over the "gift" in front of me, making me feel a little uncomfortable in the middle of my
head.
body.

- A gift… - I had to control my voice, until it didn't sound hoarse. - Whose piece is this?

- It mio.

- From my Mr. Gene?

- Man, Tum told me to try to give you a gift like in one of my novels, that you would like.

-
…

- Do you like it?

- I like it. - I immediately felt wet. - I like it a lot.

The hand that had been fiddling with the phone with I let go and reached for his soft cheek,
grabbing it before it was too late.

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I wrapped her lips around mine, her hand was gripping me tight, not too
light, not too hard.

Gene put down the disposable wine bottle and folded my hands together
in a weak grip, pressing them for a moment, then reaching for the tie I was
pinning. He tied my wrists, wrapping them in a knot several times.

In the end I couldn't stand it, I lowered my head to be closer to his little ear.

- Why are you tying my hands? I can not move.

Only when I heard that I couldn't move, did the man sitting astride stop.

- Being a bad boy, do you like it? You also did it with me.

-
…

I didn't answer, and he was right. The drunken man was embarrassed that
I had really fallen for it. Satisfied he laughed and hid against my shoulder,
the corner of his mouth touching my skin making me warmer.

For someone who wants to give such a gift, but is too shy, having to rely
on wine. I want to know… What is it that Gene wants to give me in the
bottom of his heart?

He was willing to be still, to be "tied up."

The man in front of me brought his face closer, our lips almost touched,
but the man kept lowering his head. Instead of my lips, I shift focus to my
neck. Pressing her soft lips against my skin, warm and wet to the touch,
my heart pounded more deeply, a small, steamy tongue brushing my
Adam's apple.

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…then it crept down. As he moved his own eyebrows, his teeth ground
into my clavicle.

- Gene…

I growled loudly and the little man smirked as his drunkenness grew
bolder and bolder, his hands groping lower and lower.

Finally, Gene lifted his hips off my lap. When my heat increased he
receded, he almost took off my tie, wanting to grab his body to squeeze
us more and feel how hard he was.

Luckily I hadn't followed my subconscious, as I had froze again when the

person in front of me crawled across my knees, his hand over the edge
of my pajama bottoms, then down.

- Are you Gene?!

The other person didn't seem to care and saw that they had their own
agenda. From the beginning, when he pulled my pants down, his hand
grabbed my hottest part, and my body immediately…

A sudden touch aroused all the sensations in my body, making my

muscles tense.

I was going to say something, but then I saw his face as he approached
my rigid part, looking at him with happy eyes. Her weak breath hitting him
made every vein on the skin of my penis clench tighter, making it ache to
clench my jaw.

- Gene… what are you going to do?

- I will do it.

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-
…

It will… my brain is full of a single word.

My eyes drifted once more, looking back at the person in front of me. A part of my heart wants to
forbid it, but the other part feels euphoria flowing through my veins, the more intense it is, the
more it pumps.

For a man, a lover, to do something like that, especially when he's as shy as Gene, and unfamiliar
with it.

As soon as I see my partner holding that part of me in his hand without displeasure, he stops. I
can only think of lying down and playing with my body however he wants.

It's like giving up everything...

-
…
- my eyes were fixed on the actions of the person in front of me, unable to tear them away.

Gene looked at what he had in his hand, beginning to move slowly, causing my eyebrows to
collide.

- So? Hmm.

The hand was moving up and down, a bit chaotic at first, but luckily I wasn't drunk enough to
notice. Gene was a man too, and he seemed to try to move his hand the way he liked, which
made my muscles stiffen even more.

After a few minutes of movement, it stopped. With a twinkle in her eye, her face came closer,
before I could think about what my "gift" would do, her pink tongue stuck out...

- Gene…

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Believe me, my jaw hurt as much as the center of my body.

Lightly touching with the tip of her tongue, her first touch is like the wings of a
small butterfly. She flies down to strike, but the sensation is that she flutters
until she sweeps gently over me, flitting from side to side… as one of her hands
continues to hold her and gently move her to offer assistance.

