The Adorable Casanova

Fate

Beam sore eyes. Too much crying. His chest was tight and he was short of breath. He did not understand why bad fate always seemed to follow him. He hasn't said anything about himself in the Jamorhnoom family yet, a new problem has come with that crazy girl named Preya.

Phana and Kit comforted him, but when they returned to their respective apartments, Beam felt the sadness that had crushed him made him feel scared.

Phana and Kit have always been there for him, since they were little and accompany him through his dark and hard days.

Divorce, loneliness, deprivation, bullying, insults and abuse, death have all been through Beam. Happiness came when he finally finished high school well, was accepted into medical school, then received news from his grandmother's lawyer about inheritance and also about the Jamorhnoom family. However, nothing is eternal.

Someone knocked loudly on the door of his room. Beam felt like he was dreaming. He stared at the ceiling of his room with a blank look. What time is it? Why can't he move his body at all? Beam's tears flowed again.

The sound of a key playing made Beam close his eyes again. Maybe this time, a criminal would walk in, rob the apartment, then kill him. Beam was shaking violently on the bed.

Beam did not dare to open his eyes, when he heard footsteps entering his room. A few moments later, he felt warmth enveloping his body and a strong hand stroking his back gently.

He was in the arms of someone who was muttering a spell that made him sleepy. Beam didn't recognize the scent, but he felt sedated. Cinnamon, tobacco and a little musk. It was not the perfume Phana used to wear. Phana's perfume usually smells like lemon and cloves, while Kit, he likes slightly sweet scents like cotton candy. The sound too, was so soothing, made Beam feel relaxed.

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Beam opened his eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling in his room. Strange.

He felt his body comfortable and relaxed. What happened exactly? Is he dreaming? Is it possible that a person can dream many times in one sleep?

Previously, Beam had a very bad dream about his past. Then, he dreamed about someone hugging him and cradling him until he felt like he was in heaven that smelled like cinnamon, tobacco and vanilla. Now, she dreams of a thick, fatty meat steak dish with savory mashed potatoes and vegetables sautéed in butter. Delicious and it was clear that his stomach was struggling.

"You are awake, sleepyhead."

Someone comes in the room. Beam recognized his voice, just like the voice he had in his previous dream, soft and soothing.

The person approached the bed and a scent that Beam recognized came back. Beam sighed and felt, he still wanted to sleep, while his dream was in a beautiful session.

"Hey, hey, don't sleep anymore. You've been sleeping too long and now you need to eat."

"Eat?"

"Yes. You can sleep later when you finish eating."

"Can I eat steak with mashed potatoes and vegetables sautéed in butter?"

"That's exactly what I prepared for you."

"Uh. Why does this feel so real now. Can anyone ask for and manifest anything in their dreams?"

The person laughed. The voice was warm and beautiful. "I don't know. Maybe."

"I have to go to sleep again. I want iced coffee."

The person laughed again. He approached the bed, then slid his hand under Beam's back. With one soft sigh, he slipped behind Beam and sat back against the head of the bed, then pulled Beam back up against his broad chest.

His right hand was wrapped around Beam's shoulder, while his left hand took turns lightly stroking Beam's cheek and neck. Beam leaned comfortably against his chest and his head rested on his shoulders, close to his neck.

Beam opened his eyes and stared straight at the tan-colored neck. A small tattoo of a pair of doves nailed his gaze. This tattoo ... Beam felt his brain freeze. He moved slowly and looked up.

"F-forth?"

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