Mafia in the Morning

17

As Rain entered Phayu's hospital room, his eyes locked with Phayu's, filled with a mixture of relief and anguish. Without a word, he crossed the room in a few quick strides and wrapped his arms around Phayu, burying his face in his chest.

Phayu's heart constricted at the sight of Rain's tears, his concern for his boyfriend overwhelming any pain he felt from his own injuries. He held Rain close, gently stroking his back in a soothing gesture as he whispered words of comfort and reassurance.

"What's wrong, Rain?" Phayu murmured, his voice soft with concern. "You're safe now. Everything's going to be okay."

Rain pulled back slightly, his eyes red and swollen with tears as he tried to speak. "I-I thought I'd lost you," he choked out, his voice trembling with emotion. "When they took me, I thought... I thought I'd never see you again."

Phayu's heart ached at the raw vulnerability in Rain's voice, his own eyes misting with unshed tears. He cupped Rain's face in his hands, his thumb brushing away the tears that stained his cheeks.

"You'll never lose me, Rain," Phayu vowed, his voice filled with determination. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what. We'll get through this together."

With a shaky breath, Rain nodded, his grip on Phayu tightening as if afraid to let go. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of Phayu's embrace, he felt a sense of solace and safety wash over him, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm that came their way.

And as they clung to each other, their love shining bright even in the darkest of times, Phayu and Rain knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their unwavering commitment to one another.