Bad Buddy AUs: Prompts and One-shots

💕 What If Life is A Take Two? 💕

If you make the same mistakes, I will love you either way 
All I know is that I can't live without you 
There is nothing I can say that will change you anyway 
Darling, I could never live without you 
- Safe Inside, James Arthur - 

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" Tha ruk, I'm so proud of you."

"Pran, tha ruk, I'm so proud of you!"

Pran blushed at the endearment that Pat had given him, he supposed he would never get used to such intimacy even after dating with Pat for months.

Not even considering the fuzziness that filled his chest up when his teenage fantasies finally came true.

Pat buried his face into the crook of Pran's shoulders, sniffing Pran's fresh scent like an excited puppy.

"But, ouch! Stop it, Pat!"

Pran said half-heartedly as he felt Pat's teeth digging slightly into the soft flesh of his nape, leaving behind a mark that he would carry around proudly.

Pat emerged from Pran's neck, putting on his lost puppy eyes, a small pout resting on his lips. Nothing could, nothing should and nothing would stop him from showering his Pran with lots of kisses.

"There there, let me finish this and you can go back to kissing me."

Pat's eyes shone in excitement and he pushed himself back obediently. Pran cooed at the sight, how could he possibly survive this long-distance relationship for the years to come?

"My offer goes for 2 years. Do you think you can manage that?"

"Then, let's make every single second before parting counts."

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Pran pushed his suitcase into his apartment unit in Singapore tiredly, he had just gotten down from a bumpy ride from Bangkok. When he plopped himself into the couch bonelessly, his lower back ached sweetly, which reminded him of Pat fiercely.

He watched the brown boxes blankly, he had them sent over a few days ago, saving him the hustle of carrying these boxes along with him onto the plane. He knew he had to start cleaning, scrubbing, vacuuming and unpacking his things now, but he was too exhausted to do so.

Just one more minute.

"Paaattt! Can you massage my back for me?"

Pran mumbled incoherently into the cushion.

"Paaattt?"

Only then did he realise, he was alone in Singapore while Pat was still back home in Thailand. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat as he fished his phone out from his jeans.

To: Patinlove [13:32]

Just reached my new place, wish you were here with me. (:(

He sighed in defeat, forcing himself up and starting to get into work. If he were being productive enough, then he would be able to finish before dinner.

And maybe, he could FaceTime Pat before he sleeps tonight.

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"Your annoying, grumpy boyfriend."

Unpacking his stuff shouldn't be something difficult. After all, he knew where he wanted his things to be when he started cleaning just now.

It really shouldn't be something difficult, until one of his Polaroids slipped out.