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11. Jealousy

"Phamueang? Phamueang? Phamueang?", Aunty Kung called without getting an answer.

"Who's the one with Namnuea?", the winery owner was finally snapped out of his thoughts and asked.

"Oh, I don't know! It must be a supplier or customer, who knows?", the woman replied in a hurry to close the topic and come back to discussing matters related to work.

However, Aunty Kung never got Phamueang's full focus into that conversation again. In fact, during that entire day, everyone who spoke to the boss was asked about the man Namnuea was talking to so intimately.

"They're smiling!", Phamueang commented in an offended tone as he watched his boyfriend walking the man through the grape vines.

Phamueang was getting curious and curious as the day went on, until finally, Namnuea came to his office.

"Love~!", Namnuea called excitedly as he entered the room.

"I'm busy, can we talk later?", Phamueang spoke without looking away from the documents he had on his desk.

"Phamueang, did something happen?", Namnuea asked scared.

"I don't know... maybe your new friend knows better than me!", he said with a pout, making the man roll his eyes.

"I heard the staff gossiping saying you were jealous, but I didn't understand why. So that was the problem!", Namnuea said with a guiltless smile.

"Are you laughing, love?!", Phamueang accused.

"Well, yes!", Namnuea said approaching the other's chair and pulling him a little away from the table to straddle on his lap and entwine his arms around the other's nape.

"You're evil!", Phamueang accused, but hugged Namnuea's waist affectionately.

"It's just that... it's difficult to plan a wedding without any help from an event planner, you know?", Namnuea said staring at the eyes in front of him, letting him formulate the conclusion on his own.

"Oh...", Phamueang said blushing strongly when he realized his foolishness.

"You're so cute!", Namnuea said kissing the other's cheek.

"I reserve myself the right not to say anything that can be used against me!", the eldest said, burying his face in his lover's shoulder, still ashamed.

"That's good! Because it gives me the opportunity to give you this without hearing complaints that I'm wasting money on you!", Namnuea said taking a small box from his pocket, attracting the older man's curiosity.

"What's this?", he asked with bright eyes. Phamueang didn't like Namnuea to spend money on him, but he was completely in love with earning anything that came from his lover, a difficult balance to maintain.

"It's a bracelet! I hope you like it because it's my wedding present. It has our initials engraved, see?", Namnuea said putting the jewelry on Phamueang's wrist and pointing to the detail he referred to.

"It's beautiful! Thank you, love! I love it!", Phamueang said emotionally.

"Oh great, you love the bracelet!", Namnuea said faking irritation.

"I love you too, my little, adorable, handsome, brave, smart, fun and talented fiancé!", Phamueang confessed, leaving Namnuea speechless.

But that night they didn't need complex words anyway. Their feelings were enough by themselves.