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The shirt.
Today marks exactly two years since Thee announcing that he will pick Pun up every single day and drive him to school. In those two years, Thee has yet to miss a day. It doesn't matter if their schedules don't match up at all, Thee will be there every morning, waiting for Pun in the same seat in the lobby of his building.
Somehow still, every day when Pun steps out of the elevator, he is surprised to find Thee waiting for him once again. After two years of Pun not even considering him, you'd think he'd have given up by now. But he persists, face lighting up every single day when he sees Pun, greeting him with a bright smile and a compliment every time.
Since a few weeks ago, he has even started bringing Pun breakfast, after learning that Pun tends to skip it in favor of being able to stay in bed just a little bit longer.
At the beginning of the year, Pun's heart had already started to soften for his phi. But the voice in Pun's head that would recount all the stories he's heard about what a playboy Thee used to be persevered. Still, he knew then already, that if Thee kept this up, it was only a matter of time before he'd give Thee a chance.
It did take a whole lot longer than even Pun himself expected, though. But, consistency is key, and the voice has finally started to quiet down. In these two years, Thee hasn't so much as looked at someone that isn't Pun, much to the dismay of the dozens of people hoping to be the person that will successfully make him forget about his most beloved nong. Besides that, Thee's efforts in courting Pun have never wavered for a second making Pun think that, maybe, the time has really come…
On the way down to the lobby, Pun suddenly decides that if Thee is there today, he will give him a chance.
He is convinced, though, that today Thee won't be there. That he'll get a message once he steps out of the elevator saying that he can't make it today. Not that Pun would blame him. Thee went out with friends last night and he had texted Pun that he got home, wishing him a good night, at 5am. Besides, Thee doesn't have class today. So he really has no reason to be awake at 8am, except for driving Pun to campus.
It would probably even be quite irresponsible of him to drive on this little sleep.
Yeah, Thee won't be there, Pun is sure of it. But if he is, then Pun will definitely agree to be his boyfriend. Otherwise, tomorrow is another day and if Thee does show up then, maybe it'll still be his lucky day.
When the elevator doors finally open, Pun almost doesn't even look over to where Thee usually waits. Almost. He's so used to Thee being there, that it's automatically the first place he looks at whenever he steps out of the elevator.
And there he is… Right where he always is. Even just seeing his back, Pun can see that he's exhausted. When Pun walks up to him, he's still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, but the tiredness seems to completely leave his body immediately upon noticing Pun, eyes sparkling as a bright smile appears on his face.
Pun swallows thickly as Thee stands up. His mouth has never felt so dry. He's not really used to seeing Thee out of his uniform. Especially not like this. His hair is still damp from his morning shower. He's wearing sweatpants that hang very low on his hips, the waistband of his underwear peeking out above the waistband of his sweats. But what really gets him is the shirt he's wearing. It's a very tight white t-shirt, showing just a little bit of his stomach.
He has always known that Thee has a nice body. He's proudly shown and sent Pun many gym pics that Pun hasn't looked at too much for his own sanity.
Now however he has no choice but to witness it. The way the tightness of the shirt accentuates the broadness of his shoulders in comparison to his waist. How the white fabric wraps tightly around Thee's biceps… Around his chest… God, Thee's chest.
Pun has always appreciated a guy with a big chest…
And that's when Pun notices it. The text on Thee's shirt which immediately makes it hard to keep appreciating Thee's chest.
My eyes are down here, it reads.
As if the text alone doesn't make Pun roll his eyes so hard it hurts, the proud grin that appears on Thee's face when he catches Pun looking absolutely does. He puffs out his chest a little bit more and flexes his pecs a few times.
Pun wishes Thee's eyes were down there. A much better view that the annoying, proud glint in his eyes right now.
Pun sighs deeply and shakes his head, walking straight past Thee to head outside. Annoyance aggressively pushing aside all the feelings of attraction Pun was feeling.
"What? You don't like it? I wore it just for you," Thee teases as he quickly chases after him.
"Of course, you would wear a shirt like that," Pun mutters.
One day, Pun will give Thee a chance. Today, however, is not that day. It will be a day on which Thee doesn't wear a stupid shirt, that's for sure.
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The fair.
Pun should have thought this through better. Maybe he should have accepted that senior's offer to help him carry his stuff after all. While he doesn't need another guy he's not interested in flirting with him relentlessly, it does seem appealing now that he's balancing his matcha drink on top of a stack of library books and his iPad.
He wishes to bump into Thee. Thee wouldn't even ask before taking everything he's carrying out of his hands, making sure Pun is carrying no more than maybe his drink.
No, he doesn't need Thee. He doesn't need some other guy to help him. He can do this. It's just a few more steps down these stairs and ten meters or so and then he'll be able to put it all down. He can do this.
His drink wobbles a bit when he steps down the stairs, but he manages to make it down safely. He can already see Nakhun waiting for him in the distance. Just a bit further.
He makes it all the way to the table, but then, as he's putting the stack down on the table, disaster strikes and his drink topples over. He manages to save the books from being drenched in green, but his own shirt isn't as lucky.
Pun can't stop the string of swear words that tumble out of his mouth in annoyance as he helplessly pats at his once white shirt.
Nakhun laughs but immediately starts apologising when Pun glares at him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've just never heard you swear like that. You're usually so soft spoken."
"It's been a long day," Pun sighs.
"You should go home to change," Nakhun tells him.
Pun shakes his head, searching through his bag for tissues. "I can't, I have no time. I have to finish this assignment, return these books and afterwards I'm meeting up with Ball."
Nakhun nods and thinks for a moment. "You should go wash out the stain first. Do you want me to ask p'Phop to bring you another shirt? He's meeting me here in a bit before his lecture."
Pun looks at his assignment and then at the green stain on his shirt. He should go wash it out, it's getting sticky and gross and he doesn't want to get sick. He looks at the cardigan he brought to wear over his uniform tonight and sighs. He's worn it without a shirt under it before… It just feels very revealing to wear at school but he has very little choice.
"I'll just wear my cardigan, thanks p'Khun."
Nakhun nods with a smile. "I'll take a look at your assignment while you're gone, see if I can help. Go change before you get sick."
Pun thanks him once more and quickly makes his way to the bathroom. He changes into his cardigan and tries his best to wash as much of the stain out as quickly as possible. Sadly, it seems like quite the lost cause for now. And he doesn't even have a nice drink to cheer himself up, this sucks.
Defeated by the matcha stain, he drags himself back to where Nakhun is waiting.
Nakhun is no longer alone, though. Thee is sitting next to him.
