We Meet Again✧⁠*⁠。

Episode 17

After his walk and talk with Yatch, Santa returned home with a clearer mind but still needed to process his feelings. He decided to focus on dancing, a passion that helped him clear his thoughts and express his emotions. Santa turned on his favorite music and danced alone in his room, using the movement to channel his feelings and find some clarity

Santa finished his dance routine, feeling a mix of exhaustion and relief. Dancing always helped him clear his mind. After he's done with the dance routine, He wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed his phone, and saw a text from Boun.

"Hey, I'll be back from GMMTV soon. See you soon!"
Santa smiled slightly at the message, appreciating Boun’s company.

He decided to take a quick shower to refresh himself. As he showered, he tried to push aside his worries and focus on the present.

After his shower, Santa walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Just as he was about to open the refrigerator, there was a knock at the door.
He walked over and opened it, expecting to see Boun. To his surprise, it was Aun standing there with a concerned look.

"Hey, Ta. I hope I’m not disturbing you. I just thought I’d check in on you." Said Aun
Santa was taken aback but quickly composed himself.

"Oh, hi, Aun. No, it’s fine. Come in." Replied Santa

Aun entered and glanced around, noting the somber mood in the room. Santa offered him a seat and went to the kitchen to get Aun a drink.

Aun then smile "I heard from Phi Boun that you’ve been a bit down lately. Is everything alright?"

Santa hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
"It’s just... I’ve been trying to sort out my feelings. It’s been a bit overwhelming." Said Santa

Aun nodded, understanding.

Santa was sitting on the couch, a bit lost in thought. Aun sat beside him, looking at Santa with an earnest expression.

"Aun, is something wrong?" Santa asked, noticing Aun’s serious demeanor.

Aun took a deep breath, his eyes softening. "Santa, I need to tell you something. I've been holding this in for a while now," he said, his voice steady but filled with emotion.

Santa looked at Aun, puzzled but attentive.
Aun reached out and took Santa's hand in his, his fingers gently brushing against Santa’s. "I have feelings for you. I know you look at me as a friend, and this might be unexpected, but I want you to know how I feel."

Santa,then become surprised and nervous as he heard Aun sudden confession "Aun, I... I didn’t know you felt that way with me"

Just then, Perth, who had been at a café with Ohm, decided to drop by Boun’s house to check on Santa. As he approached the front door, he noticed the car was parked outside.

Perth walked in, his mind on Santa, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw Aun and Santa on the couch. His eyes widened as he saw Aun holding Santa’s hand, and a surge of jealousy flared up inside him.

"What’s going on here?" Perth's voice was cold as he stepped into the room.

Santa’s eyes widened in surprise, and he tried to pull his hand away from Aun’s grasp. "Phi Perth, it’s not—"

Perth’s gaze locked onto Aun, his anger flaring.
"What are you doing here, Aun?"

Aun stood up, trying to remain calm. "I was just being honest with Santa about my feelings."

Perth’s fists clenched. "Honest? You think holding his hand is the way to do it? You’re crossing a line!"

Aun’s face hardened. "I didn’t mean to cause trouble. I just wanted to tell him how I feel."

Perth’s frustration boiled over. "Well, you’re causing plenty of trouble now!" He took a step toward Aun, his voice rising. "What makes you think you have the right to interfere like this?"

Aun squared up to Perth, his own anger flaring. "And what gives you the right to tell me what I can and can’t do? Santa deserves to know how I feel!"

Santa, seeing things escalate, tried to intervene. "Phi Perth, Aun, please stop. This isn’t helping."

But the shouting only fueled their anger. Perth shoved Aun roughly. "You think this is a game? Get your hands off Santa!"

Aun pushed back, his face flushed with anger. "Don’t you dare tell me what to do!" Said Aun while rising his voice

They began to clash physically, each pushing and shoving the other. Perth’s anger led him to throw a punch, which Aun barely dodged. The fight became chaotic, with both men grappling and shouting.

In the midst of the struggle, Santa tried to separate them, but in the chaos, he was accidentally shoved to the side. Santa stumbled and hit his head against a corner of a table, a trickle of blood appearing on his forehead.

Boun, who had just returned from his meeting, rushed in. His eyes widened in alarm as he saw the scene before him. "What the hell is going on here?" he shouted, rushing to Santa’s side.

Boun helped Santa up, checking his injury with concern. "Santa, are you okay? What happened?"

Perth, panting heavily and looking at Santa’s injury with guilt, finally stopped fighting. He glared at Aun and said, "Santa is mine. Stay away from him!"

Aun, equally exhausted and regretful, took a step back, his expression a mix of anger and guilty.

Boun knelt beside Santa, gently inspecting the small cut on his forehead. "Ta, are you okay?" He asked, concern evident in his voice.

Santa winced but nodded. "I’m fine, phi Boun. It’s just a small cut."

Boun glanced between Aun and Perth, sensing the tension that still lingered in the room. "I think it’s best if both of you leave. Things are getting too heated here, and Santa needs some rest."

Aun immediately turned to Santa, guilt on his face. “I’m really sorry, Ta. I didn’t mean for things to go this far.” He hesitated before standing up and walking out the door.

Perth, however, stood firm, his fists clenched. "I’m not leaving, phi Boun. Not until I know Santa’s okay."

Boun sighed. "Perth, I understand, but staying here right now is only making things worse."

Perth looked at Santa, his expression softening, but he still refused to move. "I'm not going anywhere."

Boun sighed heavily, standing up to face Perth. "Perth, I get it. You care about him, but right now, staying here isn’t helping anyone. Let Ta rest. You can check on him tomorrow when everyone’s calmed down."

"I'm not going to leave him,Phi" said Perth with cold voice while gazing at santa

Boun sighs and rubs the back of his neck, realizing this situation isn't ideal but allowing Perth to stay.

"Fine, just don't make it worse anymore, otherwise I'll kick you out" said Boun while giving a death stare at Perth