Thai BL- One Shots

my fake boyfriend

Gun was in his 12th grade and wanted to stay in his mother and principal good graces for his final year in high school. He has made a name for himself for being quite troublesome, and his mother has been called to the principals office more times than necessary. So Gun wanted his last year to be as uneventful as possible.

That was until they won the hotwave competition at the end of 11th grade, which made their band quite popular. Gun was as almost popular as Tinn, their school's golden boy and school president. Gun would like to consider Tinn his arch nemesis, considering the number of times Tinn had tried to shut down the music club.

So Gun truly believed he could navigate being as popular as Tinn and staying out of trouble. He managed to do that for like the first two months of the schooling year. That was until rumours circulated about him that he was hooking up with this 10th grader whose brother was absolutely terrifying and Gun wasn't planning on getting killed before he got to university or at least before releasing his first album. Also, he wanted to be killed for something that he actually did and not over some rumors.

His friends were not helping with the situation at all. Sound really didn't care, but also Sound didn't care about anything that wasn't related to Win. He was a love struck puppy when he came to Win. Yo and Phat thought it was great, because it built him some sort of street gred. They were convinced that it would make him even more popular, which he didn't mind but what was the use of being popular if he was going to be killed by the girl's overprotective and overbearing brother?

The only one of sound mind was Por, thank goodness for Por or otherwise Gun would be utterly screwed.

"Gun, this is easy. Just talk to the girl and sort this out. If she can explain to her brother that the rumors are baseless, then you will be able to continue your life and hopefully not get killed. Well, not get killed for this, at least." Por had advised him. It was pretty solid advice that he didn't think of it. Well, of course he didn't because even he had to admit to himself, he was rather oblivious to a lot of things. Also, he specialized in freaking out over everything rather than actually finding solutions to things that were part of his whole persona.

So Gun did just that, he spoke to the girl, Luna was her name. The girl was pretty, fair skin, long black her, and had a pair of beautiful golden eyes. So he was at least delighted to see that at least his rumored girlfriend...( hook up?) Was thus pretty. As pretty as she was, Gun wasn't willing to die for anyone. His mother would probably resurrect him and skin him alive before killing him again.

"Hey Luna. Can I talk to you for a second." Gun said as soon as he was able to track this girl down.

"P'Gun... of course." Luna said with a polite smile that seemed to accentuate her beauty. If it wasn't for the fear for his life, Gun could see himself asking out Luna on an actual date, but alas, he valued his life.

"I am not sure you have heard, but there is a rumor circulating about us." Gun began as soon as they were away from prying eyes and ears.

Luna blushed, and her eyes flickered down. "I am aware, phi."

"I am sorry to have put you in this position. I don't know who started the who rumor but I..." Gun trailed off, trying to find the right words to express himself.

"I did..." Luna said as she blushed a deeper shade of red.

"Sorry, what?" Gun asked, taken aback.

"Sorry, P'Gun. I know it was stupid, but when we were playing a game with my friends, I kind of implied that you and I got together. I know it was stupid, but I panicked, and I didn't want my friends that I was a loser." Luna explained, she really looked apologetic, and Gun couldn't find it in himself to get mad at the poor girl.