PitBabe Cast: Imagines

SailubPon: Mine 5

Another country, another fan meeting, another thing to focus on. This time, we were in the Philippines, and I couldn't have been more excited. The energy of the crowd was infectious, and I felt myself getting swept up in the excitement but even as I smiled and waved to fans, I couldn't help but worry about Pon.

My boyfriend had been feeling under the weather before we even left for the Philippines. He had a fever and cold, and I knew he should have been resting instead of traveling but Pon was as stubborn as he was cute, and there was no way he was going to miss this fan meeting.

As soon as we landed at Ninoy Aquino International Airport, the Filipino fans welcomed us with loud cheers and adoring smiles. However, amidst the crowd, my eyes were only on the little man whose face was flushed with fever. I wanted to scoop him up in my arms, shield him from the world, and nurse him back to health, but I couldn't. The show must go on.

However, once we checked into our hotel, I couldn't contain myself anymore. I rushed to Pon's side and took his temperature, frantically looking for his medication in our luggage. When I finally found it, I administered it to him, refusing to budge from his side as he rested.

"P'Sai~ I don't want to! I'm fine, see?" Pon was always stubborn like this and didn't like to be fussed over, but he also had a soft spot for me. "Come on, stop being stubborn or I'll tie you to the bed." He reluctantly succumbed to my care, letting me put him to bed and insisting that I rest too.

However, sleep was the furthest thing from my mind. I couldn't help but worry about him, wondering if he would get better soon. As I held his hand, I prayed that he wouldn't suffer any more sickness and that we could enjoy our time in the Philippines together.

The next day, on fan meeting day, Pon showed some improvement, but he still had some residual symptoms. His once-bright eyes appeared glassy, and his usually bubbly personality was subdued. I knew he was still in pain, and it made my heart ache. There was nothing I wouldn't do to help him feel better. I watched as he tried to hide his discomfort, putting on a brave face for our fans but I knew better. I could see the exhaustion in his eyes, and I could hear the weakness in his voice.

As we finished our performance, the audience roared with applause. Pon looked at me with a smile that lit up the room, and I knew that we shared a bond that went beyond our roles as idols. We were more than just a cute couple; we were life partners, supporting each other through thick and thin.

As we retreated to our hotel room after another exhausting show, I couldn't ignore the pallor on Pon's face or the weariness in his movements. Pon collapsed onto the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped, trying to muster a smile for me. "I'm okay, really," he insisted, his voice strained. I knelt beside him, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Pon, you're not fooling anyone. You look like you're about to collapse."

He chuckled weakly, but it quickly dissolved into a cough. "I just... I hate letting everyone down, you know? The fans have been amazing, and I want to be there for them."

"I understand," I replied softly, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. "But right now, you need to rest. They'll understand. Your health comes first."

Pon sighed, his shoulders sagging even further. "I guess so. It's just hard sometimes. Oh! I almost forgot about the gifts!" He was about to stand again but I didn't let him. Instead, I helped him out of his jacket and guided him to further lie down on my bed. "I know it is. But you've been pushing yourself too hard. Let me take care of things tonight. I'll check the gifts from the fans and handle everything. You just focus on getting better."

He hesitated, his gaze searching yours for reassurance. "You promise you'll take care of it?"

"Absolutely," I affirmed, pulling the blanket over him. "Now close your eyes and rest. I'll be right here."

Reluctantly, Pon nodded, exhaustion evident in every line of his face. As he drifted into a fitful sleep, I quietly sorted through the tokens of appreciation from his dedicated fans, each one a testament to the impact of our series and music on so many lives.

Hours passed in silence, broken only by the occasional murmur from Pon as he tossed in his sleep. I meticulously arranged the gifts, making sure each note of gratitude was acknowledged, and each gesture appreciated. The weight of responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders, but seeing Pon finally find a moment of peace made it all worthwhile.

I finished around four in the morning, I can't help it he has a lot of fans and I'm happy for him. I know he's appreciative of every single one of them, which makes me fall in love with him more. Not only does he look good but he also has a good heart.

As I sat by his bedside, watching him sleep, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the time we had together. We've been through a lot as a couple, and even though Pon's stubbornness can sometimes drive me crazy, I know that he always has my back, just as I have his.

I leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead, feeling the warmth of his feverish skin against my lips. I made a silent promise to myself that I would always take care of him, no matter what, just as he has taken care of me in the past.

Pon stirred awake, looking noticeably more rested. His eyes looked around then found mine with a mixture of gratitude and relief. "Thank you," he whispered hoarsely, his voice still fragile but filled with sincerity.

I smiled warmly, lying beside him. "Anytime, baby. We're a team, remember?" I just finished packing his gifts again after taking photos and videos and posting them on his social accounts. As he turned to hug me I got his phone, "Wait, let me tweet something so they'll think it's you." After tweeting on his X account I finally hugged him back and we lay there on the bed together. Cuddling each other as if the world didn't exist around us.

When I woke up I saw Pon was up and he said he was feeling a bit better, but he still had a sore throat. I made sure he took his medicine and rested some more. I wanted to make sure he was fully recovered because we will have a hectic schedule when we go back to Bangkok.

As I took care of Pon, I couldn't help but feel a deep affection for him. He was so strong and determined, always putting others before himself. He deserved to be taken care of, and I was happy to do it.

I remembered the first time I met Pon. He was so cute, with his bright smile and sparkling eyes. I was immediately drawn to him, and I knew I wanted to get to know him better.

As we spent more time together, I discovered that Pon was not only cute but also kind, caring, and intelligent. I admired his passion for his craft and his dedication to his fans. I knew I wanted to be with him, and I was thrilled when he agreed to be my boyfriend.

Being in a relationship with Pon was not always easy. We were both busy with our careers, and we often had to spend time apart but no matter how far apart we were, I always felt a deep connection to Pon. I loved Pon more than anything, and I would do anything to make him happy.

As Pon recovered, we were able to enjoy the rest of our time in the Philippines and throughout it all, I never left Pon's side. Taking care of him made me realize that I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I didn't know what the future held, but I knew that as long as I had Pon by my side, I could face anything.

And so, as we boarded the plane to return home, I held Pon's hand and looked into his eyes. I knew that this was just the beginning of our love story, and I couldn't wait to see what the future holds for us.

So here's to the cute little man who stole my heart, and to the kind, caring guy who takes care of me. Here's to many more adventures, many more memories, and many more moments of pure happiness and love.

I love you, Pon.

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WHERE'S MY SAILUB? COME ON GIVE ME ONE SAILUB PLEASE 🥹😭 See ya on the next one~