- Gene... How do you remember how to use a mouth as pretty as yours?

Where does it come from?

Whenever there is alcohol in his mouth every time, he mocked me like this…

Gene, playing for fun, flicked the tip of his tongue away before replying.
A voice that was still muffled raised its proud face, as if in flattery, and
intervened.

- Watching movies, information. I have a lot of information there.

-
…

- I like the collection.

His breath hit me until I shook.

- Yes, its the best.

Gene chuckled. Extending my tongue out as I was doing, moving it until my

emotions piled up like a tall building. Only my lover doing this for the first time,
he had to put up with it like he was a newbie who just had sex.

I looked with blurry eyes at the person in front of me, seeing how a small mouth
opened and I had to take it in. The humidity and soft heat that enveloped me
almost made me come. Unfortunately, Gene dropped out.

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It was filled with confusion.

- Big…

- Gene, that's enough. - I said with a dry throat.

-
…

- Get up and sit here. You do not have to do it.

- No.

- Please let's go.

... Before I feel my evil.

- It matters so much, I'm trying to do my best to…

- Yes, we are going to play the next day. Untie me first.

-
… - is he shaking his head?

- Gene…

- I'll get it myself.

-
…

Today... I don't know how many times I've lost my expression and I can't be myself.
Gene stood up and his body wobbled slightly as he extended his
thousand.

She opened the drawer, taking out the gel inside, while long, skinny legs knelt across my lap,
squeezing closer as the power of the alcohol gave her strength. I couldn't take my

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tie to hug him, but judging from Gene's posture, if I took off my tie now, I would definitely
be angry and dissatisfied.

My suffering was even greater, I wanted to put pressure on the other side. And then get
to do what I please, but it would be bad. But he chose to, his face leaning closer to my
face, using my own lips, I sucked on Gene's soft mouth.

It wasn't until that part was grabbed by a small hand again, slowly pressing down.

My Mr. Gene… you really did.

- Why are you so brave?

- One…

I clenched my teeth several times.

- Aren't you ashamed to dare to do something like that?

- No, I know you like it.

-
…

This time I was attacked by someone much smaller and I couldn't take it back.
Finally, when I sat down, our meats were completely pressed together, the man who
was sitting astride me, looked a little messy, his face uncomfortable with gravity and the
fact that he was penetrating deeper than ever.

Gene's two slender arms hugged my neck tightly, and a soft noise escaped my throat as
I began to move slowly.

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At first it didn't have the same rhythm as when he'd first done it, but then he
seemed to begin to understand. So he moved his hips up and down as he
pleased.

- Yes hard… hit where you like Gene.

- Yes… ah, I know you can stay still, right? - a small hand pressed me on
the top of my shoulders, noticing her nails. I can't take it anymore, and I
accidentally move more because I want to see his messier, redder face.

Seeing her white torso moving sarcastically close, with a small neck still tied
with the ribbon. When he hit it, the end of the ribbon, touching both butterfly
wings move, it seemed that he had actually received a great gift.

- Gene…

Before I reached my climax, I removed my hands from the tie, moving to

hold Gene's body tight.

Press it until it sinks into…

The sound of panting and breathing kept interspersed with the faint sounds
of our closeness, it was not necessary to wait until the exhaustion healed
until feeling sleepy. Loosen your arms and switch to interlock. My palms
fitting into those of the other man across from me, I pushed him onto his
stomach on the bed, then moved him up. Because our penises were still
very close together, tight, just a few more snarky movements and I was
ready to go again.

- For once, let me have some of that.

The other man moved his mouth as if to say something, but I chose to turn it
off first…

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Special 8

The other side of the coin (Oei)

'Nong Oei, I have transferred the fees from the last session to your account.'

When I heard about this from the phi I knew, I put on my mask, scrolled, grabbed
my wallet, and walked out to a 711 store not far away and inserted my card into
the ATM to check my deposit.

A figure of more than 10,000 baht appeared on the screen.