For the first time in probably ever, Thee doesn't say anything when Pun sits down. He just… stares. Nakhun has to elbow him hard to make him snap out of his daze.
Suddenly, Thee jumps up and places a cup of matcha in front of Pun. "Pure matcha, no sugar, just as you like it," he salutes and sits back down again.
"Thanks, p'Thee."
Nakhun probably told him Pun spilled his drink. Pun won't complain, though, he really wanted a that drink so he's glad to get to drink it after all. And while Pun won't ever admit it out loud, he's grateful that he can always count on Thee in moments like this. He probably would've offered up his own shirt instantly or ran to buy a new drink and a new shirt, had he been here when Pun spilled his drink.
He expects Thee to make a comment about not spilling this one or maybe about Pun not wearing his uniform, but Thee just goes silent again. He doesn't interrupt even once as Nakhun helps Pun finish his assignment. He just keeps staring. How strange.
"You said you were meeting Ball after this, where are you going?" Nakhun asks as they finish up the assignment.
Usually, Pun would be vague, knowing that if Thee knows where he's going, he will definitely show up. But today, thinking about how the last few times he did something with Ball alone, he ended up third wheeling because that couple he has a crush on showed up, Pun thinks he would like it if Thee would show up.
He even finds himself thinking that it could be a nice first date for them…
He couldn't ask Thee to come directly, though. But he knows mentioning it should be enough.
"We're going to that new fair at the river," Pun says. He shouldn't have to say more. He knows Thee knows where it is, he even asked Pun to go there together a few days ago.
"Oh, p'Phop and I went last weekend, it's really nice. The food is so good, my stomach hurt so much when we got home."
"It does look like a very nice place for a date," Pun says, glancing at Thee for a moment. Thee is still just staring at Pun intensely. This is really nothing like him. Usually Thee would be all over him, asking all kinds of questions to figure out when Pun would be there and with who exactly.
Strange to not have Thee all up in his business for once.
"Nice place for a date," Nakhun repeats, wiggling his eyebrows. "And you're going with Ball you said? That's very unexpected."
Pun kicks him in the shin for even speaking that out loud. "Ball and I are just friends, get that thought out of your head, p'Khun."
Nakhun just laughs as he rubs his sore leg. "Alright, alright. Just friends. Sorry for daring to imply such thing."
"Are you causing trouble again?" Phop says fondly as he walks up to the table.
"You know me," Nakhun grins at him and tilts his head up so Phop can greet him with a quick kiss.
As Phop and Nakhun seem to forget about the rest of the world for a moment, and Pun's stomach twists as he can only dream about ever finding that kind of love.
He glances over at Thee once more. Thee who has been so loyal to him for two years, who loves him so loudly and unconditionally. Thee who always puts Pun first like it's the most natural thing.
Thee who is still eerily quiet and staring at Pun intensely. What's wrong with him today?
No matter how strange he is behaving right now, though. When Thee shows up tonight, Pun will give him a chance. He'll indulge him completely.
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"Remind me to never get on a motorcycle with you again," Pun complains as he hands the helmet back to Ball.
"Oh, please," Ball laughs, "I drove so safely, surely p'Thee is a much more reckless driver."
"Not even the most reckless grab driver I've ever encountered made me fear for my life the way you just did," Pun scoffs. "And since you mentioned it, no, p'Thee is a very responsible driver compared to you."
"We'll agree to disagree. Let's go, I'm hungry!"
"There's nothing to agree to disagree on," Pun retorts as he follows his friend to the fair.
Pun expected Thee to be waiting around the entrance already, but he isn't there. Pun looks around everywhere, but there's no sign of him. Strange. But he knows Thee will find them later, he always does.
It takes approximately thirty minutes before they bump into the couple Ball is crazy about. It takes about another twenty minutes before the three of them are so distracted flirting with each other that they lose Pun in the sea of other people.
Longer than Pun expected if he's honest.
Fifty minutes and Thee still hasn't arrived. Pun checks his phone for what feels like the thousandth time, no message from him either. He's starting to get worried. What if something happened?
No, if anything happened then Pun would have heard by now. He wouldn't be surprised if Thee had already set him as his emergency contact everywhere.
Could it have something to do with Thee acting so strangely this afternoon?
Pun browses the fair a bit longer on his own. Buying himself some snacks and souvenirs in between checking his messages for any sign of where he is right now. He even checks Thee's social media - even though he knows Thee barely uses it.
He quickly gets too frustrated to keep waiting. If Thee was gonna show, he would've been here long ago.
Why is he even waiting for him like a lost puppy… Pun is starting to feel like a fool.
He shoots Ball a quick message that he's leaving and orders a ride back to his condo.
What's wrong with Thee these days? It's like he doesn't want Pun to give him a chance or something… Does he only like the chase, does he not want the reward?
Not too long after Pun arrives home, he receives message after message after message. He doesn't even have to look at the notifications to know who it is. There's only one person in the world who ever spams Pun like this. It's Thee, without a doubt.
As he clicks the notifications, it opens a chat with only messages on one side of the screen.
DO NOT ANSWER: sweet dreams, my dear nong pun 🩷🩷🩷😘
DO NOT ANSWER: you looked beautiful today
DO NOT ANSWER: i know my dreams will be very sweet
DO NOT ANSWER: miss you
DO NOT ANSWER: 🩷🩷🩷
Pun scoffs at his screen and throws his phone onto his bed as the notifications keep coming in. "If you really missed me then you'd have shown up tonight, idiot."
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The trick
"P'Thee, is something wrong? Your eyes are red," Pun asks as they get out of car. Thee has been rubbing his eyes the whole morning.
Thee grins at Pun happily. "Are you worried about me?"
Pun glares at him. "P'Thee," he warns him.
"They're just dry, nothing a few eye drops can't fix," Thee says as he digs a bottle of eye drops out of his pocket to show Pun.
Pun nods and keeps walking towards the building his lecture is in.
"What? Aren't you going to offer to help me?" Thee whines as he runs after Pun.
"You're a big boy, you can do it yourself," Pun says. "Besides, I'm already running late."
Thee huffs dramatically. "What if I need my soulmate to put in the eye drops, otherwise it won't work?"
Soulmate? Pun shakes his head, trying to hide the fond smile that is threatening to form on his lips. "Then me doing it won't help," he says curtly.
Thee's hands cover his heart as he dramatically pretends to get stabbed in the chest. "Ouch, I can't believe you would that in my time of need."
Pun rolls his eyes at him and sighs. "Go put in eye drops before everyone thinks I made you cry." Pun tells himself that if his eyes are still red when he sees him later today, he'll give his soulmate theory a try.
"Yes, sir," Thee salutes. "See you later." He blows Pun a kiss and starts to walk away backwards.
