MIDNIGHT DAYDREAM

Chapter 35

Note:

The urge is killing me, so enjoy, I guess. Also the ABO book is out. Let me know what you think of the change.

If there are typos and mistakes, forgive me and forget those. I haven't slept yet in order to write this.
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It takes a few minutes of loading for Porchay when he wakes up in the morning after a good sleep.

So he is pretty much out of about his surroundings: about how Kim's arm drapes on his waist or even how the fuck Kim is in hir room right now. The owner of the arm wakes up along with him with a more alert mind as he was programmed that way, good sleep or not.

Porchay still thinks he is dreaming when he looks at Kim's face. He often dreamed about the guy, so it's not that strange to him. Kim, who is now very aware that his boyfriend is not on yet, makes use of it. He traces his boyfriend's still sleepy face, from his crazy hair to his soft cheek. Chay nuzzles his palm like a sleepy kitty gets him to sincerely smile for the first time in a long time.

He kisses the lips he longs for tenderly, putting a little bit of pressure there. When Chay's mouth opens almost automatically to welcome him, Kim takes his chance.

It's a slow and lazy kiss with his tongue that takes time in adventuring Chay's cave. It doesn't take their breath away, they breathe with it.

It feels like coming home, that kiss.

Kim puts his forehead on Chay's. He feels his puzzles are whole again. He doesn't know how to put this into words, but he knows that everything he wants, all he ever wants, in life is right here in this small room with nothing much in it. It is in the form of a young man who takes his attention away since the first time he laid his eyes on him.

No fortune in the world can ever replace his Pichaya for him.

But then Porchay wakes up from his daydream. He pulls back from Kim's hold, highly alert. He doesn't say anything, but his eyes do the telling.

The boy stands up and begins his routine, washing his face and drinking his milk before preparing to go on his run. Kim's eyes follow wherever he moves while taking a few deep breaths to calm himself.

He doesn't prepare for the heartaches that Chay's rejection after the sweet kiss they share because damn that hurts like a bitch. But Kim doesn't blame him. It takes time and they will never return to a time before all this fiasco. No. They will make it better, stronger, and tighter until nothing can infiltrate between them again.

"Wear your jacket, baby. It's still cold outside after the rain," he tells gently after seeing Porchay only wears a thin t-shirt and jogging pants. Porchay, of course, doesn't bother to answer. But at least he takes his jacket with him.

Kim also gets ready. All he needs is to wear his shoes and jacket. He is glad he takes his sporty jacket, not the leather one. Imagine wearing that in a morning jog.

He sees why Porchay decided to settle here. The village itself is pretty, especially in the early morning like this where the whole land is glowing in soft orange. It's quiet and has one of the best air Kim knows. He's been to a lot of pretty places but doesn't mind if Porchay wants them to live here. He probably needs to fix the road first for convenience purposes.

Chay is still quiet, choosing to listen to music from his headset as a blatant statement he doesn't want to talk. But their quietness is not a hostile one, so Kim doesn't say anything about it. He prays alongside Porchay and waits patiently as Chay has longer prayers than him. Porchay's side profile is a look to behold.

When they are about to enter the room again, they meet Chay's friends who can't hide their shock at seeing Kim behind Chay.

"He's your ...," asks a man, that Kim learns from their conversation named Kiet, carefully.