- Is not sufficient…

Brows knitted in annoyance, I took out the card.

Bastard, what to do when you have to pay tuition.

There was tuition, housing, water, electricity and various purchases to pay for,
and I had calculated how much I had to use before this, and at the end of each
month it used to be the moment that bothered me the most, having to go to aunt
from the residence with a bill to pay, knowing that I definitely had to pay it, but it
was still torture to get the money out of my hands, especially now that I had to
pay the tuition at the end of this
we…

I left the cashier, I was out anyway, better eat something and come back.

When I got to my room, I sat on the floor and put all my purchases on the low
Japanese table.

My bedroom is on the third floor in a small alleyway, neither too big nor too
small, one person lives more or less the same, three or four thousand a month.
It took me a long time to decide to live here when I moved from my house to
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it cost two thousand baht there, but seeing the environment and the bugs, I
was willing to pay more to live here.

It's been over a year...

About a year and four months ago I went out to live on my own. At first I
didn't know if I would fit in, but at this point, sometimes I'm still secretly very
proud of myself for feeling so good.

But… It is true that there is a lot of money in the entertainment industry for
a job, but it is not always that much every month, and when there are no
contacts with work, it is the same as having no income.

During the time that I was working on the P'Gene drama I would say that it
was the most comfortable time, I had a lot of work contacting me and also I
saved a proportion of money on another card for the future.

But this was all going to go away, and after the TV series I stopped taking
jobs with Nubsib that were going to pay big money, not because of Nubsib,
but because of Gene, who I had teased a little earlier, because of my own
bad mood. , but when he was really in trouble and I saw him so anxious, I
wanted to help him more or less.

I don't have a contract with any company because I don't really like acting
type of work, I usually make my own contacts and look for work, but after
losing the influence of Nubsib, there isn't much
job to accept

Or do you really have to take the money from that account first? Not in any
way.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

- ¡...!

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The phone next to me vibrated to the point of jumping and I grumbled softly in annoyance
as I thought of things, but when I saw the caller ID, my expression changed again.

My sister Oern.

I let the phone vibrate for a long time, but I finally picked it up.

- And.

[Oei, it's me, are you going home tomorrow?]

- Why, is it Oern who misses me?

[Yes, mom and dad miss you too, if you come back I'll help mom to prepare a table with
your favorite food.]

I couldn't help but laugh at that... Do mommy and daddy miss me? A chicken giving birth to
a dinosaur is more believable than that.

- Have you asked your parents what they think?

[No matter what, Mommy and Daddy want to see you.]

I shook my head alone, my smile disappeared, I lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling
and said.

- Sister, you don't have to say things like that anymore, it sounds false.

[...]

- But I'll go anyway, you don't have to do what I like to eat, that's enough.

That was all I said, and I hung up before I could get an answer, tossing the phone aside, my
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ceiling, staring at the lights until my eyes hurt a little, but I didn't know what to look at.

As soon as I got the call from my family, the past came back like troubled water.

- I took care of you, I worked hard to send you to a good public school, and now you tell
me that you did not enroll in the medical program of the school that mom chose for you?
Did you go and sign up for home economics to make some dessert?

- But I have looked for a lot of information about making desserts, it was recommended
to me by P'Time, and during my studies…

- You don't have to say that.

- Father... I don't want to study medicine...

- Your mother and I told you to study, so you have to go! Look at your sister!!!

- I'm not like my sister Oern! I want to make desserts and do what I like, why can't I do
it?

- What you like is something that wastes your time and you can only make desserts in
the kitchen when you graduate, are you trying to make me look bad?

- Do I embarrass you by making desserts, father?

- You only know? You are going to resist only this, why did your mother and I raise you
to fight so much!

-
...

That's all.

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I'm not sure how I lived at home when I was little, it was always so depressing, I felt like
they were submissive if I did something to make them particularly happy in return.

