BounPrem Is Real?

10. "you. bed. cuddle."

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Prem's POV:

We've decided to take a break from filming that scene, two whole weeks, P'New just gave it off to us, doesn't mean we're not working, we're just doing ad shoots now. Ultimately the one thing he tried for, he didn't get but he didn't care. Every time we stop shooting, we lose money and time, it's a lot and he just gave us two whole weeks off. Behind all that workaholic passion is a heart of humanity that he tries very hard to hide. I respect that so much. It is a rare sight to see in directors.

Usually no one cares, in our field, we just get replaced, or not signed for the next gig or threatened to be kicked out. Phi'New actually cared about our mental well being. 

 Maybe after this, we'll try to sign series that don't pair us together as a couple at the very least.

We're trying not to go very by schedule or even make a schedule out of it but we've ended up meeting every alternate day for a few hours. So far it isn't feeling forced, so far so good, fingers crossed.

However, I am scared shitless, what if this doesn't last? I know we agreed to part ways personally but what if this is it? The loss that I would feel aside, a naive hopeful part of me just wants to stay with him for a long time if not forever. Like I don't want to let go of what we have or had and no I'm not saying relationships don't change overtime, they do but I want to be the one changing with my partner, I don't want the bond to change instead. 

Of course, phenomena like skinship, sexual intimacy, the way one talks to another, casually or sweetly, changes over a period of time, the thin line between becoming more familial- comfortable and becoming too comfortable-forgetting how to treat your partner, I'm aware, I just don't want to be on the latter side of the line. 

It's not in my hands now, is it? If its meant to be it shall, if not, it won't. Easier said than done. 

"Agghhhhhh" I scream into my pillow. Maybe I should lie down and concentrate on what I'm watching, that ought to get my mind off this spiral. 

Boun's POV:

I enter the passcode. I have an excuse, I saw salmon at the supermarket and thought to re-stock his fridge, which is why I'm here at 10pm with raw salmon in my hand. Yes makes perfect sense, I think to myself. 

I find there is no reason to run with any story because I see Prem sprawled out on the sofa, his mouth a lil open, the pillow fallen, assuming he was hugging it and the TV playing the end titles to a movie. 

I very quietly try to tiptoe in my socks, once I find the remote I press on one of the buttons in order to mute it but the lights are dull almost out, the title of the movie is visible to me now, "How to Train Your Dragon" it reads. 

A yip of excitement almost escapes my mouth, he doesn't really enjoy this movie, he knows it's my favorite animated movie and is watching it by himself, although he fell asleep, points for the attempt. He could've picked anything, why this? Was he missing me? Hope fills my chest.

I switch off the TV, pick him up and take him to bed where I begin to tuck him. Unlike Team, he sleeps heavy, I could have been a thief or worse, a stalker. 

He shuffles a bit and grabs onto my jacket, "Baby?" 

"Hmm?"

"you. bed. cuddle." No when did you get here or why are you here?

My mind is doing all sorts of dances so i don't reply which is why i hear "only if you want to" 

He turns onto his side now snoring away. 

I hurry up, stripping down to a baggy t-shirt and boxers. He still has my clothes obviously.

Only if i want to? I thought you'd never ask! Is this really happening? I mean the other day we cuddled as well but that was after a quickie which was very impromptu, other than that we've after that day never really held hands or cuddled, at the most we kiss each other's cheek as a greeting. It doesn't feel like we're missing anything though. It's a little like a new uncertain in the where to begin sense all over again. 

I'm dead tired and before I know it I'm out like the light. When I gain some consciousness it's the middle of the night and there's some weight over my chest and to my side. I look down to see prem's head over my chest and hand as well. His right leg is in between my legs close to my crotch and left leg over his leg. I'm holding him to me and I can smell his shampoo. So good.

I kiss his hair and go back to sleep with a smile on my face. I think everything might just be okay after all. Time needs time to do its magic. 

We may have grown, I know I've grown enough to know that one can resent the people they love, but we sure as heck haven't grown apart.....yet. 

BounPrem is still sailing. There is more than just hope and will now, there's a rhythm, it is shy and intermittent however, it is existent, that's all we need...for now. 

Was away for my convocation, sorry. :(

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Thiea