"Good boy, now go," Pun says as he shoos him away, making Thee freeze for a moment. He scratches his neck awkwardly before waving and quickly turning around and walking away.
Interesting…
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Pun is seriously starting to wonder if he said something wrong earlier today. He's seen Thee several times throughout the day now and every time Thee pretended like he didn't see him.
Thee, who can usually even spot Pun in the middle of a crowd from a mile away. Thee, who will interrupt anyone, just to greet Pun. Thee, who often even completely drops just because he saw Pun.
Very strange…
He goes over the morning again in his head once more and really can't remember doing or saying anything that could make Thee act this way. To be fair, with how crazy Thee is about him, Pun always thought there was nothing he could do that would actually make Thee dislike or avoid him.
When Pun leaves his last lecture of the day, he immediately spots Thee down the end of the hallway. Pun suddenly feels a lot less tense seeing Thee walk towards him. Is he picking Pun up to drive him home?
He's about to call out to him and wave when suddenly a girl runs up to Thee and grabs him by the arm. She says something to him that makes him laugh and turn around.
Whatever. It's not like Pun cares or anything. He was planning on meeting up with some friends anyway. It's better this way, now he doesn't have to reject Thee.
Another thing Pun doesn't care about is that she keeps holding Thee's arm. Nor does he care about that they keep laughing and joking around.
The only reason why he knows this even, is, of course, because Pun just happens to need the same exit as them. So he has no choice but to follow them.
He wonders who she is. Is this finally the person that can make Thee forget about him? She has to be, there's no way Thee wouldn't have at least acknowledged Pun otherwise.
Well, if she is. That's fine. Pun has always known that it was only a matter of time. Thee has never been a commitment kind of guy from what he's heard about him, so of course he would move on from Pun sooner or later. It's good that Pun has guarded his heart up until now, preventing himself from getting hurt.
He's not hurt at all. The tightness in his chest means nothing.
Once outside, she finally lets go of Thee's arm, but they keep walking together for a while and then… Thee seems to 'trip' and bumps into her. He wraps his arms around her to keep himself from falling, making them both stumble and laugh.
Pun knows this trick all too well. Thee pulls it on Pun just about every week. Pretending to trip or bump into him just to be able to hug him…
Fuck this. Fuck him.
Pun takes a deep breath, swallowing away the tightness at the back of his throat and turns around.
He's fine. He has always known this day was coming. He's not upset or hurt. He's just surprised. It's fine. He doesn't like Thee. He should be happy, yes. This is a good thing. Finally he's free of Thee's relentless flirting.
Yes, this is good. He's happy.
He forces a smile on his face, head held high. He's going home and he's going to celebrate.
He ignores the way his eyes burn.
He's happy. Happy. This is good.
+1
"I think p'Thee has finally moved on," Pun tells Nakhun. He's not sure why he feels the need to discuss it. If he has really moved on that's a good thing and it just proves that Pun was right not giving in.
"Why would you think that?" Nakhun snorts.
Pun shrugs. "Yesterday I saw him a few times, but he didn't even acknowledge me. He seemed very busy talking to some girl."
Pun doesn't like the knowing grin that appears on Nakhun's face, even though it's only there for a second, it makes Pun's cheeks heat up.
Then, Nakhun just sighs and says with a fond smile, "Don't start celebrating too early, Thee is still as crazy about you as ever. His eyes got really irritated yesterday and he realised he forgot to bring his glasses. P'Phop had to drive him home."
Oh… So it's not that Thee was ignoring him, he just really didn't see him. Pun scolds himself for how that makes his heart jump in delight a little bit.
"Speak of the devil," Nakhun says just as Thee slides onto the bench next to Pun, bumping their shoulders together. Pun startles a bit in surprise. What if he heard what they were talking about? Surely Pun would never hear the end of it.
A bright smile immediately appears on Thee's face. "You were talking about me? What were you saying?"
Still startled from Thee's sudden appearance, Pun struggles to come up with a smart response. Luckily, Nakhun answers for him. "I was asking n'Pun if I had to call you, because I'm about to go meet p'Phop."
"No worries, Khun, I will keep Pun company," Thee tells Nakhun, wrapping an arm around Pun's shoulder that Pun immediately shakes off.
"I'm sure you will, but does he want that?" Nakhun teases him.
Pun smiles and nods at Nakhun. "Say hi to p'Phop."
Nakhun nods and tells Thee to behave before leaving.
Thee immediately takes Nakhun's spot across from Pun and leans his head on his hand. "You look nice today," he says.
"I look the same as always. The same as I did this morning even."
Thee laughs. "Yeah, you always look nice."
Pun rolls his eyes and closes his book. He's about to get up and tell Thee he's going home, too, when he notices a big bruise on Thee's forehead. He instinctively reaches out. He accidentally touches the bruise as he pushes Thee's hair aside to get a better look at it, making Thee flinch.
Pun apologises, pulling his hand back quickly. "What happened? Did you fight with someone?"
Thee chuckles awkwardly, rubbing his forehead. "I wish, that sounds a lot cooler than walking head first into a signpost because I couldn't see anything."
Pun laughs softly. "Does it hurt?"
Thee shakes his head. "Are you going home now? Can I drive you home?" Thee follows up quickly, trying to change the subject. "It looks like it's about to rain soon."
"Well, you seem to be wearing your contacts today, so I guess you can," Pun teases and starts putting his stuff away. Thee sticks his tongue out at him and smiles fondly as he, as usual, takes Pun's bag from him and offers him his hand to hold. Pun hesitates to take it and eventually decides against it, but Thee doesn't seem to mind. He never does.
As they walk across campus to Thee's car, Thee tells him about how he walked into the signpost but Pun can't say he's really listening. He's fighting with himself more than ever. He was so sure he wanted to give Thee a chance, but then yesterday happened and it really surprised him just how upset he felt by the whole thing…
But then again, if he is to feel hurt either way, he can just as well take the leap, right?
He's barely even made the decision when he's already reaching for Thee's hand. Thee jolts in surprise when Pun's hand slides into his. He immediately halts and looks down at their hands and up to Pun's face completely shocked.
"P'Thee, actually I'm a bit hungry. Can we get something to eat first?"
Thee just nods at him dumbly, before very carefully adjusting his grip so they're comfortably holding hands, keeping a close look at Pun's expression.
Pun squeezes his hand lightly and gives him a small smile. He tells Thee to lead the way, hoping Thee will look away soon so he doesn't see just how red Pun's ears must be.
