To The Moon, For You. [BL | TIWSON/POR]

8. All the feelings with nowhere to go

The effect of beer left Por's body. Por slowly peeled himself away from Tiwson. He saw everyone in the group staring at them curiously. He walked out of the bar, embarrassed by everything that had happened. Tiwson followed behind. Por tried to avoid Tiwson but he stopped Por from running away.

"I'm sorry."

"Why did you hug me?"

"The song....just...resonated so much with me."

"You feel lonely too?"

"All the time."

But why?"

"There is someone I miss very much."

At that moment, the watch lit up. On the screen, it wrote, collection of information complete.
Por quickly placed his right hand behind him. Jorn came running out of the bar. He pulled Por's hand and pushed Por behind him as though to protect him. Jorn looked directly at Tiwson.

"You have been very weird today."

"How?"

"You don't usually like skinship and you hugged Por?"

"Well..."

Before he could respond, Jorn told Por to go back inside snd said he had to speak with Tiwson alone. Por refused at first but Jorn was persistent and he realised he had no choice but to follow. As Por left Tinn comes running out. Jorn and Tinn gave Tiwson a hug and he melted in their embrace. Tiwson slowly pulled himself away from his friends and wiped the tears from his eyes. The three of them stood there in silence for a little bit before Tinn speaks.

"You miss your mum, don't you?"

Tiwson nods and puts his head down. As though speaking to the floor.

"I don't think anything could prepare me for the loss of Mum. I thought I would be ready, but who am I kidding?"

Jorn gave Tiwson a pat on the shoulder and said

"It's only been 6 months. Give yourself time to heal."

"Thank you, friends. It feels like 6 months too long."

Inside the bar, Por sat with the members of Chinzilla. He was confused about how he was feeling. Firstly, he was surprised that Tiwson hugged him and more surprised that he hugged back. He also noticed that he was worried for Tiwson which for him was a very confusing feeling to have. He thought to himself, why would he be worried for the person he barely knew? The reason why he was here is because of Tiwson. He should hate him, because for him he had to leave Moon. But Por knew that he felt no hatred, only tenderness. He wanted to know why Tiwson was feeling lonely. He wanted to listen and offer comfort if he could. Gun came and placed his arms over Por's shoulder.

"You know, Tiw isn't one to open up to people quickly. I think that's why everyone is so confused. There must be something special about you."

Por looked at Gun and nodded his head. He then shrugged his shoulders and gave a loud sigh. Gun laughed and told him to not overthink the situation. Gun then told Por that he played the keyboard well and asked if he had ever thought of playing for a band. Por stared at Gun in disbelief.

"Me playing for a band?"

"Yea. We need a keyboardist."

Por stared at Gun with wide eyes and he repeated his question.

"Me playing for a band?"

Gun laughed and said again that they were looking for a keyboardist and they have a show scheduled for next week. Por squealed in delight and told Gun he would be happy to play for his band. Everyone else clinked their cups and they congratulated themselves for finally finding a keyboardist. Sound goes up to Por and went into a rant about how many keyboardists they have been through. So many of them were either very bad at playing or just completely irresponsible. He got so worked up in his rant that Win had to pull him away to calm him down. At that moment, Tiwson, Jorn and Tinn entered the bar again. Gun immediately told Tinn that they found a keyboardist and gestured excitedly at Por. Por felt the blood rush to his face. He wasn't used to having so much attention on him. Everyone seemed happy about the new addition to Chinzilla. Gun asked if they could exchange numbers so they could keep in contact. Por was stumped. What is a number? Por looked at Gun and the group fell quiet again.

"What number?"

"Phone number."

Gun took out his phone and showed it to Por.

"I don't have one."

Gun looked at Por in disbelief. At that moment, Tiwson stepped in.

"Gun, just text me if anything. I'll bring Por to get a phone tomorrow."

Before anyone could respond Tiwson speaks again.

"It's late I think we should all go home."

Everyone started bidding each other farewell and Por did the same. He told everyone that he was happy to meet them and would love to meet them again. With that, they all left the bar and went their separate ways.