chp- 2

Teetee hated waiting.

Especially when it came to Por.

The problem was that Por had been acting strange for the past three days.

Replying late.

Disappearing randomly.

Sending suspicious messages like:

P0R: busy rn

P0R: talk later

P0R: don’t miss me too much

Teetee was annoyed.

Very annoyed.

“You look like a divorced wife,” North said while eating chips on Teetee’s bed.

“Shut up.”

“You’ve checked your phone twenty times in one minute.”

“I’m making sure it works.”

“Mhm.”

Teetee threw a pillow at him.

North laughed loudly.

“You’re obsessed.”

Teetee ignored him and looked at his phone again.

Still no message.

His chest felt weird.

Because after that jealous phone call a week ago, things between him and Por had changed again.

Not completely.

But enough.

Their conversations became softer somehow.

Closer.

Sometimes they stayed silent on call and neither felt awkward about it.

Sometimes Por randomly said things that made Teetee’s heart go crazy.

Like—

“Your laugh is cute.”

Or—

“You should sleep earlier so you don’t sound dead every morning.”

Or worse—

“I think you’d look nice with black earrings.”

Por said those things so naturally too, like he didn’t understand what they did to Teetee.

It was unfair.

Very unfair.

Teetee grabbed his phone again.

Still nothing.

“…I hate him,” he mumbled dramatically.

North looked up from his chips.

“No you don’t.”

“…Yeah.”

“You love him.”

Teetee buried his face into the pillow.

Unfortunately, North was right.

—

Meanwhile, Por was panicking.

“WHY IS THIS AIRPORT SO BIG?”

Wave looked exhausted beside him.

“For the tenth time, stop yelling.”

Por ignored him completely while dragging his suitcase through the airport.

Bangkok was louder than he expected.

Bright lights.

Crowded streets.

People everywhere.

But Por barely noticed any of it because his heart was beating too fast.

He was really here.

In the same city as Teetee.

After one whole year.

Wave sighed.

“You’re smiling like an idiot.”

“I’m gonna see him.”

“You sound like you’re about to cry.”

“I MIGHT.”

Wave looked deeply disturbed.

“You’re unbelievable.”

Por grinned.

He didn’t care.

Because in a few hours—

He would finally meet Teetee.

Not through a screen.

Not through blurry selfies.

Not through calls.

For real.

And honestly?

He was terrified.

“What if he thinks I’m ugly?” Por suddenly whispered.

Wave stared at him.

“You made me wake up at 4 AM for this nonsense?”

“I’m serious!”

“Por, Teetee literally likes you.”

Por froze.

“…What?”

Wave looked confused.

“You didn’t notice?”

“NOTICE WHAT?”

“The way he talks to you,” Wave said. “The way he waits for your messages. The way he gets jealous.”

Por blinked slowly.

“…He gets jealous?”

Wave looked at him with pity.

“Oh my god you two are hopeless.”

—

That evening, Teetee finally got a call.

He answered immediately.

“You’re alive.”

Por laughed softly from the other side.

“Missed me?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

Teetee smiled without meaning to.

“Why did you disappear?”

“I was busy.”

“With what?”

“Secret things.”

“That sounds suspicious.”

“It is suspicious.”

Teetee rolled his eyes.

“You’re annoying.”

“And you still like me.”

Silence.

Por froze.

Teetee froze too.

Both of them realized what was just said.

Then immediately—

“I MEAN AS A FRIEND,” Teetee said quickly.

Por laughed nervously.

“Right. Friend.”

The word sounded strange.

Too small.

Too fake.

Teetee’s heart was beating too fast again.

To change the topic, Por suddenly spoke.

“Anyway, can you do something for me?”

“What?”

“I ordered something for you.”

Teetee blinked.

“…You WHAT?”

“Don’t sound so happy.”

“I’m not happy.”

“You literally sound excited.”

Teetee sat up straighter.

“What did you buy?”

“A secret.”

“I hate secrets.”

“Well too bad. The delivery guy got confused because I didn’t know your address.”

“That sounds fake.”

“It’s true!”

“Mhm.”

“So can you go pick it up for me?”

Teetee narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“Where?”

“XXX Park.”

“…Now?”

“Please?”

Teetee sighed dramatically.

“You’re lucky I’m nice.”

“I know.”

“And if this is a prank, I’m blocking you.”

“You say that every week.”

“Because you deserve it.”

Por laughed softly again.

And Teetee’s chest hurt a little hearing it.

“Just go already,” Por said.

“Fine.”

—

The evening sky above Bangkok was painted orange and pink when Teetee arrived at the park.