I did everything according to the wishes of my parents, I had tutoring in the afternoons, I
couldn't go out on weekends and I had no ideas of my own until high school, when I met
a phi who worked in a candy store across from the school, his name was Time, a kind
and gentle man who was especially good at making desserts, and I used to go there to
stay after school.

I would sit and watch P'Time make the desserts, from the dough, through the baking, to
the decoration of the cake at the end. I was especially fascinated by the two hands that
kneaded the dough, I couldn't take my eyes off the dough, I wanted the taste of the sugar
and the smell of the dough, I couldn't describe the sensation.

Time said it would teach me, and the first time I tried it, I wanted to do it all the time, and
then I skipped the tutorials.

It was a lot of fun and I laughed more than when I had all those books in front of me.
I spent every night with Time, and I don't know... I don't know when I fell in love with Time.

Although P'Time was not handsome, when I talked and flirted with him, he would stay for
a while and then blush, like a particularly cute little animal, which made me want to tease
him.

Yes, I'm gay.

I'm not too sure at first, but I've never been interested in the girls around me, and let's
just say that I almost always come across two types of girls, those who don't like my
appearance and those who are especially fond of pretty looks.

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If I hadn't made the dessert, and the perfumed intake of milk and flour had made me feel a
little more relaxed, I probably wouldn't dare to leave that framework now.

That last year of senior year, I also plucked up the courage to say yes to P'Time.

... The happiest thing was knowing that the person who let me know what I liked to do had
the same feelings for me.

I met with him and told him everything, and I told him that my parents wanted me to enroll
in a medical course at a prestigious university, to ask his opinion, saying that I preferred to
make desserts, and P'Time introduced me to a school that she taught me how to make
desserts and she told me that she will find the information and sign me up, after which little
by little I plucked up the courage to speak directly to my parents about it.

I didn't go home that night, I went to knock on the door of the dessert shop and hugged
P'Time tight.

Why, why, he kept asking with a trembling voice.

My parents' misunderstanding made me feel like the world had turned dark, feeling like
P'Time was the only one who understood how I really felt, but if I could go back in time, I
wouldn't have gone to see P'Time that night. , because the next car that came to the corner
was my father's, and he ripped me out of the warm embrace, after which my whole face
went numb.

-
... Mmm.

My hand touched my face, a strange sensation.

Weird is good, it's been a long time and no bruises have appeared on my face, but it still
hurts no matter what time I remember it.

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- It's annoying.

The time Dad found out I was there was because of Oern, she had known for a long time
and I had skipped homework to sit in the candy store.

I didn't tell anyone, I was scared when I found out, these things didn't fit what I always
knew was "natural" and my parents didn't tell me.
They either supported or hated.

I stayed in that frame and finally… That frame slowly tightened and somehow suffocated
me, no spikes, but also so small that I could barely stand.

My father pointed at P'Time's face and scolded him why he was like this, took the check
out of his wallet and wrote the number on it and threw it on the ground, after which he
dragged me away.

Come to think of it… It was like on a TV show.

My parents found out that I was gay, they argued heatedly, they forced me with everything
they could to restrain me, and for a minute I felt that before I was surrounded by a thick
metal wall, and after pushing it aside I realized that before I was like a robot , doing
everything they wanted.

Until one night I ran away from home, jumped out of a taxi, ran breathlessly to the candy
store, and saw a prominent sign that read him.

- That gay boy has moved, he has taken a lot of money from me.

-
...

- He got the money and lost his ass to sell the shop, do you know those gay people never
really fall in love with someone?

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- But I love him!

- He does not love you! As you can see, nobody is going to love you if you keep doing these
ridiculeces!

I'm ridiculous... So nobody likes me...

And a word that hurts especially, especially because I love my mother and
father, and when I hear those words from the mouth of whoever I love, without
the need for them to give me an axe, without the need to shoot with a gun, I
already feel that my heart is about to open.

In the end, my parents didn't love me, right? If I didn't do what they want, I
wouldn't be worth anything, right?

Since that day these words have been going around in my mind, the road
around me was dark, but as dark as it was I decided that I would not enter a
steel structure again, I did not enter the school that I liked to make desserts but
I chose a trade career.