The entire way to the restaurant, Thee is smiling brightly, looking down at their hands in disbelief every once in a while. Pun can't help but smile himself at how giddy Thee seems just to hold hands with him, so he stays a step behind Thee. He is still a bit nervous about Thee actually realising Pun is giving him a chance after all.
"I've been wanting to take you here for a while," Thee says as he opens the door to the restaurant.
It's a small restaurant right outside their campus. It's hidden away in an alley. Pun probably would have never found it by himself. While the restaurant is a bit dated and very small, it's a charming place. The walls are full of art and the tables and chairs are all mismatched.
A kind looking older lady greets them with a big smile. She lights up as she sees Thee, immediately pulling him into a hug. "N'Thee, where have you been, I was getting worried about you!"
"Yaai, I've been thinking about your food every day, I've just been so busy," Thee whines and he pouts at her.
"Oh, you poor thing," She fondly pinches Thee's cheek as she mutters something about him having lost weight. Then she turns to Pun. "Now who's this lovely young man?"
She takes a good look at Pun and grins knowingly when she notices them holding hands. She elbows Thee with a proud smile and leans closer to him to whisper, "Is this the boy you told me about?"
Thee says nothing, he just wiggles his eyebrows at her with a grin.
"In that case," she smiles, "I'll make sure to make you the most delicious meal you've ever had. Sit, sit!" She ushers them towards a table.
Looking at the menu, Pun feels a bit overwhelmed. Everything looks delicious and there's so much choice.
"Do you know what you want to order?" Thee asks after a while.
Pun shakes his head. "Everything looks delicious. What do you usually order?"
Thee scratches his head looking at the menu. "I don't really have one thing I always order. There's days where I just randomly pick something. It's always good."
"Okay, not very helpful," Pun laughs softly. "I wish we could just get one of everything… How about you just order a few of your favourites? You know what I like anyway, I trust you'll pick something nice."
Not used to Pun's behaviour, Thee looks at him with a confused smile but does as he's told. Although he seems to be ordering a lot. Pun can't quite hear what he's ordering exactly, but it he just keeps adding more and more stuff.
Once he's done ordering, Thee gets up to get them some water. He spills a little bit, putting the cups down on the table.
"Sorry", Thee chuckles quietly.
Pun notices Thee's hands seem to be shaking. Is he nervous?
Pun doesn't say anything about it. He just quietly wipes away the spilled water with a napkin.
Thee sits across from him quietly, fidgeting with his own hands nervously as he just looks at Pun.
"I didn't know you wear glasses," Pun says, trying to get a conversation started. "Why don't you ever wear them?"
Thee shrugs. "They're a bit nerdy and everyone always says I look better without. Putting in my contacts has become part of my routine, so I often forget to bring my glasses too."
"Can I see?" Pun asks curiously. He has never understood why wearing glasses would supposedly make you less attractive. He usually thinks it's quite the opposite even. The thought of Thee in glasses… Pun thinks that could be quite the pleasant sight.
Thee looks through his bag and all his pockets but ends up shaking his head. "I forgot them again," he grins sheepily. "Why do you want to see? Do you like it nerdy guys?"
"Maybe I do," Pun says, leaning his chin in his hand with a little smile.
Thee pretends to write that down on his hand and nods. "Wear glasses every day, understood."
"Would you really do that, just because of me?" Pun laughs.
Thee nods solemnly.
Pun tilts his head to the side as he looks at Thee. There's no doubt he's speaking the truth. It's just that it surprises Pun every time just how much Thee seems to like him.
Then Thee gasps and slaps the table. "Is that why you said Phop is much more handsome than me when I showed you and Khun that picture of him?"
"Maybe," Pun answers. It isn't, he mostly just wanted to discourage and maybe annoy Thee back then.
"So if I wore my glasses more often, would you think I'm more handsome than Phop?"
Pun shrugs. He probably would. He doesn't think he has ever complimented Thee, though. Even though there have been plenty of times he could have. He's always done everything to avoid encouraging Thee's behaviour. But he knows that if he wants to be with Thee, that will need to change.
So, he decides to start right now.
"I do think you'd look handsome too," he says quietly. It feels strange saying it out loud.
Thee perks up cutely, his eyes light up in a way Pun has never seen before. He leans in closer with an excited smile on his face. "Did you just- Can you say that again?"
"Oh, look, our food," Pun says, quickly changing the subject as the first dishes get brought to their table.
Thee had indeed ordered a lot. The table ended up filled with small plates of different dishes.
"P'Thee, how much did you order? Don't tell me there's more coming."
Thee quietly counts the plates before shaking his head. "No, this should be it. I asked for a small portion of all of my favourites, and a few I've been meaning to try."
Pun sighs in disbelief. When he said he wanted to try everything, he didn't expect Thee to order just about everything. How are they ever going to finish all of this?
Thee puts a piece of food in Pun's bowl with a smile. "Just try however much you want, I'll eat the rest," he reassures him.
That's exactly what they do. Pun tries a few bites of everything and Thee finishes the dish once Pun is done.
Pun never knew this was a dynamic he was looking for in a relationship, but he definitely is now. He has always just wanted to order a bunch of things in a restaurant and try it all. But he's not a very big eater, so the closest he's gotten is going to dinner with friends and family and trying a bit of whatever they order.
Thee has already shown in many ways that he'd be a good boyfriend for Pun. But somehow, this truly solidified it. Pun has to make this man his boyfriend and he has to do it soon, he just has to figure out how…
Then he remembers Thee mentioned that it's going to rain soon. Perfect.
He'll tell Thee to wait out the rain in his condo and then… well, he isn't sure what then but what he does know is that he can't let Thee go home without making him his boyfriend.
When they leave the restaurant, it still hasn't started to rain and the sky looks clear as ever. Pun really hopes it'll start raining soon, because he really doesn't know how else he can ask Thee to come to his room with him without being too obvious about his intentions.
Thee offers his hand for Pun to hold, as usual, but he seems too used to Pun not taking it, as Pun has to nearly leap forward to slip his hand in Thee's before Thee starts walking.
Thee looks just as surprised as earlier today, and it's still just as cute. Pun tries his best to play it cool, like this isn't anything big or special. It's quite difficult, though, as every time he catches a glimpse of the massive grin on Thee's face, a smile starts pulling at his own lips.
When they're almost at Thee's car, Thee suddenly halts and lets go of Pun's hand.
"What's wrong, p'Thee?" Pun asks, seeing him hover over some kind of bush. "Are you feeling sick?"
Thee shakes his head and after a short moment grabs something and turns around. He's holding a little white flower.
"May I?" he asks, gesturing towards Pun with the flower.
A bit confused about what Thee wants to do, Pun nods anyway.
