We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Special Chapter: Tan&Fang (I) Valentine Day

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Hello krub, I'm Tan na krub. We haven't talked much, have we? Peem always rambles on his own, typical of a fool. Huh, so what should we talk about krub? I'm not good at talking, feeling shy here 😳. By the way, where's my boyfriend? Haven't seen him since I woke up.

"Fang"

"................" Silence.

"Khao Fang"

".................." Still silent.

"AI FANG!!!"

"Geez, why are you shouting so much? It's annoying."

"Where have you been?"

"Maybe I went to burn charcoal. I'm just out of the shower, wearing a towel. You go take a shower, or you'll be late for class."

He was drying his hair and looking for something. Damn, my wife is so white 🤤.

"What are you looking at?" He looked at me through the mirror, holding a hairdryer that he just found.

"Looking at your tits."

"Are you horny, you bastard? You also have them... Go take a shower!"

I walked over and kissed his shoulder, then quickly ran into the bathroom because a deodorant bottle or something flew after me, just missing my head. Haha, even though this happens every morning, I never get tired of it. Who would get tired of their own happiness?

After dropping Fang off at the Faculty of Architecture, I returned to my own faculty. Today, the atmosphere at the university felt fresh and bright. Everywhere I looked, I saw gift boxes, bouquets of flowers, smiles, and love. Today is Valentine's Day, but for Fang and me, it doesn't feel different from any other day. We don't give each other gifts, no flowers, not even words of love. But we know we love each other, and we feel it every day.

In the evening, I picked up Fang to watch me play football. In my first year, I was a university football player, but by the second year, I got lazy with practice and didn't want to be confined because I wasn't that serious about it. I played because I enjoyed it, having fun with friends. Now, I just play for exercise every evening.

When I picked up Fang, he was quite a mess. I know architecture students have irregular eating and sleeping schedules, especially close to exams. They practically live opposite to the rest of the world. Some nights, Fang practically sleeps with his drafting table.

Sometimes he talked to himself, and I worried he would go crazy like Pan. On the nights he stayed up all night, Red Bull and M-150 were his companions. After submitting his work, don't expect to see him because he'll sleep for days. Architecture students have a motto that sleep is more important than a faen. That might be true for others, but don't even dream that I'll accept it.

I dragged him to watch me play football with my friends every day. He complained every day but still came every day, haha. I didn't want to force him ná, but I just wanted to do what I love while having my loved one nearby.

Fang brought his drafting table (it's a drawing table but that's what he calls it), cutter, scale, and drawing tube, spreading them all over the table. It feels like I'm torturing my own boyfriend.

My football friends know about Fang and me. Most of them are high school friends and friends from affiliated schools. We've met during academic or sports competitions. They teased us, but I didn't want to say that half the team you see running coolly on the field were couples.

"I'm exhausted," I ran with my tongue hanging out over to Fang at the side of the field.

"Don't come near me, you stink," he said without even looking up at me. I had hoped he'd give me some cold water, but I guess I'll drink it myself. After drinking, I poured the rest over my head and shook it off.