CryBaby

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Tine was a very good wife to Sarawat. Every day he was thankful that he snatched Tine while he could. It had not been easy with how introverted he was and how Tine seemed to be in another headspace when it came to relationships; but nonetheless, it worked out extremely well and Tine was as perfect as his looks.

Wat preened at the thought of how well he was taken care of. Tine went out of his way to cook for him. Making sure that he was fed by bringing him lunches when Tine, himself, was probably busier. His angel helped him clean up his personal hygiene and introduced him to spa days and then made sure he stayed social by including him in conversations subtly and letting him know that they could leave once his social battery ran out.

Wat was in LOVE.

It was everything that Wat wanted plus more with some things that he hadn't even thought of. Wat would do anything for him and tried earnestly to be a good husband for Tine. He is always there when he needs to be and always willing to be in his presence. Tine was everything to Wat and he was happy to be able to please his angel even if it was outside his comfort zone.


But sometimes things happen and mistakes are made. After all, they are both human and while Tine has had past girlfriends: Wat was his first boyfriend and this was Wat's first relationship ever.


This essentially means that Wat is never prepared for when things go awry.

Tine had planned a date night for them. They had been so busy with school and work that the only time they ever saw each other was in the five minutes of pass time in the mornings. Tine so greatly missed his boyfriend, dying to be held and loved on while he was awake enough to appreciate it.

Every cell in his body yearned for his Wat and the intense attention he always seemed to have for Tine. The way Wat would follow him around as a man possessed, how his large hands were always on him in some way or another when it was just the two of them. They were each other's suns, constantly orbiting around one another. But lately, they were becoming out of sync and it was weighing on his heart, drowning him in a way that was affecting his routines. A date night was a good way to connect and reclaim their minds and bodies.

Wat was sure something was up because Tine was giggling all morning as he packed Wat a lunch. He didn't have the heart to ask seeing as his pretty baby was so happy, glowing in the morning rays and giving him kisses that held the tenderness of a butterflies wing. So he just smiled with a softness that was reserved only for his Tine and left with his bags that Friday.

It had been a series of mistakes and misunderstandings that rolled into a ball of mess.

You see, Type was traveling for work, and because of this Man was left alone for a couple of days. It didn't take long for Man to get annoyed and decide that he should demand a sleepover with Boss and Wat. Wat naturally said no saying that he didn't want his baby to be by himself but really he didn't like sleeping away from Tine for any reason. Eventually, Wat caved and they planned a boys' weekend that coordinated with a long weekend. He had complained to Tine about Man so much that Tine had practically pushed Wat to ease his friend's pain so he didn't think any of it when he gave his boyfriend a kiss on his fluffy smooth cheek and soft lips before he left for two days.


Two days of fooling around with Man and Boss just like how they were in high school. Something that seemed to be needed for all of them. The time allows them to relax from their political science studies and rekindle that connection that they sprouted during their high school days. It was nice as the boys reminisced about why they became best friends in the first place. Wat was at ease around his friends but he felt no guilt as his excitement radiated through the room when he and Boss began packing their bags Monday morning. He was more than ready to run home to his Tine so that he could make up for the time when he wasn't able to hold his boy to sleep and smother him in the kisses he deserves.


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