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"Mhhhmmm..."

Sarawat hummed in contentment, face buried in the soft, fluffy hair of his sleeping boyfriend. Sniffing the crown of Tine's head, his nose was immediately filled with the familiar light lavender scent with hints of vanilla and Sarawat almost purred in delight, arm going tight around his bunny's soft flat stomach.

They were in bedroom - their own bedroom, in their own condo. A month after the episode with Day, Sarawat had offhandedly asked Tine to move in with him and although shocked and gaping like a fish at first, Tine had nodded furiously with a smile so wide that it made Sarawat wonder if his cheeks hurt.

Sarawat sat up a little, rubbing his eyes off sleep, feeling the faint sunlight poking him through the blinds and froze when Tine shifted a little in his hold, afraid of waking up the latter.

"Uhhh... Wat, what's the time?" Tine asked, head turning to face Sarawat, voice a little husky and sleep laden.

"It's still early. You should sleep a little more. Rest."

Tine nodded once before dropping his head on the pillow softly and Sarawat heard his breathing instantly go soft, indicating that Tine had fallen asleep again.

He moved slightly to go back to his previous position again and Tine sighed lightly.

The first time they'd shared a bed, Tine found out that Sarawat was a cuddler and often spooned and hugged him in sleep. When Tine had mentioned about it, he shamelessly replied that Tine was soft. He remembered how Tine blushed beet after that, lowkey whining about how hot it got at night. Sarawat did it again the next day, and this time, Tine did not complain.

After getting together, Tine was a lot more vocal about his wants and concerns and Sarawat liked it. Tine also became quite pliant and obedient and he couldn't have wished for more.

Like right now, lying in their bed, naked underneath the grey comforter, Tine sleeping peacefully in Sarawat's arms.

This was heaven.

It was their hard-earned time of rest after their year end final examinations, and Sarawat was very much looking forward to spending all his time with Tine, preferably on their bed.

Turning to look at his sleeping boyfriend's face, Sarawat couldn't help but reminisce the past.

Sarawat's first day of his college was spent running all over the campus in the afternoon to find his way to the music club. He passed by the Faculty of Social Studies, gaze shifting all over to avoid any possible interaction with his brother.

"Have you not eaten anything?!"

A loud shout caught his attention and he turned to the small clearing near the huge building to see a bunch of other students, most probably freshmen like him, with their heads hung low. A senior was roaming around them, shouting orders in her loud piercing voice.

"Keep your pose stable. If you can't handle it, then leave!"

The students unanimously lifted their hands at the bark of the senior, head held high, unmoving.

"Alright. Five minute break, everyone!"

All the people fell to the ground, groaning when a guy suddenly stood up and made a dash towards the bench near them, picking up a bottle of water and taking huge gulps out of it.

One look at the guy and Sarawat almost tripped on his own feet.

He couldn't believe his luck at all.

"Pretty boy..." Sarawat whispered, face shifting into that of pure disbelief.

This was the same guy from that Scrubb concert a year ago.

It was unfair how Sarawat's heart skipped a beat again. It was so, so not fair that the guy appeared more pretty than the last year. It totally wasn't fair how Sarawat still had a big, fat crush on the guy. And to top it all, the guy not even knowing that he'd completely bewitched Sarawat was the most unfair thing to ever happen.

"It's your turn now!"

Sarawat was snapped out of his staring when the pretty boy was called by the senior. Sarawat stayed rooted to his spot, eyes following every movement of the guy.

"You're the last one to make an introduction for the senior cheerleaders. It has to be fun, yeah?"

The pretty boy stood there in front of all the people seated on the ground. He then slowly raised his hand before meekly making actions with every word.

"My name is Tine... Freshman, first year-"

"What is this, huh? Why is there no energy? We can't even hear you!" A senior shouted and pretty guy stopped his movements.

He took a deep sigh and a few people cheered on. Seeing his seniors cheering crazily, he shouted.

"My name is Tine! I'm a Freshman! Mr. Chic guy who likes to act cutely! I can take top positions but bottom is fine too! I'll proceed to attack immediately!"

The rest of the students went wild at that, clapping and whistling wildly and a few seniors stood up to pat his back. All the while, the guy seemed like he wanted to fling himself from the terrace of the tall Faculty building.

Sarawat chuckled a bit at the embarrassing introduction but found it to be quite endearing nonetheless.

He suddenly remembered about the Music Club and ran, the little introduction of the pretty boy playing on repeat in his mind.

A week had passed and he met the boy again, this time in a small café near university campus.

He seemed to have company and Sarawat was shocked to learn that the person talking to the pretty boy was none other than his bastard of a brother, Day.

They were laughing together and it was the first time Sarawat had felt this emotion named jealousy so strongly. He wanted nothing more than to rip the fucker away from the pretty boy. Sarawat left the café right away, feeling anger to no extent.

It was the first vacation for the students and naturally, Sarawat and Day went back to their parent's house. Day had grudgingly gone for grocery shopping on the strict orders of their mother and Sarawat considered this as a blessing due to two reasons : First, he gets to stay away from his brother and second, Day had left his phone on charging. He knew that Day didn't keep a password because he never fucking remembers one.

Sarawat had snopped around his phone, looking for possible blackmail material and maybe evidence against him so that he can throw him away from Tine's life. He hurriedly copied Tine's number to his own phone before going through the chat history. He came across a particular group chat of Day with his friends and his blood boiled after reading the messages. He quickly closed the chats and left the phone be as it was, before storming off to his room.

"That bastard had placed a bet to fuck Tine within three months of getting together. I'll fucking kill-"

An idea popped up in his head. Day was a fuckboy and Sarawat planned to take full advantage of that. He just remembered that a senior from his Faculty gave him her number, asking him about Day. It seemed like she was interested in his brother.

Four days after chatting with the senior, Sarawat had somehow managed to talk her into seducing Day. He told the senior about his brother's whereabouts every two hours.

Later that evening, Sarawat had followed his brother all the way to the bar, and was pleasantly shocked to see Day fucking his senior. He felt nauseated watching them doing it but still gathered the strength to record the disgusting deed, while trying to not retch his stomach out.

Going back home, Sarawat ran to his room, swiching his phone off before taking out the cover to change his current SIM for a new one. He switched on his phone again, and after making sure that every setting was in order, he sent Day's sex tape to Tine. Checking that Tine had seen the clip he swiched off his phone again, switching back to his old number.

The next day, Sarawat immediately went to a phone store to get the new number disabled.

All Sarawat had planned was to make sure that Tine was protected from Day's ill intentions.

He was genuinely shocked when he saw Tine in front of the Music Room the first time they'd officially met, and was even more shocked when he had asked for his help to get revenge on Day by playing his fake boyfriend.

Sarawat had done so much for Tine. He had harboured an enormous crush on the bunny boy for a little more than a year. He had saved his naïve Tine from becoming a sacrifice to Day's menace.

Raking a hand through the soft hair, Sarawat gently took a hold of Tine's left hand, lifting it up a little, careful not to wake up the sleeping boy. The small silver band on Tine's fourth finger shone brightly and Sarawat raised his own left hand, inspecting the matching silver band on his finger with a huge grin.

Sarawat had waited a long time, but now he doesn't need to. He doesn't need to hold back his feelings knowing that they are reciprocated and his love isn't unrequited. He has Tine all to himself.

Tine now belongs to Sarawat. Just him.