This Song Is Called You.

36. Wedding planner?

The day was far from over.

After a third round, Porchay was exhausted.

He tried to crawl out of bed to grab a water bottle but Kimhan's muscular arm held his waist.

"Oi, P'Kim, let me..."

"Don't move yet. Stay here."

Kim was on his phone, trying to figure out a tempo for Tankhun's song. He pulled Chay against his bare chest.

"If you bend over I'll get a great view on your pretty ass and I don't think you're going to enjoy a fourth round. Do not try me, angel..."

Porchay whined a little, his throat was dry from kissing Kimhan, and his whole body was numb. He no longer had much strength and he wanted to eat.

The young boy sighed, and glanced at his boyfriend's phone.

"Isn't that a bit...?" Porchay tilted his head as he scanned Kim's notes. "...A little too extravagant?"

"It's for Tankhun..." Kim puffed. "A nursery rhyme would always be more melodious than a song for that idiot."

"He'll be mad if you don't do it seriously."

"He can get annoyed at me, I think I'm more capable of writing him a song quickly rather than dolphins forming his marriage proposal in the ocean. So better be happy than I am thinking of doing it..."

Chay laughed, he sat back down on the soft cushions and his stomach growled.

Kim put his phone down, he got up and put on a sleeveless t-shirt, before looking for his pants, and Porchay smiled at him before he finally bent down to grab the water bottle and found Kim's pants too.

"Here, mister big pervert. Dress up."

"Thanks. Are you ok ?"

Kimhan got dressed and waited for Porchay to get up, helping him stabilize himself as the poor boy's legs were weak.
They searched again for Tankhun and his guards, but they came across the living room, where they heard an argument between Kinn and Porsche.

"What? But you're talking nonsense again! I know you have done it, stop lying, you motherfucker !"

"Do you want to check? We can ask the pilot for the list! I am telling you that you are the only one fo..."

"I do not believe you !" barked Porsche.

Chay approached his brother, putting a hand on his shoulder, and he gave Kinn a curious look. The man took a step back when Kimhan took him by the shoulders with an understanding smile:

"Why is there marriage on one side and divorce on the other in this family?" sneered Kimhan.

"He's a fucking liar," Porsche roared, he brushed back a lock of his little brother's hair, still glaring at Kinn. "He says I'm the only one he took in that damn helicopter! But he had so many fuckboy, why can't you say that I am not the only one hah ? Do you really want me to believe your nonsense?!"

"But it's true!" Kinn growled, the mob boss was exasperated, he put his hands on his hips, sighing. "You are the only one for me !"

Tankhun entered the room, his hands filled with pink and blue ribbon, he glanced at Kinn, before raising his head up, ignoring his brother.

''Humph.''

"Tankhun....I already said no!" Kinn said immediately upon seeing the ribbons, "You are NOT going to decorate our..."

"..It's okay, I understand, shut up.' I am already doing something else !" replied dryly the eldest of the family, who was visibly very annoyed. "I've come to get Porsche and Nong Chay to decorate the garden, and you're NOT invited!"

The two brothers exchanged a desperate look but Porsche had no choice but to obey Khun No and he dragged his little brother by the hand.

"P'Kiiiimmm..." Porchay whimpered, but he noticed his lover snickering.

Chay groaned, rolling his eyes, and he found himself sitting on a stool, having to glue ribbons together to form roses.
The activity took a lot of time and concentration, he even ended up yawning from fatigue and after several hours of following Tankhun's instructions, Porchay almost fell asleep. He closed his eyes and a cry startled him:

"CHAY BE CAREFUL!"

Porchay sat up with a jump, and he noticed with horror that his hands were full of blood... He had fallen asleep while cutting a piece of paper and he had just made a big cut on his right hand.

" OIIII !! NOOOooo...!" Tankhun roared taking the younger boy's hand with great concern.... He glared at Porchay. " P'Top will want to take care of this and I don't want him to work tonight! Damn...You should have been careful, ask someone to tend your wound, here, heh...Maca....( realizing what he said, Tankhun shut up immediately ....Yes Macau usually always took care of Porchay when he got hurt so Tankhun naturally tried to call for Macau...) Ah...Sorry....I'll take care of you. Come here."

Porchay smiled sadly, gently pushing Tankhun's hand away, he felt his nose tingle, Macau's presence had always been so discreet that sometimes people still talked about him as if he were still there... Porsche who arrived with a ladder, rushed to his little brother and he even pushed Tankhun to the ground.

"Chay what happened?"

Porchay laughed wearily at the bloody tools on the table and Porsche scolded him as if he was a child.
While everyone was worried about the youngest, Kinn and Kim arrived in the garden, immersed in a discussion about a potential client.

Kim immediately noticed the blood on the hand of the youngest.

He approached calmly, trying not to show his stress, took Porchay's hand and frowned:

''What happened my love ? Does it hurt ?"

Porchay blushed, he looked down and let himself be guided by Kim to another table, Kimhan cleaned the wound carefully and even blew on his palm.

"Did you cut yourself with the scissors? Was it...?"

"...it was an accident, P'Kim.'' clarified Porchay pursing his lips, he had to speak in a low tone, not to worry Porsche. And he winced before smiling. "....And it pretty much hurts."

Kim smiled too, exchanging an understanding look with hos lover, then he placed a soft kiss on Porchay's fingers.

Chay blushed again, and he looked over at the large group of friends who were having this party in a pretty disorganized mess.

"What a funny family eh..." whispered Porchay, whose memory of his best friend, always happy to annoy Tankhun, pinched his heart.

"But we're all here." replied in the same neutral tone Kim. "We are all united. No one is left alone...Right? This is our family, Chay."

Porchay smiled at Kimhan, with a radiant and warm smile, he leaned over and his gaze slipped on his lover's lips... They were about to kiss each other when Porsche suddenly pulled his little brother backwards.

"Enough ! Leave him alone, he's hurt, go do your nasty things on a stuffed animal ! Freaking dog in heat! Can't you dick wait a little ha ?''

"Hia !" grumbled his frustrated little brother, but he still burst out laughing when he saw Kim's face being really annoyed.

"Go go go, we don't have time for a fight, right now," shouted Tankhun who inflated a balloon in the shape of a mermaid. "Top is coming soon! Let the party begin!"