Very carefully, Thee brushes Pun's hair aside and places the flower behind Pun's ear. He takes a moment adjusting it and fixing Pun's hair before stepping back with a proud smile.
"A beautiful flower for a beautiful boy."
Pun lightly touches his ear as he feels a blush spread over his cheeks. "Shut up," he mutters and starts walking towards Thee's car again.
Thee quickly catches up, happily and confidently scooping up Pun's hand again, interlacing their fingers. Pun gives him an annoyed glare but he doesn't even try to pull his hand away.
Once at the car, Thee opens the door for Pun, dramatically gesturing for him to take a seat. As always, he makes holds a hand above Pun's head to make sure he doesn't bump his head against the roof, before handing Pun his bag and closing the door for him.
Pun is really happy to have his bag in his lap. He spends the whole time fidgeting with it while he just begs the gods to please let the rain start, but the sky still looks like it has never even heard of rain.
Is there any other reason he can ask Thee to come upstairs? There's nothing broken in his apartment and asking Thee for help on any school assignment… yeah no.
He knows that he could just tell Thee to come inside with him. He knows Thee would never pass up on that opportunity. But Pun knows that if Thee starts teasing him he'll tell him to get back in his car and go home and he really, really wants to end this whole game tonight.
By the time they turned down the street Pun's condo is in, the rain still hadn't started and Pun is has yet to come up with another reason to ask Thee upstairs. Luckily, just as they pull up the driveway, the rain starts pouring down.
"Wait in the car, I have an umbrella in the ba-"
"P'Thee, I think it's better if you park your car over there and wait at my place until the rain ends," Pun interrupts him.
That leaves Thee completely speechless once again. Pun decides he likes seeing Thee at a loss for words. The puzzled look on his face is… cute.
He doesn't let this fondness show, though. "It's dangerous to drive home in this weather, especially at night," Pun simply says with a straight face.
"You're worried about me," Thee grins.
Pun rolls his eyes. "No, it's just that if you die, p'Khun would probably get upset and he only just stopped being so depressed."
"Of course, of course," Thee hums happily.
Obediently, he follows Pun's instructions to Pun's assigned parking spot and basically skips to Pun's side of the car to open the door for him. Pun never expected to feel cute aggression for a man that can probably bench press him, but here he is… Thee is really cute.
Thee offers him his hand again, which Pun takes this time, no hesitation. Thee's face lights up and he decides to push his luck by intertwining their fingers. That's when Pun suddenly gets really nervous and gets the urge to pull back his hand.
What is he doing? What's his plan once they're upstairs? Should he suggest they watch a movie? Should he let Thee take the lead? Will he even understand without Pun doing anything?
Maybe he should just tell Thee to wait out the rain in the lobby…
But then they're in the elevator and it's too late for that. Shyly, he looks up at Thee, who is still beaming, happily rocking back and forth as he waited for the elevator to get to Pun's floor.
This is a terrible idea. Really, what was Pun thinking?
When the elevator doors open, Pun pulls his hand out of Thee's and rushes towards his door. Pun tries to hide how hard his hands are shaking when he tries to open the door, he really hopes Thee doesn't notice. Thee doesn't say anything about it at least, no matter how loudly his keys clatter in his trembling hands. He just happily follows Pun inside in silence.
"Can I use these slippers?" Thee asks after taking his shoes off.
"Yes. I'm going to change first. You can sit over there." Pun tells him and then all but runs to his bedroom. He takes his time changing into something more comfortable, he needs a moment to calm down.
It's hard to calm down, though. All he can think of is Thee being in the next room.
He takes the flower from behind his ear. A warm feeling spreads in his chest as he looks at it.
"P'Thee is going to be really good to me, isn't he," he asks himself.
He places the flower on his nightstand and takes one deep breath. He can do this.
He steps out of his bedroom confidently. Thee is sitting on the couch, and Pun is completely taken aback by the sight of him. For the first time ever, Pun allows himself to admit to himself that Thee isn't just some handsome guy. He allows himself to admit that he's attracted to Thee. Very attracted. Seeing him sitting there, arm casually resting on the back of the couch, focused on whatever he's watching on TV, the top few buttons of his shirt undone…
Suddenly Pun's mouth is feeling really dry.
Then the bedroom door falls shut behind Pun, making him jump a little bit.
Thee finally looks over. He swallows thickly as he takes in the sight in front of him. He rakes his eyes down Pun's body, licking his lips unconsciously as they get to Pun's bare legs.
Pun feels his cheeks heat up rapidly, his heart racing. "P'Thee, what are you watching?" he asks quickly and rushes over to the couch, where he sits as far away from Thee as he can.
"You," Thee says in a bit of a daze. Then, shaking his head, he quickly corrects himself, "Some ghost hunting show."
Pun's cheeks just get hotter. He needs to calm down. He takes a moment to focus on his breathing and relax.
With one last deep breath, Pun moves a bit closer to Thee. "P'Thee?"
Thee hums. When Pun looks over at him, he sees Thee is clearly making an effort to keep his eyes on the TV.
"Why didn't you come to the fair last week? I was expecting to see you there." Pun tries to sound nonchalant, but he's not sure he succeeds.
Thee looks at him in confusion, before quickly closing his eyes tightly and looking away, fists clenched. Pun wonders what that's all about.
"Why did you think I'd be there?"
Pun shrugs. "Because I mentioned Ball and I were going, and usually you tend to show up then."
"No, if you did I definitely would have been there," Thee says with a frown.
"I know I did, p'Khun asked where I was going that evening that I brought a cardigan and I said I was going to the fair with Ball."
"Ohhhh," Thee says, like that explains it all. "That pink cardigan?"
Pun nods.
Thee chuckles softly, scratching the back of his neck as he looks away in embarrassment. "You were showing a lot of skin," he mutters. "I don't think I heard anything anyone said until you left."
Oh… Pun looks away as he feels his cheeks heat up again. Unconsciously he pulls the collar of the shirt he's wearing up a bit. Then, collecting all his courage again, he turns back towards Thee, crossing one leg under him. In response, Thee all but turns his back to him which makes Pun's heart drop a little.
"Did you really not see me yesterday?" Pun asks, sounding a bit harsher than he wants to.
"When?"
"When you were fli- talking to that girl." Pun catches himself just in time. He doesn't want to sound jealous. He's just asking.
"Pun, I have no idea what you're talking about. I couldn't see anything yesterday, my contacts irritated my eyes and I forgot to bring my glasses…"
"So you bumped into her because you didn't see her?" Pun asks quietly.
That's when Thee seems to realise. He shakes his head with a fond smile and says, "I only bump into you on purpose, Pun."
