✨️Porchay is a math teacher who is wearing clothes considered as feminine for society. He has to face the rejection of some people, making him move out from schools✨️
He is beginning at a new place where the students are in a complicated environment...
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“Chay…they can't do anything to you.” Kim whispers, following him inside of the house.
“I know…yes, there won't be…any problem.” He stops in his tracks. “There won't be any problem?” He turns around, his tears rolling on his skin.
Kim immediately runs to embrace him, tightly. “Chay…”
“I am…I never cried…for so much about this…I- I just have…so much to lose here…I don't want to move out again, I don't want to lose you.” Porchay shakes even more. Kim kisses his cheek, he kisses his lips with so much tenderness, and puts their forehead together.
“There won't be anything done to you. I will do my best for you and I don't have to do that much for us. My gorgeous Chay, you won't have to do this. Because I am here, totally here for us. It won't break us.”
Porchay just nods. “Let's…forget about it…you have…have to tell me…your book.”
“Oh..you still want to do this?”
“I…don't want to let it mess up with our evening…”
“I see…well.” Kim says, walking to the window and closing the curtains, the room is dark now, nothing can be seen from the outside. The boy also opens the little light on the desk, illuminating a small amount of their environment. Kim walks back to his already flustered boy and he opens Porchay’s button softly. “Listen babe, my favourite books are the ones where humans are so despicable…I love to witness their madness… because near this state there is also their humanity and who they were before falling down and down and down…” He explains, making Porchay’s top fall on the ground. “But I also like to read love stories…just the special ones that make you feel that love isn't just a weird or a sensation but the whole world.” Porchay's trousers and boxers are out and Kim blushes, he is so red.
“And…my pinkie boy, what genre do you prefer?” Kim asks while Porchay gets Kim's tank top off and kisses his chest.
“Well…the one making me feel thrilled to read…like investigation, or even just a usual life turning exceptional ans not only in a good way…”
“I see….” Kim answers, getting him fully naked. Porchay gets closer, his fingers brushing over Kim 's skin. “What kind of book do you think we are in?”
“The kind that makes people yearn for our love.” Kim smiles softly, carrying Porchay in his arms before making him fall down on the bed. Caressing his hair, putting their foreheads together and then laying down next to him, looking deeply into his eyes.