Still, I liked boys, traveled, did what I wanted, and let my parents know that I
wasn't going to make myself so miserable by doing what they wanted.

After that I moved out and lived on my own, it was like breaking my back, not
asking my family for a dime, paying my own tuition, living expenses.

When I first moved, I put my resume wherever there was an opening, but I
didn't even pass the probationary period because I hadn't done anything like
that before, washing dishes, cleaning, waiting, and even though I tried, things
kept happening that made The bosses just shook their heads, and I tried to
express why I needed time to adjust, and the bosses were understanding, but
for them work came first.

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Knowing that I found one that I felt I could do, which was the entertainment industry…

-
…

I took my eyes off the lamp and felt my vision blur.

Every time I thought about what had happened before, my mood would drop to the max, my
brows would frown until my forehead ached a little, and I wouldn't let myself stop thinking
about what had happened before, thinking that it would be good. thinking about it so that my
memory would grow.

I got up, grabbed the towel and got ready to go to the bathroom, but my phone, which I had
thrown aside, vibrated again.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

-
…

There was no emotion on my face, but I took it and smiled when I saw that it wasn't my sister
who called.

- Hi, P'Gi.

[Just... What are you doing?] I was even more glad when I heard the voice that seemed to
shy away.

- Would you be ashamed if I told you that I'm thinking of you?

[That? Thinking about? I said that you should stay with the juniors.]

- Gi, don't think so badly of me, if I'm talking to someone, it's only with that person, right now
I only have you. - I leaned on the bathroom door after speaking.

[Really...]

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- Come see me, you'll see.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, so I knew there must be
shyness again, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought that my white face was blushing
and that I wanted to see him immediately.

[Actually, Oei, I have negotiated a modeling job for you.]

- Thank you, how beautiful, I want to hug you.

[Here we go again, and so... Have you had any difficulties lately?]

-
…

[Is there still enough money? You can tell me.]

My smile slowly faded and I looked down at my toes.

- Nothing, everything is fine.

[Really, Oei, say what you have to say, don't get too discouraged.]

- I don't want to bother you, don't think too much.

[You haven't bothered me, you've helped me a lot, so I'll pass it on to you later, and I'll call
you for dinner when I'm free.]

-
... Thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know who to trust.

We talked for a while longer, mostly about what I was saying to tease him and keep him
talking, and finally Gi said he had to go get on with his work before I regretfully hung up my
phone, smiling and looking at him for a while as the sound Gi's money alert was on Line, and
I smiled again when I saw the number.

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I love Gi even more for reaching out to me just when I needed it.

Gi is zero, he is almost thirty years old, he also worked in the entertainment industry
but he does not have much power, many times I get jobs because he helps me
promote them to clients or paper people, apart from that, sometimes he transfers me
money in exchange.

We had something, but it didn't go beyond the limits of an affair...

Gi has a good heart, but he doesn't love me, he's just lonely and his boyfriend left
him, and because of his sometimes soft personality his love doesn't last long, but
instead I like Gi a lot, and when I flirt with him, the softness it makes him look even
more adorable.

People who abandon Gi are really stupid. If Gi had stayed with me, I would have
stayed with him.

I didn't get too hung up on lovers who must love to be together and not for long.

... No one would want me in any way.

Sunday morning.

I woke up in a gloomy mood, walked down the alley for breakfast and hot tea, after
which I went to the cinema to do something relaxing until evening, before going to
catch the bus home.

The bus stopped at the same place as before, I hadn't taken it before, and I started
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From here, at the bus stop, it was a short distance to my house, past the gatehouse, then
a small garden, the pool, and then the fence at the back gate.

I had no key, so I rang the bell and waited, and soon saw the Filipino Burmese maid my
mother had hired run out.

- Nong O… Oei.

When I saw him move, I hastily changed my sulky expression to a smile.

- Hello, are you new?

- Okay, yes! I've seen N'Oei in magazines, and he's even cuter in person. She seemed
so excited that her voice was a bit confused.