Pun quietly sighs from relief and then all but whispers, "So you still like me?"
That makes Thee immediately turn around, and the sincerity in his eyes immediately makes Pun's nerves flare up again.
"Pun, ever since I saw you for the first time I've only ever had eyes for you," Thee says solemnly.
It's strange seeing Thee so serious, Pun is not sure he's ever seen him that serious. Pun can't help but look away under Thee's intense gaze. Thee doesn't let him, though. Or at least tries to prevent him from looking away. But Pun flinches when Thee reaches towards him.
Thee immediately pulls his hand back. "You don't have to be so nervous, Pun," Thee tells him. "I won't do anything. I'm happy just to be here wi-"
"No," Pun interrupts him.
To which Thee replies, "huh?" Tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy.
Cute, Pun thinks, and then before he knows it he's kissing Thee. He just presses his lips against Thee's shortly, but he did it. He kissed Thee.
Thee looks at him in shock, hand coming up to touch his lips and then he cups Pun's face with that same hand. "Are you sure?"
As Pun nods, Thee swears under his breath and immediately presses their lips together again, hard. Thee slides his hands down Pun's sides, gently caressing the soft skin of Pun's thighs for a moment before lifting Pun up and placing him in his lap.
The ease which Thee lifts him up with, makes Pun's stomach do somersaults. Pun won't lie, he's always wanted a boyfriend who could throw him around with ease, and while he had no doubts that someone with arms like Thee's would most likely be able to do exactly that, it's very exhilarating to have that confirmed immediately.
He happily straddles Thee's lap, sliding his hands from Thee's shoulders over his chest and then back up to caress down his arms, softly squeezing his biceps.
Thee gently squeezes Pun's waist as he looks up at Pun with a soft, pleased smile. His gaze is so intense, so full of adoration and love, Pun really cannot handle it.
Cheeks burning and heart racing, Pun kisses Thee again to escape his heavy gaze.
The kiss stays sweet for a while, just Thee pouring all of his feelings for Pun into a simple kiss over and over again while Pun tries his best to do the same. Thee's hands stay firmly on Pun's waist while Pun's keep sliding from Thee's cheek to his biceps and back up. Pun's fingers itching, but not brave enough, to drop down to the buttons of Thee's shirt and undo them.
When Thee's hands get a bit more adventurous again, it's only a matter of moments before it all changes. One of Thee's hands slides under Pun's shirt and up his back, pressing their chests close together.
His other hand is back on Pun's thigh, softly rubbing and squeezing the bare flesh, slowly inching up higher until his entire hand is under the fabric of Pun's shorts.
Almost instinctively, Pun bites down on Thee's lower lip as Thee squeezes his ass.
One of them moans, he's not even sure who. He's too taken aback by how Thee's gaze changes, leaving nothing but hunger. He looked like he was ready to ravage Pun, and Pun was so ready for that too.
Thee's hand on his back moves to the back of Pun's neck, pulling Pun closer roughly into a bruising kiss.
From then on it's all fire. Thee kissing him with everything but sugar. He sucks and bites at Pun's lips like it's the air he needs to breathe. Hands mapping Pun's body as he tries to pull any noise possible out of Pun and then repeating whatever worked.
Pun almost feels dizzy from desire. Hands shaking as he finally starts working on the buttons of Thee's shirt. Hands immediately dragging all over his stomach and chest as soon as the last button is open.
When Thee breaks the kiss, a little whine slips from Pun's lips. But his disappointment quickly dissolves when Thee just grins at him and then leans forward, mouthing at Pun's neck, as he moves take off his shirt completely.
When he sits back, Pun takes a moment to finally really appreciate Thee's body. Fingers digging into the soft muscle as he slowly works his way up to Thee's chest. He can't help but softly squeeze Thee's pecs before leaning down and pressing a kiss over Thee's heart. He likes how that makes Thee gasp softly.
From there on, he kisses his way up Thee's chest and neck, fingers wrapping around Thee's biceps once again.
"P'Thee," Pun pants against Thee's neck, "you're so hot."
Thee grabs Pun by the chin, forcing him up, away from where he's hiding his face in Thee's neck and makes him look him in the eye.
"What was that?"
Pun manages to bite back the snarky reply that slips out of his mouth almost automatically. Instead he slides his hands up into Thee's hair, gripping it tightly as he pulls Thee closer and rolls his hips against Thee, pressing his hardness against Thee's stomach. "Does that answer your question?"
Thee just swears and kisses him again. He wraps his arms around Pun's waist tightly as Pun rolls his hips against him over and over, gasping into Thee's mouth.
"Can I?" Thee asks as he softly tugs at the waistband of Pun's shorts.
"Please," Pun whispers against his lips. Pun moves to stand up so he can take his shorts off, but Thee holds him close.
Thee teases for a moment, the tips of his fingers just barely dipping under the waistband of Pun's shorts as he gently tugs at it. Thumb hovering over Pun's hardness, but never touching.
"P'Thee, before I change my mind," Pun warns him.
"I like when you boss me around," Thee grins, pressing a kiss to Pun's lips.
"Then get your hand on me already," Pun tells him.
Thee immediately gets on it.
Pun's entire body jerks up as Thee finally wraps his fingers around his length. Then, with a sigh, he drops his forehead against Thee's.
Thee's hand is dry and rough but it feels good, so good. Thee keeps his movements light and slow, soaking in every sound Pun makes, noting every single twitch of his lips and every single thing that makes Pun's hands clench slightly. Every now and then he presses a soft kiss to Pun's face, wherever he can reach as Pun squirms in his lap.
As he slowly speeds up his hand, Pun's hand comes up to Thee's face, thumb pressing into Thee's bottom lip as Pun presses closer, hips rolling up into Thee's hand.
Thee's lips wrap around Pun's finger, sucking on it softly. He whines softly when Pun pulls his finger back to kiss him instead.
"Shit, Pun, I want you in my mouth," Thee pants, "Can I?"
Pun barely gets the time to nod before Thee has already flipped them over on the couch and is pulling off Pun's shorts and underwear.
He drops onto his knees between Pun's legs with a loud thud. He looks up at Pun in awe, his hands coming up to rest on Pun's thighs, fingers digging into them hard, like that touch is the only thing that can make him believe this is real.
Pun fondly pats Thee's head as Thee finally moves to press a kiss against Pun's knee. He takes his time to appreciate Pun's thighs, nipping and biting at every bit of sensitive skin he can reach.
Only when Pun impatiently starts pulling at his hair, Thee finally abandons his artwork on Pun's thighs.
He looks up at Pun expectantly, as if he's waiting for something.
