A/N: Belated gift for my dear friend's birthday! Once again wishing you all happiness and good health🫂 I tried my best with your request hope you like it❤️
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After parking his car, Dan headed inside. He remembered he forgot to check his mail box so he came back to check the newly painted mailbox hanging in his front door peeking out from the green vines. One thing he will miss if he went back to Bangkok will surely be this greenery. There are many cons working in Chiang Mai but he must admit he was enchanted by the beauty of this province.
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He opened the box which screeched loudly in protest, he did cleaned and painted the box but years of rust refused to leave quietly. As expected there was an envelope. A smile automatically passed his lips. He didn't need to check the sender, he just knows who it might be.
His one and only lover, Yok.
He sat at doorstep, evening sun caressing his cozy porch and adjacent small garden. He opened the envelope and as usual there were two papers.
He unfolded the thick paper, there was it. His boyfriend's another sketch of him.
His finger gently traced over the sketch, Yok had decided to do a quick sketch of him helping his mother. When Dan visited Yok at Bangkok, he had dinner with Yok and his mom. After dinner Dan offered to help clean the dishes alongside his mother.
The sketch was in Yok's point of view as it showed both of their backs but unmistakenly he had captured the smile on his mom's face and Dan's poor hand gesture in sign language.
A chuckle left his mouth as he remembered that night. Apparently he did a wrong gesture and Yok's mom corrected him but she signed back it was alright and she was happy that Dan is trying to communicate with her.
He missed them.
He unfolded another paper and there it was. Yok's letter to him.
Hey Dan,
Did you see my sketch? It is to remind you that it had been two months since I saw you in person. When will you be back in Bangkok again? Bangkok walls are empty without your paintings Mr.Unar! I have scouted few spots too, for you.
On the other hand I wonder if there are any empty walls in Chiang Mai. You just keep posting new works twice a week. Are you bored? Lonely? Missing me? But I am sure as hell miss you.
I love you and I miss you terribly, you copy?
Yok, over and out.
He closed the letter, tired sigh leaving his lips. He missed Yok too. But he couldn't do anything about it. He had to wait until he could apply for next transfer. If he had his ways, he would never leave from Yok's sight.
He got his mobile and called the person he wanted hear the the most. The voice he was yearning to hear flooded his sense after few rings.
"Hey cop! You called at this hour, I wasn't expecting."
