Krit slowly stirred from sleep, the warm rays of the afternoon sun filtering through the curtains. As he opened his eyes, he noticed the time on the clock next to the bed-3 p.m. The realization hit him; they had slept for hours after Vel's emotional confession. The memory of Vel pouring his heart out, tears streaming down his face, lingered in Krit's mind. The weight of Vel's past was heavy, and it had taken a toll on both of them. But now, as he looked at Vel peacefully resting on his chest, Krit felt an overwhelming surge of love and tenderness.
With a soft smile, Krit gently pressed his lips to Vel's forehead, a delicate kiss filled with affection. He lingered there for a moment, his breath mingling with Vel's soft hair. "Baby, please wake up," Krit whispered, his voice tender and full of warmth. He didn't want to disturb Vel, but they had slept long enough.
Vel slowly began to stir, his body shifting slightly. His eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light. As he regained his senses, he realized how intimately they were lying together-his head nestled against Krit's chest, their legs tangled under the sheets. The memories of just a few hours ago,emotional confession came flooding back. Vel's heart felt lighter, but the vulnerability of sharing his deepest secrets left him feeling exposed.
Vel looked up at Krit, who was gazing at him with such love and understanding that it made his heart swell. A small smile crept onto Vel's lips as he softly said, "I love you."
Krit's eyes sparkled with joy. "So, official?" he teased, his voice playful yet full of hope.
Vel chuckled softly, shaking his head. "No, not right now," he replied, his voice still heavy with sleep. He nuzzled closer to Krit, not wanting to move just yet. "Tell me why you woke me up. I'm really sleepy."
Krit couldn't help but smile at Vel's feisty response. He loved this side of Vel-strong, yet so adorably stubborn. "Come on, let's go eat lunch," Krit said gently, brushing a few strands of hair away from Vel's face. "Then we can leave for the park near th Eiffel Tower."
Vel groaned softly, burying his face into Krit's chest. He didn't want to leave the warmth of the bed or the safety of Krit's embrace. But as he felt Krit's hand soothingly run through his hair, he knew he couldn't resist for long. The thought of spending more time with Krit, sharing a simple meal and enjoying each other's company, was enough to stir him into action.
Slowly, Vel lifted his head and met Krit's gaze. There was so much unspoken between them-gratitude, love, and the promise of healing. Without another word, Vel leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Krit's lips. It was a kiss filled with all the things he couldn't yet say but hoped Krit could feel.
Krit responded in kind, deepening the kiss just enough to convey his own emotions. When they finally pulled away, both were breathless but smiling.
"Alright, let's go," Vel said softly, finally agreeing to get up. He knew that whatever came next, they would face it together. The weight of his past might never fully disappear, but with Krit by his side, he felt ready to take on the world. They got out of bed, hand in hand, and prepared to face the day ahead, knowing that this was just the beginning of something beautiful between them.
6:30 in eveningKrit and Vel had finished their lunch, a meal that was simple yet filled with warmth and comfort, much like the feelings growing between them. They decided to take a walk, and soon found themselves at a park with a clear view of the Eiffel Tower. The sight was breathtaking, the iconic structure standing tall against the Parisian sky, its presence almost magical in the afternoon light.
They chose a bench with a perfect view of the tower, sitting side by side, their fingers brushing occasionally as they took in the scenery. The silence between them was comfortable, but there was an unspoken tension, something lingering in the air. Krit could feel it, a question on the tip of his tongue, but he wanted to find the right moment. He turned to Vel, his eyes soft, filled with a mix of affection and anticipation.
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Chasing Our Lost Stars [Completed]
RomanceVel is a man who lives like there's no tomorrow, selling drugs to survive in a world that has shown him no mercy. He has no family, no friends, and no future to look forward to-just the dangerous present. Krit kitkaruwannakul is the complete opposi...