- Thank you, it's a pleasure, and then is everything ready?

- All ready.

I nodded and entered.

My house was just as it had been, with a garden, a parking lot, big enough for his high-
ranking police officer and his wife, well... The daughter was still a doctor.

At that moment I couldn't help the sneer at the corners of my mouth, but once I went up
to the terrace, I had to control my expression.

- The smell of food spreads through the alley.

-
…

All the diners turned to look at me.

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My mother and father were sitting on one side, talking about something happy, but
hearing my voice changed everything, not only my parents, but my sister and her dear
friend Mok were sitting on the other side.

My father's expression was serious.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, didn't my sister Oern tell you that she was coming to dinner?

-
...

I raised my eyebrows and made a puzzled face, as if I didn't know.

- There are no dishes or anything, okay, okay. - I turned to look at the maid who was
calmly next to me. - Can you bring me a bowl? I need to add rice, three tablespoons will
be enough.

The atmosphere at dinner immediately turned depressing, and it was definitely my fault.

I mentally laughed seeing him, but don't ask what kind of laugh, my expression showed
a kind of anxiety, I picked up the fork and spoon and started eating after taking the food.

- Don't you want to continue eating? Then I'll eat it.

¡Coup!

My father put the bowl down hard.

- Did you run out of money before you came back for this charity meal?

I unhurriedly raised my eyebrows and finished swallowing before clapping my hands.

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- I have work and money, father you know that I am supported and I live comfortably,
don't worry.

- I'm not worried about you.

-
…
- I shrugged.

Yes I know…

One time I came home, maybe because I wanted to know if it was my sister, Mok or
those friends or whoever it was that said that I lived on a man's money, and that day
they scolded me for having been raised by those disgusting homosexuals and not be
ashamed or something.

Even other people would not be embarrassed if they were in that situation.

That time was just a mutual exchange for me and my bed partner, I stayed with him
and we gave each other sexual happiness in bed, as for the money, if he gave it, I
didn't reject it, counting from moving house , not only with Gi only in this relationship…
My parents should see me as a jerk.

- Get lost, you don't think that with the money you get like this you can go to France.

-
…

My hand, which was picking up rice, stopped.

- Now you don't even have a kitchen.

I listened to my father talk and talk and finally I clenched the spoon and frowned
subconsciously, the corners of my mouth still turned up like that.

- I said father don't worry, don't talk like in a TV show, eat first.

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That thing... Even if I spent my whole life saving money, I would have to.

Making desserts became the dream of my whole life, and I chose it not to leave it behind.

¡Bang!

There was the sound of a car starting and I turned to look.

The cool white car pulled up next to me and I knew who it was without looking.

- Get on, I'll take you.

I sighed, my face obviously sullen.

- Didn't you talk to my sister before?

- I told him to go look for you first, you came by bus, hurry up and get on.

- It is not necessary to be so kind, it tires me even more.

-
…

The person listening didn't answer, as if he knew, too, that he was being sarcastic about
something.

My sister Oern thinks that I like Mok, she's not doggy at all, although Mok hasn't explicitly said
so, but her various actions have made my sister misunderstand herself, such a misunderstanding
makes her a little crazy, doing as if for my good, but for other side is very unhappy with me... Like
today that was a date with Mok for dinner at home, but also with me, but I was scolded by my
father a few times.

Wow, it's really a bit shy to be scolded by my father in front of Mok.

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This misunderstanding is a real headache, Mok doesn't like me, he just sympathizes with me
and that's what bothers me the most.

He likes to pretend he understands me and he likes to think he's my other brother.

- Get on, do you want to walk even to the station? There are no more cars.

I looked over and finally did not refuse.

It was long after dark and I sat looking out the car window as one of the streetlights went by.

- How is the work going?

... What about my job?

- Any work that contacts you?

- All the time.

- Not enough money, right? I can tell by the look on your face.

-
…

Is.

- It's okay to borrow from me first.

