Lost without you - A BounPrem Fanfiction 🔞 (english)

Chapter 10 - What's normal? 🔞

Back in their seats, they were simply unable to separate their hands since Boun had intertwined their fingers as they ran off.

No one saw this where they were, except perhaps their colleagues, but they were used to this sort of thing from time to time anyway.

Boun only let go of Prem's hand briefly to send Ohm a message. Then he grinned at him, overjoyed and grateful, and took Prem's hand again, but this time that Ohm could see it. 

Ohm nodded to them with a raised eyebrow. 

What none of those present knew was that Ohm of all people, together with Fluke, had dropped a huge bombshell that evening. 

When they accepted their prize on stage and Ohm was at his three-minute thank-you speech, he used the time to thank his partner in particular. He gave him a bracelet in front of everyone with a very romantic saying that left absolutely no doubt about their relationship status. Even if they hadn't said it 100% publicly yet, they had become the focus of the press. Everyone now wanted to have the words in the box exclusively. "Yes, we are a couple", or even film a kiss, but Ohm and Fluke did it all very cleverly and announced that they would answer all questions in a short live video event that they wanted to include in their travel vlog. 

The press were all over them and besieged them so much after the event that they skipped the after show party and fled straight home from the back exit with the help of their managers. 

For Boun and Prem, this was relatively convenient. Ohm and Fluke were the talk of the town and when they also left the event early together, none of the photographers really noticed because they were all paying more attention to the other two. 

It was P'Paaty who had helped them escape. 

He sent a car with a trustworthy driver from Wabisabi, had them picked up at the rear exit and gave them their changing clothes, which Paaty had packed into two different bags during the styling before the show.

He himself stayed at the event because someone had to deal with the inquiries for Boun and Prem, which he received again that evening in the form of business cards. 

On the way home to Boun, the two of them didn't say a word in the car. They held hands and Prem rested his head on Boun's shoulder. It wasn't an awkward silence, however, but their way of enjoying time together in peace and quiet. 

Both of them only realized what had actually happened at this event now that they were out of the hustle and bustle around them. Neither of them could really process it.

Prem turned his head a little and looked at Boun from the side, who was lost in thought as he looked out of the car window at Bangko's exciting nightlife. 

The numerous flashes of light from the neon signs of the table dance bars, restaurants, clubs and discos whizzing by were reflected in his beautiful eyes and danced in a mysterious play of colors. His gaze seemed relieved, satisfied and, above all, happy.

Prem suddenly felt his hand being squeezed a little tighter. 

Can this be true? Am I dreaming? 

I've loved this man for two years....

For two years I was sure he'll never return my love....and now?