People walked around peacefully.

Children were laughing near the fountain.

Couples sat together on benches.

Teetee looked around with confusion.

“…Where’s the delivery guy?”

He checked his phone.

No new messages.

“Por better not be playing with me right now,” he muttered.

He walked further into the park slowly.

Then stopped.

Because someone was staring at him.

A boy.

Tall.

Black hoodie.

Soft brown hair moving slightly because of the wind.

And smiling.

Teetee’s breath caught immediately.

No way.

The boy lifted his phone slightly.

Teetee’s phone rang at the same time.

Por.

Teetee looked at the screen.

Then back at the boy.

The boy laughed softly.

And suddenly—

Everything clicked.

The blurry selfies.

The voice.

The smile.

The eyes.

Por.

Por was here.

Actually here.

Teetee couldn’t move.

He felt frozen.

Like his brain stopped working completely.

Por slowly lowered his phone.

For a second, neither of them spoke.

They just stared at each other.

And somehow—

It felt unreal.

Por smiled nervously.

“Hi.”

Teetee’s eyes widened more.

“You…”

His voice cracked.

Por laughed softly again.

“You look like you saw a ghost.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

Teetee still looked shocked.

Por suddenly became nervous.

Very nervous.

“What?” he asked awkwardly. “Is it bad?”

Teetee immediately shook his head.

“No! No, I just—”

He stopped talking because suddenly Por started running toward him.

And before Teetee could react—

Por wrapped his arms around him tightly.

Teetee froze completely.

Warm.

Por was warm.

Real.

Actually real.

Teetee slowly grabbed Por’s hoodie with shaking fingers.

His heart was beating so loudly he thought Por could hear it.

Por buried his face against Teetee’s shoulder and laughed quietly.

“You’re real,” he whispered.

Teetee’s breath shook slightly.

“You came all the way here…”

“Of course I did.”

Por pulled back slightly but still kept his arms around him.

They were close now.

Too close.

Teetee could finally see everything clearly.

Por’s pretty eyes.

His soft smile.

The tiny mole near his neck.

And suddenly—

Teetee understood why people wrote love songs.

Because looking at Por right now physically hurt.

“You’re staring,” Por whispered teasingly.

Teetee immediately looked away.

“You look different.”

“Different good or different bad?”

“…Different pretty.”

Por blinked.

Then slowly smiled.

And Teetee immediately regretted saying that because now Por looked way too happy.

“You think I’m pretty?” Por asked softly.

“No.”

“You just said it.”

“I lied.”

“You’re blushing.”

“I hate you.”

Por laughed again.

God.

That laugh was even worse in real life.

Teetee looked down quickly, trying to calm his heartbeat.

But Por suddenly stepped closer again.

Close enough that Teetee could smell his perfume.

Close enough that one small movement would make their shoulders touch.

“You know,” Por said quietly, “I imagined this moment a lot.”

Teetee looked up slowly.

“…Really?”

“Mhm.”

Por smiled shyly.

“I kept thinking about what you’d look like when I finally saw you.”

Teetee swallowed nervously.

“And?”

“And somehow you’re even prettier than I imagined.”

Teetee stopped breathing for a second.

Por froze too.

Because he clearly didn’t mean to say that out loud.

The tension between them suddenly became heavy.

Warm.

Dangerous.

Neither moved.

Neither looked away.

Around them, the park was still full of people laughing and talking.

But somehow—

It felt like they were the only two people there.

Por looked at Teetee’s lips for a second before quickly looking away.

Teetee noticed.

And his heart almost exploded.

“…Por.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re making this very difficult.”

Por looked nervous suddenly.

“Making what difficult?”

Teetee stared at him quietly.

“You.”

Silence.

Por’s ears slowly turned red.

“Oh.”

Teetee laughed softly.

Cute.

Por was unbelievably cute.

Suddenly Por grabbed his wrist carefully.

“Come with me.”

“Where?”

“I wanna walk around with you.”

Teetee looked at their hands.

Por noticed too but didn’t let go.

Instead, his fingers slowly slipped between Teetee’s.

Holding his hand gently.

Like it was natural.

Like he always wanted to do it.

Teetee felt his face become hot immediately.

Por looked away shyly.

“…Is this okay?”

Teetee looked at him for a long moment.

Then quietly squeezed his hand back.

“Yeah,” he whispered.

More than okay.

And for the rest of the evening, they walked around the park together slowly.

Hands together.

Shoulders brushing sometimes.

Both pretending their hearts weren’t going crazy.

Because after one whole year of screens, calls, and missed chances—

They were finally here.

Together.

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