Autumn is a second spring

42. Breakfast in bed

Prem jumped up from the sleep. He instantly regretted having asked Boun to go rougher on him the previous night as he winced in pain. He was just too excited to hear that Boun wanted to marry him that he insisted that the older should go all out instead of holding back and being gentle like he did in the beginning.

"I should have listened to Hia." Prem felt like his butt was going to split.

Boun had told him multiple times that he might be in pain the next morning and they should stop at a single round. Prem had literally begged Boun to continue as they hadn't been intimate for long because of his own busy schedule.

Gritting his teeth, Prem reached out to take his phone from the nightstand. "Shia!" He cursed upon noticing the time.

"Hia, did you turn off my alarm?" He asked Boun who had entered the room with a tray of breakfast.

"Relax. Sammy called early in the morning to tell you that your morning shoot was canceled." Boun was amused at how cute his angry Pao was looking with the messy morning hair and pouty lips.

"Argh. Thank god!" Prem slumped back into the bed. "I thought I overslept and missed the shoot."

"Pao, don't lie back down. Get up and have breakfast. You have to take the painkillers as well." Boun said setting the foldable breakfast tray table on the bed.

Prem reluctantly got up. He still wanted to sleep.

"Yum Woon Sen!?" He stared excitedly at the Thai glass noodle salad on the breakfast tray. "Hia, did you make it?"

"Yes. With a lot of spice. Just the way you like." Boun answered while pouring orange juice into the glass.

Prem didn't wait any longer and dug in. The noodle salad was so delicious that he let out a moan. "Hia! You are the best!" He was so hyped up that he forgot about his pain and moved, causing him to flinch.

"We shouldn't have gone so rough." Boun felt his heartache when he noticed Prem's face contorting in pain.

"No, Hia, it's alright."

"How is that alright, Pao? What would you have done if you had to shoot today? The painkiller only numbs your pain doesn't remove it."

"Then, what do you suggest? Should we have gone vanilla?" Prem pouted. He just wanted to do something adventurous.

"I never said that." Boun picked up a shrimp with his fork and fed it to his sulking baby. "I just want you to take care of your health more. It was you who used to lecture me on how I should keep a work-life balance and not overwork myself. Yet now, you are the one who works non-stop."

"I don't work that much Hia."

"You do. You come home late and have to go back really early. You barely get a good night's sleep these days."

"I catch up on the sleep in the set, Hia. Don't worry."

"I know how uncomfortable it is to sleep on the set, alright? Why are you working so much now? I mean, you are even taking side gigs along with the shoot. You are exhausting yourself by doing that."

Prem reached out to pinch Boun's cheek. "I just wanted to earn some money na."

"For what? To spend on the hospital when you fall sick?" Boun squatted Prem's hand away. "Can't you just take it slow? Like one job a day? Instead of taking three or four and practically running from one to another to be on time? Just because you are young, it doesn't mean that you can exploit your body like this. Your health will start getting affected."

"Alright, alright." Prem scooped up some ground pork from the salad and tried to feed Boun.

"Stop trying to dismiss me like that, Pao. Tell me honestly, do you need money? Why aren't you using the card I gave you last birthday?" Boun though a little mad, leaned into mouth the pork.