Pun stares at him blankly for a moment before he realises. Oh…
"P'Thee," he says with the sternest voice he can muster right now, "suck."
Thee groans and immediately gets moving. He takes Pun in his hand again and presses a wet kiss to the base of his cock before breathing in deeply.
"P'Thee," Pun whines impatiently, tugging at his hair.
Thee drags his tongue from where he just kissed up to the tip, and then in all his excitement and eagerness to please Pun, he immediately tries to take all of Pun into his mouth at once. He sputters and gags around him but that doesn't stop him from trying again.
Pun swallows down a moan as one hand comes up to cover his mouth while the other tightly holds on to Thee's hair.
"P'Thee," Pun moans as Thee tries again, with the same result as before except this time he also seems to nearly choke on his own spit.
Pun has to admit, Thee looks good like this. Pun gently pushes his head back but "P'Thee!" Pun drags Thee's head back by his hair. He ignores the way Thee moans a bit at that, he'll come back to that later.
"P'Thee," he says again, gently brushing the hair out of Thee's eyes before wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb. "Slow down, I'm not going anywhere."
Pun fondly cups his cheek as Thee blinks at him a few times before nodding. Thee leans his head into Pun's hand and then presses a soft kiss to Pun's wrist.
"Promise?" Thee asks.
Pun squishes Thee's face between both his hands with a fond smile. "Promise," he says before leaning forward to press a kiss to Thee's lips.
"Hmm, I'm not convinced," Thee says with a cheeky smile on his face.
Pun rolls his eyes and sighs loudly, but he indulges still and presses another kiss onto Thee's lips. When he pulls back, Thee just shakes his head with a grin. So, Pun kisses him again, but this time Thee doesn't let him go. His fingers thread into Pun's hair holding him close, his teeth digging into Pun's bottom lip.
Pun gasps into Thee's mouth, who takes advantage of it immediately, tongue soothing where his teeth just dug into Pun's lip.
Pun pushes him backwards gently. "What's with all this biting? Are you a dog or something?"
Thee grins before barking at him a few times.
Laughing, Pun ruffles Thee's hair. "Alright, alright. Are you gonna be a good boy for me then?"
Thee barks once more and then presses a quick kiss to Pun's lips. "Although, I can't promise I won't bite anymore," he whispers against Pun's lips and then nips at his bottom lip once more.
"I didn't say I wanted you to stop, did I?" Pun says, holding Thee's chin between his fingers.
Thee gently tilts Pun's head backwards, kissing the corner of his mouth before peppering love bites all down his neck. Eventually he halts at the crook of Pun's neck, pressing his face into it. His teeth scrape at the skin there softly, making Pun tilt his head back a bit more with a sigh. But instead of biting, Thee just presses his nose against Pun's skin and breathes in deeply. He runs his hands down Pun's back, down to his thighs, where he digs his fingers into the flesh again.
"N'Pun," he asks politely, "can I please suck you off?"
"Good boy," Pun hums, pressing a kiss to Thee's shoulder. "Go ahead."
Thee lets out a shaky breath as he watches Pun sit back again and pull his shirt up, revealing himself once more. He drags his hands up Pun's thighs, thumb digging into one of the red marks he left there earlier.
He repositions himself as he takes Pun's cock into his hand again.
"Wait, p'Thee," Pun suddenly says, and Thee pulls his hand back with lightning speed.
He looks up at Pun like a kid that just got scolded and Pun can't help but laugh fondly.
"Sorry, I was just worried about your knees," Pun laughs, holding up a pillow.
Thee sighs in relief before laughing and taking the pillow. He gently smacks Pun with it before dropping it onto the floor and getting on top of it. "I thought I did something wrong," he mutters.
"No, you've been so good for me," Pun says, ruffling his hair once more as Thee basks in the praise. "Now go ahead."
Permission granted and expecting no more sudden interruptions, Thee gets to work again. He wraps his hand around Pun's cock again and starts moving it infuriatingly slow.
Pun endures it for a while but grows impatient quickly. It feels good, but he needs more. He bucks his hips up into Thee's hand, trying to get any more friction but Thee quickly uses his free hand to hold Pun's hips down.
"P'Thee," Pun tries to scold, but it comes out more like a spoiled whine.
Thee grins almost obnoxiously. "I thought you wanted to go slow."
Pun can't believe Thee is really trying to piss him off right now. If he didn't really want Thee's mouth on him again, he'd kick him out. Instead he just kicks him in the leg.
"Are you really trying to annoy me while I'm letting you touch my dick? I thought you were gonna be a good boy for me?" Crossing his arms, Pun sits back and nudges Thee with his foot again. "Come on, be good."
Eager to please, Thee picks up the pace and, fuck, it feels good. He clearly knows what he's doing.
Pun tries not to react too much too quickly. Keeping his arms crossed, he digs his fingers into his own arms but it's not enough. He almost immediately has to bite back a moan, which Thee of course notices.
"Shut up," Pun mumbles, annoyed by the tiny proud smirk that appears on Thee's face.
Thee twists his wrist just right, making Pun keen into the touch, teeth digging into his lip to keep himself from making a noise. Thee's smirk only grows prouder. "You please don't shut up," he says. "Let me hear you, please."
He asked so nicely, who was Pun to deny him? So, when Thee takes him in his mouth again, he doesn't stop the pathetic whimper that tumbles out of his mouth.
Thee makes a happy noise in return. Encouraged by Pun finally letting go, Thee really starts getting into it.
As Thee swirls his tongue around him just right, Pun lets his head fall back onto the back on the couch with a soft moan.
Every noise Pun makes spurs Thee on. Clearly taking careful note of everything that draws any kind of reaction out of Pun and repeating those things until Pun is a mess under him. Pun claws at Thee's arms and shoulders, trying to find anything to ground him as he's overtaken by pleasure.
Pun is almost embarrassed by how quickly he's falling apart under his touch. Almost. He would be if he was capable of feeling anything but pleasure right now.
It's overwhelming, it's too much and not enough. Especially with Thee moaning around him like he's the one getting his dick sucked. Pun needs him to never stop, to stay where he is forever and from the sounds of it, Thee probably would be happy to oblige.
He looks down at Thee and, fuck, he really looks good like this. Cheeks flushed, his thick spit-slicked lips wrapped around Pun's dick, eyes heavy-lidded and glossy.
Thee sucks him off like there's nothing in the world he loves more than sucking Pun's dick. He swallows Pun down all the way down the base, making Pun arch his back into the touch.
Both hands fisted in Thee's hair, hips bucking up into his mouth, Pun really can't take it anymore. He halfheartedly tugs at Thee's hair, trying to pull him off as he attempts to warn him that he's close. Thee ignores it all completely, just moaning around him with no intention of moving his mouth away from Pun's dick any time soon.
