เพียงเสี้ยวสัมผัส | Just A Fraction of Touch (Eng Trans.)

01: Friend with Benefit

I was blazing in fire.

Every time I was with you.. I couldn't control my body.

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It was either coincidence,

Luck,

Or destiny that blew the two of them to meet again in that place, that moment, and that situation.

Lion couldn't wrap his thoughts around it. In the world there were billions of people alive. Just within Thailand, there were ten thousand people who signed up on dating sites. But who would have guessed that the raffle would come out exactly the same as a friend in high school like that?

The more he thought about it, the more stressed Lion became. The guy he talked to and video sex calls for three to four months, was the same guy he studied together with for three years in high school.

Damn.

Besides, there was a time when in a theatrical play, he was the one who teased and made New or 'Niran Neradacho' to dress up as a girl to play the heroine, forcing the role of a girl on the unwilling guy. Thanks to the delicate figure and sweet face, when he was dressed as a girl, no one could guess that he was actually a man.

Far too different from the present... What did he do?

"Huh... To be honest, I never thought I would see you again..." His sweet, deep voice broke the silence between them. New was already dressed in the hotel's clean white robes. The face that used to be sweet had turned attractive, bright, and collected. Unlike the dumbfounded Lion, he seemed indifferent.

But that was Niran.

As for Lion... he really cared.

He didn't want to have sex with his 'friend'.

"I don't want to believe it either," Niran replied in a short sentence, "What a coincidence."

A coincidence?

Yes, it was a coincidence, he couldn't find a better word for it.

"How did you change this much?" he asked as the soft bed gave way under the larger man who wearily threw his back on it. Lion didn't know whether he was more tired physically or mentally. "I mean your size... and your voice too."

New didn't answer right away. His fingers played with his damp hair as he lay there, "I don't know, the hormones are just working."

"You're gonna catch a cold."

Lion sighed heavily. He grabbed a small cloth nearby to wrap around New's head and pulled him up to sit on the bed. If he were to retrace his high school days, he had to admit that he was one of the men in the class who somewhat adored New. Because of his small and thin build in addition to being quiet (the reason being New's best friend was a foul-mouthed boy and so talkative that he stole New's words), he could only steal a glance at him and maybe tease him instead.

The person who was pulled up to sit on the bed stayed still, letting Lion rub his hair with a towel. New didn't say anything, he only sneaked a look every so often at the beautiful man who was taking care of him out of fear that he would get sick from the damp hair, before lowering his head again.

Part of it was to make it easier for Lion to dry his hair.

And the rest...

Was to conceal the rising corner of his mouth.