"Family is family; the love will be always and forever be there."
Kirigun house, soon after Phayu and Rain left for their date –
"Type, ter, are you okay?" Tharn asked. "Why did you stop me from talking to Phayu?" Type asked, still frowning. "Type, didn't you see what happened there?" "What do you mean?" "Didn't you see Phayu put his hand on Rain's shoulder? Didn't you see how he calmed him in a second? Didn't you see the way he looked at our son? I don't know about you, but I see a bit of us in them," Tharn said. "What do you mean?" "Type, Rain is in love with him, which is something we are aware of. But the way Phayu looked at him? That is definitely way more than what we feel it is. It is definitely love," Tharn tried to make Type understand. Type looked at his husband, still unconvinced. "I can tell you this. I may not be able to accept Phayu, after what I know about him, but...," "Ter, don't be your dad. Our son deserves better than that, right? I know how it feels to receive hate from the family of someone you love, and if Phayu is the one for Rain, then let's not make it harder on them," Tharn said, his voice holding a soft plea.
Type looked at him pensively. He knew exactly what Tharn was talking about. The two of them had been together for almost 3 years, when they had gone to visit Type's family. His father had been hell-bent at putting an end to the relationship. And knowing how loving Tharn's family had been towards him, Type had tried his level best to reconcile his dad with the notion that it was Tharn for him forever. 7 years into the relationship, after the debacle with Fiat, when Type had finally said yes to Tharn for marriage, it had taken a visit from Thanya, Tharn's younger sister and his Pa's favourite actress, to allow the marriage to take place. Even then, it was only after Rain came along that Type's father started accepting Tharn without any snide remarks, afraid that he might not allow Rain to visit them.
Type went forward and hugged his husband. Tharn was surprised, because Type was not a person to overtly show affection, but he hugged him right back. "What is it ter?" he asked, a smile in his voice. "Plaow, I just wanted to hug you. I know how hard it was for you with Phaw. Our son is a smart boy, and he will make sure he is able to take care of himself," Type replied, keeping his cheek pressed to Tharn's and stroking his arms, which were just as strong and sinewy as the first day he had met the forever love of his life, just that he hadn't known that. "Babe," he said, using one of his rarely used endearments. "I want to see you play the drums. Can I?" he said, finally looking at Tharn. "Thamaya?" Tharn asked. "Because it's Sunday, Rain is not at home, and when I see you play, you know what happens, every single time," Type said, caressing his cheeks, as he giggled, trying to entice his husband. Tharn was only too ready to give in to his lover's demands!
The mall, location of the date –
"Phi, can I use the restroom? I will be back soon!" Rain said, wanting a minute away from Phayu. "Sure, I will wait for you right here, " Phayu said. Rain rushed to the bathroom and quickly texted Pete.
Rain: 'Khun Pete, P'Phayu plans to bring me to your house!"
Pete: 'Really? You are more than welcome to come Rain! You know we love to have you here.'
Rain: 'Khun Pete! P'Phayu doesn't know we met! Remember?'
Pete: 'Ah! Don't worry! Only the four of us know you came. We will be extra careful, I promise. Please come!'
Rain: 'Okay Khun, we will be there in a while!'
As soon as he finished the conversation, he quickly washed his hands and went out of the restroom. "I am ready Phi, we can go now," he said, with his cute bunny smile. Phayu held out his hand, and both of them linked them as they walked to Phayu's car. As they made their way to the Theerpanayakul mansion, Rain could not stop admiring the hot man next to him. Phayu was busy driving, so Rain took the opportunity to drink in all of his attributes, the high cheekbones, the slashing brows, the sexy mole on the upper lip and cute slightly smaller ones near his eye and hairline. He unconsciously licked his lips, picturing kissing them. "Are you okay Rain? We are here." He was jolted out of his fantasies when Phayu stopped.
YOU ARE READING
The Red Thread of Destiny
FanfictionCold, brooding, arrogant.. These were the adjectives used to describe 24 year old Phayu Venice Theerapanyakul, part time architect and full time mechanic. Considered one of the God's of the Architecture department at Chula Uni, his fame was also pas...