"P'Thee, please," Pun moans tugging at his hair harder. "I'm so close." He doesn't know what to say. He doesn't want Thee to stop, he can't tell Thee to stop, to get his mouth off him, but he probably should…
Thee just hooks his arms under Pun's thighs and tugs him closers, letting him thrust up into his mouth freely, happily swallowing him down with every trust.
Finally, Pun can't take it anymore. Instead of tugging at his hair, he presses Thee's head down and spills in his mouth.
Obediently, Thee stays still as long as Pun holds him down. Only when the tight grip on his hair loosens and Pun's hands fall onto his shoulders, he slowly starts moving again. Bobbing his haid slowly for a while longer, softly sucking at Pun's softening dick until Pun whines and pushes him away.
Only then, Thee slowly lets Pun slip out of his mouth. He presses one last kiss to the shaft, making Pun whine. Apologetically, Thee presses a soft kiss to Pun's stomach, then to his hip, and then he sits back to admire the sight in front of him again with a big grin.
Suddenly feeling shy under Thee's gaze again, Pun hides his face behind his hand, turning Thee's face away with the other.
Thee chuckles fondly and pulls Pun's shirt back down to cover him up a bit more, hoping maybe that'll help him feel less shy.
With a huff, Pun pushes Thee's cheek again and Thee happily turns his face this time, burying his face in the soft flesh of Pun's thigh once more. He peppers gentle kisses all across his skin, gently nipping and licking every now and then as Pun squirms under his touch.
Pun absentmindedly pats Thee's hair as he tries to both come down from his high and not get too turned on again from Thee's current actions and the thought of what else Thee has in store for him.
"P'Thee," he says softly. Thee immediately perks up. Pun can't help but chuckle softly, he really is like a big dog… "Come here, I want to kiss you."
He doesn't have to tell Thee twice. He immediately crawls up onto the couch and pulls Pun into a deep kiss.
Pun can taste himself on Thee's tongue, but he can't bring himself to care. Not when Thee is kissing him so eagerly, soaking up every single noise Pun makes and seemingly making it his life's mission to make sure Pun keeps making those noises.
But Pun wants to make Thee feel good too. He wants to know what noises he can drag out of him. He wants to see him fall apart.
But when he drags his hand up Thee's thigh and reaches to undo the button of his pants, Thee catches his hand.
"You don't have to," Thee says.
"But I want to," Pun tells him. "I want to make you feel good."
Thee's cheeks heat up cutely as he grins shyly. He's quiet for a moment, trying to figure out what to tell Pun. It makes Pun wonder if he really doesn't want him to.
"It's just that… you already have, kind of," Thee explains eventually.
Pun tilts his head in confusion. It takes him a while to figure out what Thee is trying to say. But once he does…
"Oh… You already-?"
Thee nods.
Pun swallows thickly. He can't believe Thee finished just from sucking him off… "That's hot, phi," he whispers, a blush spreading on his own cheeks as well.
When he makes eye contact with Thee, suddenly they both start laughing. He's not sure why. Maybe because they both feel silly being so shy about it. Maybe because it's just a bit of a strange situation and laughing makes them feel better. It doesn't matter. It's nice.
Being with Thee is nice.
With a smile, Thee wraps him in his arms and lets himself fall back onto the couch before he kisses him again. It's a lazy kiss, more pressing their lips and faces together than actual kissing.
Pun traces a trail of kisses down Thee's jaw and neck, before resting his head against Thee's shoulder. Nose pressed against Thee's neck, he sighs and lets himself melt into him completely.
"Pun," Thee whispers, brushing the hair out of Pun's eyes. "I love you. You don't have to say it back. I just… I want you to know that I do."
"I know," Pun smiles. I think I may love you, too.
Thee kisses Pun's forehead and then tucks him under his chin. They stay like that for a while, just enjoying being together. Pun's cheek resting against Thee's chest. Thee playing with his hair. It's nice, Pun can definitely get used to this.
"So does this mean I can finally send out the mass announcement that I've had ready for ages, saying you're finally my boyfriend?"
Pun laughs. "You haven't even asked me."
"You're right," Thee agrees. "How should I ask you? In front of the entire school? At the next big event maybe? Or should I just live stream it? The music department has a concert soon, maybe I can ask my friend if I can-"
Pun rolls his eyes and smacks him on the chest. "Just ask me already before I change my mind, you buffoon."
"Already at it with the sweet nicknames," Thee teases with a pleased sigh, taking the hand that Pun just smacked him with and pressing a kiss against it.
"Phi," Pun warns him.
"Alright, alright. Pun, will you please do this buffoon the honour of being your boyfriend? Make his dream finally come true."
"Hm, alright then," Pun agrees nonchalantly but he's unable to hide the smile spreading on his face.
Thee cheers loudly, wrapping his arms around Pun even tighter as he presses a kiss to every bit of Pun's face he can reach as he happily rocks them from side to side. Pun laughs as he halfheartedly tries to squirm away from Thee's affection, only resulting on the both of them tumbling onto the floor. Where Thee happily cages him between his arms and starts his assault of kisses all over again.
"Tomorrow," Thee says between kisses, "I'm going to tell everyone we see that you're my boyfriend. I don't care if they know us or not."
"P'Thee, don't, that's so embarrassing."
"You should know what I'm like by now. No takebacksies," Thee grins, "You're stuck with me forever."
Pun squishes Thee's face between his hands and gently shakes it a bit as he sternly says, "I'm gonna keep you to that."
He presses a kiss to Thee's lips and then wraps his arms around him, pulling Thee to lie on his chest.
"We should tell p'Khun first," Pun says, tracing figures on Thee's back with the tip of his nail.
"We can tell him right now," Thee says, reaching up behind him awkwardly onto the coffee table to find one of their phones.
Pun smacks his hand and pushes it off the table. "You're not calling p'Khun right now."
"Why not?"
"It's late and we're both half naked."
Thee huffs. "Khun has seen me naked before and he's called me much later than this many times, he 'll be fine. It's important news "
Pun gently flicks Thee's forehead softly, making him whine.
"Fine, we'll tell him tomorrow," Thee huffs, pressing his cheek against Pun's chest cutely. Then he suddenly perks up like an alarmed dog. "You're not making me go home, right?"
Pun softly caresses Thee's cheek. "I wouldn't even let you leave if you wanted to, you're spending the night."
With a pleased grin, Thee rests his head on Pun's chest again and says decidedly, "I'm never going back to my condo."
And Pun thinks he's just fine with that.