FirstKhaotung - Blossoming Feelings~ Book 1

CHAPTER 19 |Blossoming Feelings|

Khaotung's PoV

The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of their cozy apartment in Bangkok, casting a warm, golden glow across the room as First slowly blinked his eyes open. He found himself enveloped in warmth, both from the gentle rays of dawn and the comforting presence of Khaotung beside him. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he watched Khaotung sleep, his features relaxed in peaceful repose.

Careful not to disturb his slumbering partner, First slipped out of bed and padded quietly to the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed Thai coffee filled the air as he prepared their morning brew, the rhythmic hum of the coffee machine a soothing backdrop to the start of their day.

As he poured steaming cups of coffee into mismatched mugs, First couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought them to this moment. The trials and tribulations, the highs and lows—they had weathered them all together, emerging stronger and more resilient with each passing day.

With the coffee in hand, First made his way back to the bedroom, where Khaotung was beginning to stir. Setting the mugs down on the bedside table, he crawled back into bed, pressing a gentle kiss to Khaotung's temple.

"Morning, sleepyhead," First whispered, his voice soft with affection.

Khaotung blinked up at him, a lazy smile gracing his lips. "Morning, love. What's all this?" he asked, gesturing to the coffee.

First chuckled, brushing a stray strand of hair from Khaotung's forehead. "Just thought we could start the day off right," he replied, handing Khaotung a mug.

As they sipped their coffee in comfortable silence, First couldn't help but feel a swell of gratitude for the simple moments they shared. The quiet intimacy of their morning routine was a balm for his soul, a reminder of the deep connection they shared.

After breakfast, First suggested they take a leisurely stroll through Lumpini Park. Khaotung readily agreed, and soon they were hand in hand, making their way through the bustling streets of Bangkok.

The park was an oasis of green in the heart of the city. The sound of birdsong filled the air as they wandered along winding paths, the vibrant colors of tropical flowers a feast for the eyes. With each step, First felt the weight of their worries begin to lift, replaced by a sense of peace and tranquility.

They paused by a picturesque pond, its surface shimmering in the sunlight. Khaotung's eyes sparkled with mischief as he dipped his fingers into the water, sending ripples cascading across the surface. First laughed, the sound echoing through the tranquil surroundings.

"Come on, Khaotung," First said, his voice laced with excitement. "Let's make a wish."

With a smile, Khaotung closed his eyes and made a silent wish, his heart overflowing with hope and love. Beside him, First did the same, their fingers intertwined as they cast their dreams into the depths of the pond.

As they continued their walk, they stumbled upon a quaint little café nestled in a secluded corner of the park. The scent of freshly brewed Thai tea wafted through the air, beckoning them inside. They settled at a cozy table by the window, the warm sunlight streaming in to bathe them in its golden glow.

Over cups of tea and indulgent pastries, they lost themselves in conversation. They talked about everything and nothing, their words weaving a tapestry of shared dreams and aspirations. It was in these moments of quiet connection that First felt the depth of their bond most keenly, the knowledge that they were truly partners in every sense of the word.

As the day wore on, they found themselves sprawled out on a patch of grass, basking in the warmth of the sun. First traced lazy patterns on Khaotung's arm, relishing the simple pleasure of being close to him. In the distance, Neo and Mark shared a tender moment, their laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze.