The little person lying on the bed moved his body slightly. Theerak felt so tired that he couldn't open his eyes but still reached out to find his favorite pillow even though his eyes were still closed. If it wasn't because he was so addicted to his pillow, he wouldn't have woken up. Normally, a hug pillow would always be placed next to him, but now the side was empty so he immediately thought that maybe he had accidentally put the pillow he usually hugs on the opposite side.
The owner of the still half-closed eyes turned over to the other side, then out of habit reached out to grab the pillow. Theerak thought the pillow was not far from him, but the strange contact that was different from usual made him frown a little in suspicion. The object in his hand was shaped like a pillow but it wasn't as soft as his favorite pillow. It seemed like the thing in his hand was gradually getting harder, Theerak tried to open his heavy eyelids to see the strange thing in front of him.
Surprise!!
The image that caught his eye was his hand placed on the sensitive part of someone sitting next to him. In the next second, his hand was taken and placed somewhere else. Theerak blinked repeatedly, thinking he was dreaming, then rearranged the images in his head again, the last memory was...
He sat waiting for Muenfah on the sofa...
When he raised his head to look at the tall man sitting with his back against the headboard, he knew he was not dreaming because if he were, he wouldn't be able to feel the strange beating of his heart. He stared at Muenfah who was silently typing on the phone then looked at his hand. Muenfah held his hand and placed it in front of his stomach.
"This is for P'Fah...don't play, Stubborn."
Muenfah spoke even without taking his eyes off the phone screen. He only used one hand to press the phone screen, the other hand held your hand. Theerak jerked his hand away even though he knew this action could make the person he was flirting with even though it was not his intention to feel bad, but Theerak had to withdraw his hand to calm down.
I know... I know that I have to be responsible for my own actions...
But...huhuhuhuhuhu T________T
What does his touch do!! I have it too!!
The little person turned his back to Muenfah, Theerak glanced around and thought back to how he went to sleep in Muenfah's room. The person who can give the answer can only be the owner of this gray room. He took a breath and raised his hand to pat his face to regain consciousness again, but Theerak had to quickly pull his hand back and place it next to his body when he remembered that the hand that had just rubbed his face had touched something before.
Shame too away!!
Theerak slowly sat up without turning to look at Muenfah. He thought he didn't agree, because his sleepy state could make Muenfah understand that he didn't mean it.
You didn't mean to touch him.
Rak also has it...Rak doesn't want to touch other people's things.
But because Theerak remembered Muenfah's heart, he immediately wanted to apologize. If he was the one who touched him and felt embarrassed and felt bad like this, the person who was touched wouldn't feel much different. When I think about your heart, their hearts...
How does Muenfah feel when touched...it probably doesn't feel very good.
If you were touched by Muenfah...you'd probably feel just as bad.
But don't think about it anymore T______T
"P - P'Fah..."
"Yeah?"
