SUGAR=SALT [KinnPorsche]

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑=𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓 [𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭]

"𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖑."

3 weeks later...

Falling in love is the best feeling in the world. Being broken is also the most unpleasant sensation. But both are worthwhile experiences because you will never know true love if you constantly hold yourself to other people's expectations. You don't deserve someone at their best if you can't love them at their worst.

Some people abuse that quote to justify heinous behaviour. But it's true when not twisted, and I'm so happy for our relationship!

I'm not good when it comes to art, but the only type of art I understand and admire is our relationship. It's a bit disappointing because Kinn was at the mansion and I am here at the minor family's mansion, handling the business. We are physically apart, but we are always emotionally linked.

Old times? The times are still the same, homie. It was only we who aged. We're getting older day by day, but we can still get out and fuck shit up tho. It's something that should be done every now and then.

"When do you want us to get married, Porsche?" asked his boyfriend, forcing him to put down his pen. Kinn is standing there, sipping his tea while gazing out the window. Looking down at the scenery always brought him comfort. You feel powerful when you're on top.

He couldn't think of anything to say at first, so he remained silent. Kinn gave him his trademark smile to break the awkward silence. He placed the cup on the table and walked behind him, massaging his shoulders.

"Marriage is such an overrated thing in my viewpoints; people can be in love and be together without it. I'm glad you brought it up, but I don't think we need to get married; what matters is that we're always together."

Kinn gave him a meaningful look before pulling the chair and sit comfortably on his lap. "Since we became boyfriends, I've planned for the two of us to get married when the minor family's business is in good hands. And now that it has happened, maybe you can reconsider."

"Kinn—"

Kinn gave him a pensive look. He was expecting him to be upset, but instead got a smile and a quick kiss on the lips.

"Even if I never get married in my whole life, seeing you on the bed beside me before going to sleep and early in the morning is already enough," he said quickly when he felt the heat on his cheeks. Right now, he seems unable to stand Kinn's stare. He loses track of the fact that he is no longer single every time Kinn treats him that way. What extraordinary labour over the course of all this time did he do to earn such a priceless gift? He doesn't deserve someone like Kinn, given his past.

Kinn got up and sat in the chair across from him. "Even if we don't invite guests. Just us. The venue of our reception is in my room." He was ready to laugh and crack a joke but stopped when he saw Kinn's serious expression after making that statement. His cheeks only got hotter with his boyfriend's gaze on him, so he looked away and resumed what he was doing.

Although he knows they do that once a week, it's still different when he says it in front of him. He can't think of another excuse. Kinn is dead serious about this. He had no choice but to smile and nod in response to his wedding plans.

Kinn happily approached and hugged him tightly. He remembers when Korn let them be in their relationship, and Kinn was just as happy as he is now. He is really lucky that he belongs to someone who loves him and whom he loves. He wrapped his arms tightly around Kinn and caressed his back, closing his eyes and savouring the moment. They will finally be able to call themselves a family.

Kinn muttered something to him while they were hugging. He clasped the jewellery Kinn had given him since they had been together. He released himself from the hug and grabbed the pendant ring before returning his gaze to Kinn.

"I know you'll agree in the end, so..." Kinn snaked his arms around his waist and kissed him passionately.

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"Macau!" A student sitting cross-legged with his group pals on one of the school grounds' benches called him. The guy rose to his feet and approached him with arrogance.

"What."

The guy in front of him grinned. "Because I've never seen you with a girl, and I haven't heard anything about you having a girlfriend."

"Are you that obsessed with knowing every single detail of my life?"

When the rest of the party overheard their conversation, they started cracking up at their friend. Taiwell looked around, embarrassed by Macau's response, and stretched again, "What type do you like?" The group cheered, and he was freed of the shame he felt, so now he triumphantly raised his brows while waiting for the young man's response. He knows who Macau is, so he has the intestinal fortitude to approach him.

"My style is those whom you take to the restroom and force to commit sexual assault with your old-fashioned threats of flogging; you pick victims who are already alone in their lives and send them to your dada to get rid of them when you're done," he made sure to whisper the last line to him so as not to let the group hear it.

"I assumed you weren't talkative, Macau, and that you wouldn't waste a single letter on me, but it turns out you know everything there is to know about me; what an intriguing person you are."

Macau cast a glance at the group that was watching the two of them. "You're just bold because you have too many companions."

"Telling me that is pointless."

"Of all the things you could waste your time on, you chose me? You can't embarrass anyone with your crap confidence. You need to be ashamed sometimes." He doesn't want to pay attention to this junk, but he thinks this little one needs a self-introduction. After all, he will remain standing in the end regardless of whom he collides with. He still can't believe that he only gave his punches to the punching bag for over a month. Porchay really had a great impact on him. He knew the young man would be upset if he found out that he was breaking heads with anyone else again.

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Have a good day❣️

—CHOFFIELESOULVES