SUGAR=SALT [KinnPorsche]

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑=𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓 [𝐍𝐗/𝐃𝐄]

"𝕴𝖋 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝕴 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖆 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉."

After successfully untying him, he stood up and began fanning himself with his hands. "Could you please adjust the temperature?"

I raised my brows, unsure if I had heard correctly. He told me to lower the temperature earlier, and now he wants to do the same thing again. I'm sitting on the bed, not moving an inch. Drunk people love to make a fuss about almost everything (not to mention I'm also drunk), so I'm checking to see if he's serious.

"I'm not kidding—hhhhhhh! It's very hot!"

"Oh, right," I said, scratching my nape. I crawled to the edge of the bed and slowly pushed myself up, trying to balance myself so that I could stand upright. I never imagined myself in this situation. I spent almost the entirety of my life in school.

I had hardly advanced three steps when I tripped and fell back onto the bed. When my back hit the bed, I felt more relaxed, so I stayed down, spreading my arms out and savouring the exquisite, silky feel of the mattress as my eyes grew heavy from being too worn out, forgetting about Phi Macau's order. Seconds just passed when the throbbing pain on my head starts again. I curled up and did all sorts of stupid things to relive the pain. I lightly smacked my head and massaged it.

"Ah!" I exclaimed when someone landed directly on top of me. There are only two people inside the room, so I know who it was. My strength has been sapped after dealing with an adult child and enduring the effects of alcohol on my body. Right now, all I want is a good night's sleep. Even just thinking about it makes me feel more somnolent.

"You're really cute," Macau complimented, delicately stroking the young lad's now-rosy cheeks. "If only I could regard you as more than a friend." He gently placed his lips on Porchay's, hoping the latter wouldn't remember it the next day.

Porchay snaked his arms around Macau's neck and intensified the kiss just as Macau was about to pull away.

8:00 A.M.~~

Uh, the shape of your body in my shirt
That's just a little too long on you yeah yeah yeah
Come over here toni-night
Well then, let's begin our game
Yeah, woo!

Undo the buttons one by one,
Melting into a sweet kiss (Yeah)
I'm better anywhere,
I'm better anytime oh yeah
With your beautiful voice, tell me "Again and again"

The morning went smoothly until the alarm woke Porchay up. Holding his head, he jolted to see who was sleeping beside him. It took him only seconds to remember Macau, who is now sleeping soundly with a pillow between his legs and another pillow he is hugging.

The more I gaze at you, you're the greatest art,
Revealing your true style
Your skin that shines even when the lights are off
Hold you tightly without letting go eh
Swimming as your heart desires
Into the deep sea
Just the two of us, until the morning

He leaned against the headboard, peering at the sleeping creature. From his bare broad white chest lightly moving up and down to his perfect thick brows that resemble a bent bow that suddenly met while changing sleeping position, creating a vertical wrinkle in between his eyebrows. Porchay blinks twice, unknowingly doing something that isn't good.