🍞 Our bread smile 🍞 ✨️🍞 KIMCHAY AU✨️🍞

7. Can I have this dance?

Tankhun stared at the screen of his phone. He looked at it, his legs moving up and down in frustration. He was getting it. He was. He was the one trying to make them meet. He was the one to bring them together. He had no idea that they had those special emotions. He just remembered the times Porchay was  coming to their mansion. The way Kim was so happy, the way his mood was suddenly up.

Tankhun just came across Porchay’s song one time, delighted to see him again. He didn’t show anything to Kim, he wanted it to be a kind of surprise. He knew that Kim missed him in a way because when he came to look for some papers his brother had forgotten, he found by an awful mistake polaroids of them. Those pictures and those sweet comments. Those little hearts drawn and those smiles, the one he hardly saw on Kim’s face in any of their video calls. He felt that he might have been missing Porchay, deeply, he didn’t know for the young boy but his plan was perfect.

If Kim didn’t want to even exchange any gaze with Porchay he could have just stayed hidden. It would be easy with that private room and he would have even been able to close the kitchen. He had thought about everything, every scenario that could happen. He knew that they were the bestest friends he ever met in his life but he had no idea about the truth and the efforts Kim was putting for Porchay were something he would always only do for his brothers. Those polaroids, the memories he had of them. Their emotions weren’t that surprising. However, it didn’t change that Tankhun wasn’t appreciating the last minute request from his brother.

Kim asked now because he knew that if this was made earlier, Tankhun might have found a trick to still do it his own way. He didn’t want to give him any chances, he was playing his own game with his brother.It was a battle between their powers and the older one would always be defeated because Kim was more of a threat than a help in that house. 

And he was determined to win it.

He had said, years ago, when he was still young and too wild that his older brother loved to mess way too much with people’s life and Tankhun agreed, he found a job, he found a way to be able to legally and not intentionally be noisy. He also couldn’t forget the way Kim told him that even if it was his passion, he would never let him mess with his own, and Tankhun had the proof now.

“How can he ask me something against the rules…” Tankhun mumbled for himself. He had way more to lose now than Kim. The show was working well, there were a lot of reactions, teams had been created. It was an unexpected triumph for this type of show. People found it refreshing but giving a time out of cameras just for Kim and Porchay to talk and for their conversation to stay secret was giving him a bad taste in his mouth.

And yet, he was the one who brought this difficult situation to them and to himself.

It cost him, a lot. But he had no choice but to accept. He wouldn’t be able to erase them from the live because it would be too suspicious, but he could make an effort.

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Porchay woke up with the awful sensation of wanting to be home. He missed Porsche, he missed Yok. He was fed up with Ten. It felt refreshing and yet suffocating. The moment he realised that his boyfriend might have always been less of one, he couldn’t be free from that situation.

The young boy was only stepping in his reality now, he was only having the sensation to be a little more himself since he met people from another world. People who didn’t know him at all. People who made him feel way better than Ten ever could. He might have never been in love, it was a comfort, it was some good intentions and emotions from both sides at a moment of their lives, and it turned into something horrible to evolve around because they weren’t honest since the beginning, they never had been. Now that Porchay wanted to be, he couldn’t. Technically speaking, he didn’t mind just breaking up with him and he didn’t mind at all because he was feeling how Ten was using him, how his tenderness turned into a doubtful interest, and he knew that Ten was aware of this.