CHP- 4

Por’s “too late?” stayed inside Teetee’s head for a very long time.

Mostly because right after saying it, Por kissed him again.

And again.

And again.

Teetee quickly learned something dangerous that night—

Por became clingy after kissing.

Very clingy.

“You started this,” Por mumbled softly against his lips while holding onto his hoodie.

Teetee laughed quietly.

“You literally kissed me first.”

“And you kissed back.”

“That sounds like your fault.”

Por looked offended before kissing him again out of revenge.

It was impossible to stop after that.

Every time they pulled away, one of them leaned in again.

Like they spent too long wanting this.

Too long imagining it.

Too long pretending their feelings were only friendship.

Now that the distance between them finally disappeared, neither knew how to act normally anymore.

At some point, they ended up sitting on the couch together.

Well—

Por was half laying on top of Teetee while Teetee held his waist carefully.

The TV played random music in the background, completely ignored.

Por looked sleepy now, but every time Teetee brushed fingers against his waist or pulled him closer, his ears turned red again.

Cute.

Very cute.

“You blush too easily,” Teetee whispered teasingly.

Por immediately covered his face with a pillow.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

“…Unfortunately.”

Teetee smiled.

That warm feeling in his chest kept getting bigger every second.

Por suddenly peeked over the pillow.

“You know what’s unfair?”

“What?”

“You’re calmer than me.”

Teetee laughed softly.

“I’m not calm at all.”

“You look calm.”

“That’s because inside my head I’m screaming.”

Por burst out laughing.

God.

Teetee loved hearing that laugh in real life.

Not through headphones.

Not through a call.

Real.

Warm.

Close.

Hours passed without them noticing.

They talked about random things while sitting too close together.

Por complained about the airport again.

Teetee complained about school.

They argued over which Dragon Ball character was still the strongest.

Por still defended Vegeta with his whole heart.

“Your taste is terrible,” Teetee said.

“You kissed me.”

“That was my biggest mistake.”

Por gasped dramatically.

Then climbed onto Teetee’s lap just to bite his shoulder lightly in revenge.

Teetee froze immediately.

Both of them realized the position at the same time.

Por was sitting on his lap now.

Way too close.

Teetee’s hands were resting carefully on his waist.

Neither moved.

The air suddenly felt heavy again.

Por looked down shyly.

Teetee could feel how fast his heartbeat was.

“…Por.”

“Mhm?”

“You’re making this difficult again.”

Por looked at him innocently.

“I’m just sitting here.”

“You’re sitting on me.”

“…Oh.”

Teetee laughed because Por’s face turned completely red again.

Cute.

Too cute.

Por tried to get up immediately, but Teetee grabbed his wrist softly without thinking.

Por looked back at him in surprise.

For a second, neither spoke.

Then Teetee slowly pulled him back closer.

Por’s breathing became uneven instantly.

“You can stay,” Teetee whispered.

And Por stayed.

After that, the night became even softer somehow.

They shared headphones and listened to music together.

Por rested his head against Teetee’s chest while Teetee played with his hair absentmindedly.

At one point, Por almost fell asleep.

Almost.

Until Teetee suddenly whispered near his ear—

“You were really jealous over one Instagram story?”

Por immediately sat up.

“I WAS NOT.”

“You absolutely were.”

“I was curious.”

“Mhm.”

“You’re annoying.”

Teetee grinned.

“But you still flew all the way to Bangkok.”

Por became quiet after that.

Then softly—

“…Because I missed you.”

Teetee’s chest tightened painfully.

That sentence felt too honest.

Too soft.

Por looked nervous after saying it, like he regretted speaking out loud.

But instead of teasing him again, Teetee gently brushed Por’s hair away from his forehead.

“I missed you too.”

Por looked at him slowly.

And suddenly they were kissing again.

Slower this time.

Softer.

Like they wanted to memorize everything.

By the time the sky outside started becoming brighter, neither of them had slept at all.

Por was laying beside Teetee on the couch, wrapped in a blanket while half asleep.

Teetee looked down at him quietly.

Por looked peaceful.

Comfortable.

Safe.

Like he belonged there.

And honestly?

That thought scared Teetee a little.

Because Por was becoming something dangerous.

Something permanent.

—

The next morning—

Or technically afternoon—

Por woke up,

For a few seconds, he stared blankly at the ceiling.

Then memories from last night hit him all at once.

The kisses.

Sitting on Teetee’s lap.

Holding hands.

Cuddling all night.

Por immediately buried his face into the blanket.

“Oh my god.”

“Good morning.”

Por jumped.

Teetee was standing near the kitchen while drinking water, clearly awake already.

And clearly trying not to laugh.

Por wanted to disappear.

“You’re embarrassed,” Teetee said immediately.

“I’m not.”

“You can’t even look at me.”

“I can.”

Por looked up for exactly one second before hiding again.

Teetee laughed loudly.

“So cute.”

“Stop saying that!”

“You were clingy last night.”

“I WAS NOT.”

“You literally refused to let go of my hoodie.”

Por made a dying sound into the pillow.

“Please shut up forever.”

Teetee walked closer slowly.

Then sat beside him on the couch.

Por still refused to look at him properly.

Which only made Teetee want to tease him more.

“You also kissed me first.”

Por looked horrified.

“Why do you remember everything?!”

“Because it was memorable.”

Por stared at him finally.

And immediately regretted it because Teetee was smiling softly at him again.

That smile felt unfair in the morning light.

Teetee leaned closer slightly.

“You know,” he whispered teasingly, “you get really red when I touch your waist.”

Por covered his face again instantly.

“I’m going back home.”

“You just got here.”

“I’m leaving.”

Teetee laughed before gently pulling the blanket away from Por’s face.

“There you are.”

Por looked at him quietly.

Sleepy hair.

Pink cheeks.

Soft eyes.

Teetee’s heart almost stopped.

Then Por mumbled softly—

“You’re looking at me like that again.”

Teetee smiled a little.

“Can you blame me?”

Por’s face turned red all over again.

—

They made breakfast together after that.

Well—

Teetee cooked.

Por mostly stood beside him stealing food.

“Stop eating everything,” Teetee complained while making eggs.

“I’m helping.”

“You’re literally just stealing sausages.”

“That’s emotional support.”

Teetee laughed softly.

Por looked strangely domestic standing in his kitchen.

Wearing oversized clothes.

Messy hair.

Sleepy expression.

Like he belonged there naturally.

It made Teetee’s chest feel warm again.

Por suddenly looked around awkwardly.

“…Last night wasn’t weird, right?”

Teetee almost smiled.

Por sounded nervous.

Like he was scared things would change now.

Teetee stepped closer quietly.

“No,” he answered softly. “It wasn’t weird.”

Por looked up at him carefully.

“…Really?”

“Mhm.”

Teetee reached out and fixed Por’s messy hair gently.

“It was nice.”

Por froze completely.

Then looked away shyly.

“You need to stop saying things like that.”

“Why?”

“Because my heart can’t handle it.”

Teetee laughed softly again.

Then suddenly leaned closer near Por’s ear.

“But you handled kissing me pretty well.”

Por nearly dropped the plate he was holding.

“TEETEE.”

“What?”

“You’re evil.”

“And you like me anyway.”

Por stared at him quietly after that.

Softly.

Fondly.

Dangerously.

Then he mumbled under his breath—

“…Yeah. I do.”

Teetee stopped moving.

The kitchen suddenly became silent.

Por realized what he said a second later and immediately panicked.

“I DIDN’T MEAN TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD.”

Teetee stared at him for a long moment.

Then slowly smiled.

And somehow—

That smile looked even more dangerous than the kisses from last night.

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