- No, Gi gave it to me.

- Gi? - He raised his eyebrows slightly and then shook his head. - Have you changed men
again?

-
…

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- Do not follow.

- It is my business.

A sighing voice was heard next to me.

- Even after saying it many times, I want you to think again, stop acting like a love-starved
child and have a good talk with your father.

-
…

I didn't answer and looked towards the familiar iron door of my bedroom, which is a bit far
away.

- Oh gosh, I understand you, you probably feel that nobody cares about you and that's why
you want someone to be there for you, talk about exchanging with each other, but your heart
is not like that.

- You don't have to act like you know me well and you like to say that you understand me
well, leave it, it's making you sick.

- So, am I right?

- No! Really, is it going to kill you not to show me something every time you see me?

-
…

- Do not interfere in my business, what I do, who I sleep with, what lovers I have is my
business! - I said grumpily, opening the door to get out of the car and slamming it hard.

Without looking back, I went into the bedroom and Mok didn't roll down the window or follow
me to say anything.

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I don't know if it's because I've seen my parents and I've been upset, but my mood has
gone up and down in the last two or three days. Luckily, I was able to catch up on the
work Gi introduced me to.

I don't want to use the money from the other account because it's all the money I've
saved to go to France and I'm going to graduate when I can, so I need to have enough
money saved beforehand.

... It has to be more than that.

Do more work and save more money.

- ¡Nong Oei!

-...! - The cameraman's voice yelled startling me. - Yes Yes.

- Focus, it's the second time you've been stunned.

- Yeah... I'm sorry, I... I didn't sleep much last night.

- Why didn't you sleep enough when you knew you were coming to work?
- A frown of displeasure wrinkled his forehead.

I lowered my head, blinked, and said shakily.

- I... I got a little excited, I'm sorry.

This always works.

The cameraman's disgusted expression instantly disappeared into a pitying sigh, and
when he gestured to indicate it was time to start, I gave him another nice smile and
watched him blush a little.

The session went well for the next hour and I left the studio.

- You, You.

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The scream came from a staff man who leaned over and prodded me with his elbow.

I didn't like the gesture, but I showed it by smiling sweetly at him.

- What's happening?

- There there.

-
…

- P'Rom is here again, and the three days that Oei comes to take photos, P'Rom drops into the next room.

-
…

My eyes followed the man's face and then they saw…

There was a tall man standing in the doorway of the single room.

The man was wearing an expensive suit with an expensive watch, and a face that looked so expensive that

it would be the most conspicuous wherever it was put, and looking up I realized that he had looked at me

before this, and after closing his eyes, he didn't help it, making me feel something.

... Fool.

I hated people who seemed as serious as the leaders, who looked as if they could dominate my entire

being, and it made me want to punch him in the face and knock him to the ground.

- P'Rom must really like Oei, haha. - The man laughed, mocking me with his eyes.

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I almost understood what he meant, but still blinked with a look of confusion.

- Who is Mr. Rom?

- Crazy! How do you not know? He hit me on the shoulder. – Mr. Rom is the owner of RM
Entertainment.

- Boss?

- Handsome, rich, studied abroad, the perfect candidate!

-
…

Rico…

The guy next to me was still looking paranoid and he came up to me and said.

- There is news that Mr. Rom is a man of both sexes, I don't know if it's true but if someone
can get into his bed, he is guaranteed not to worry about money, eh, speaking of which I
also want to be liked of Mr.Rom.

- So?

I replied, still looking at "Mr. Rom".

That side must keep looking at me too.

He seemed handsome, but he's not my type. I like guys who are like cute little animals,
shy but hard-mouthed, wide-eyed when they flirt.

Gene is like that... Sort of.

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While I was thinking about something, another guy on the team asked me to
go change, and I looked over to put my clothes back.

When I was finally about to enter the locker room, I couldn't help but turn and
look again.

In the end I chose to keep my personality and gave him a sweet smile and
did not turn away.

How it actually went is beyond me, until then the most important thing is…
I'm a rogue.

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