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Kim couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Another thing Tankhun kept for himself, surely as a surprise, but the huge villa he had theoretically inherited from his father’s death was the place his brother chose. He remembered telling them that he had no need for it now and that they could do whatever they wanted with it, officially his, unofficially belonging to all the brothers.

It looked so much more fancy than before. The whole garden was very well taken care of, some roses weren’t there before, pink, pink all pink, all too pink. Kim sighed and walked to the main big doors, there were stairs to access it and a small entry. Then the door and inside it was the same, colours, fancy, too much, Tankhun. The first part was a huge living room, with a big sofa from one side of the room to the other side, and a big tv. On the right, the kitchen. The huge kitchen, Kim’s eyes sparkled, he was seduced by it, he had to say that his brother just did so great for that part. He also realised that Tankhun closed some rooms, it was not possible to go inside some parts, the house was bigger but he had reduced it. And the cameras. Kim saw them, he already hated it. He didn’t stay there and walked to another entry. All the doors were closed and “not allowed” written on it. On the side, there were stairs and walking through them Kim discovered all the rooms opened. It looked like a children’s place. He guessed from one door he looked at that each room was having one couple, he didn’t know those names and he didn’t stare at the other doors. He had no interest in the participants. He would do his thing, cook, be filmed in his element, and then disappear in his room, out of the cameras. On the right side of the stairs, a huge bathroom, with multiple showers. It looked so weird. On the left side, Kim’s own room. He rushed to it and closed the door. This was the only place without any camera, he loved it. At peace.

Kim couldn’t even leave his bags on the ground when his phone rang.

“Nong! What do you think of the house?”

"Well…it really…looks like you…"

"I don't like your tone here…" Tankhun pouted.

"Phi…it kinda looks like a box…like…did you want us to feel like in your box of fancy shoes?" He giggled, trying to not make Tankhun sadder.

"You can't understand my artistic view…"

"I can't…but the kitchen is amazing! I really love it Phi!"

"Really? Did you get all you need? If you need more just ask."

"I will." Kim answered feeling a tenderness melting in all of his muscles. He had missed to be spoiled, not to have access to everything easily but to have someone he knew he could ask for support, someone ready to give his all for Kim. He had made some really good friends through all of his life but Tankhun would always be at the top, it was his whole personality to pamper who he loved. Kim would do the same for his brother. He would move mountain, or even participate in his suspicious game.

"So, you remember how it would work?"

"I do Phi. I will get a delivery of food and then I need to stay in my room for the rest of the night, only meeting them in the morning. I know. I also appreciate that you put in that room everything I needed to not be bored." He giggled witnessing the guitar, the piano, books and dvds, a tv and even his own bathroom. He loved his intimacy too much to be in the middle of unknown humans and Tankhun knew him by heart. He knew that the had accepted out of love than like for his show, he took it into consideration.

"That's the least I can do Kim…Thank you, for real. You won't regret it." He said before ending their conversation. Kim found that last sentence really out of context and it made him think that more surprises would come. But what could happen in that place? He was sure : nothing interesting.

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