We Meet Again✧⁠*⁠。

Episode 26

a gentle morning light filtering through the curtains of Perth’s studio apartment

Santa begins to stir, his eyes fluttering open. He smiles as he feels Perth’s arm wrapped around him.

Perth slowly wakes up, noticing Santa’s smile.
Perth sleepily, with a soft smile "Good morning, Ta."

Santa looking up at Perth, his eyes filled with warmth "Morning, phi."

Perth stretches, pulling Santa closer. He presses a gentle kiss to Santa’s forehead, then trails light kisses down his face.

Perth whispering, with a teasing tone "Did you sleep well?"

Santa giggling, rubbing his eyes "I did. Last night was... amazing."

Perth smiling, his hand brushing through Santa’s hair "I’m glad to hear that. We have a busy day ahead, though."

Santa sitting up and stretching "Right, we have shooting at GMMTV today."

They both get out of bed and start getting ready. The scene transitions to them in their outfits, leaving Perth’s apartment together. They share a light-hearted conversation as they walk to Perth’s car.

Perth cheerfully said "Ready for another day on set?"

Santa smiling, looking at Perth "Definitely. Especially with you by my side."

They drive to GMMTV, and the scene shifts to the bustling studio. As they arrive, they’re greeted by their colleagues and crew members.

Poon,smiling as he saw Perth and Santa who just arrived at the set "Morning, Perth, Santa!"

JJ noticing their closeness "You two seem extra cheerful today."

Perth grinning "Just had a great start to the day."

They head to their dressing rooms, where their day of shooting begins. The camera captures moments of them interacting with the crew, prepping for their scenes, and sharing quiet, affectionate glances.

After a busy morning of shooting, Perth is on set for a scene with Junior. Santa decides to stay in the waiting room to rest and catch up on some messages.

The waiting room is quiet, with a few crew members milling about. Santa is lounging on a couch, scrolling through his phone. The door opens, and Aun steps in, his eyes scanning the room until they land on Santa.

Aun walking over with a practiced smile "Hey, Ta. Mind if I sit here for a moment?"

Santa looking up, slightly surprised "Oh, hi Aun. Sure, have a seat."

Aun sits down close to Santa, his body language intentionally relaxed. He makes a deliberate move to sit closer, his hand brushing against Santa’s thigh as he settles in.

Aun casually, leaning in slightly "So, how’s everything going with you and Perth?"

Santa a bit wary, noticing Aun’s touch "It’s going well. We’re just focusing on our work and enjoying our time together."

Aun smiling, his hand remaining on Santa’s thigh "That’s good to hear. It must be nice to have someone supportive. How are you handling all the attention and pressure?"

As they talk, Aun’s hand gradually moves higher up Santa’s thigh. Santa shifts uncomfortably, trying to create some distance.

Santa, nervously "It’s manageable. We’re just taking it one day at a time."

Aun leaning in closer, his hand now firmly resting on Santa’s upper thigh "I can imagine. Sometimes, even the closest relationships need a bit of outside support."

Santa looking increasingly uneasy, glancing at Aun’s hand "Yeah, I guess. But it’s really just between us."

Aun's hand lightly squeezing Santa’s thigh, his voice lowering "Relationships can be complicated. It helps to have friends who understand."

Santa then trying to move away subtly "I appreciate that, but I’m fine. Really."

Aun maintaining his grip, leaning in even closer, his voice soft but insistent "You know, if you ever feel like talking about anything, I’m here. No need to handle it all alone."

Santa is visibly uncomfortable, his body language showing his distress. He glances around, hoping for an escape.

Santa then standing up abruptly "I think I need some fresh air."

Santa quickly exits the room, leaving Aun behind, his expression a mix of irritation and satisfaction.
Outside, Santa takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He wonders if he should talk to Perth about what happened, feeling unsettled by Aun’s unwanted advance.

Santa returns to the waiting room, trying to shake off the discomfort. He finds Perth finishing up a conversation with Junior, and they head out together.

Perth noticing Santa’s distracted look "Everything okay, Ta?"

Santa forcing a smile "Yeah, just needed a moment to clear my head. Let’s head home."

------------------------------------------------------------------

They drive back to their apartment, and the atmosphere in the car is tense. Perth, sensing Santa’s mood, tries to lighten it.

Perth with playfully tone, "You’ve been awfully quiet today. How about we order some of your favorite takeout and watch a movie tonight?"

Santa ,smiling faintly "That sounds great. Let’s do that."

Back at their apartment, they settle in with takeout and a movie. The familiar comfort of their home and each other helps Santa relax.

As they eat and watch the movie, Santa tries to push the unsettling experience with Aun to the back of his mind. Perth notices Santa’s distracted behavior but decides not to press further.

Perth gently nudging Santa "Ta, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?"

Santa looking at Perth, grateful but hesitant "I know, phi. It’s just been a long day."

Later, as they prepare for bed, Perth cuddles up to Santa, sensing that something is still off.

Perth whispering as they lie in bed "If there’s something bothering you, you can tell me anytime. I’m here for you."

Santa nodding, leaning into Perth "Thanks, phi. I’m okay. Just need to focus on relaxing."

They fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms, the comfort of their relationship helping to ease the tension

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Switch to Aun’s apartment, where he sits on his couch, leaning back with a self-satisfied smirk on his face. He’s replaying the moment when he touched Santa, relishing in the memory.

Aun softly, almost to himself "I knew you wouldn't resist me forever, Santa."

He lets out a deep breath, feeling a sense of victory. His fingers absently trace the spot on his own leg where his hand had rested on Santa's thigh, the memory fueling his desire.

"It was only the beginning... I’ll make sure I get to touch more of you, Santa. I’ll make you realize you belong to me, not him."

He chuckles darkly, the thought of getting closer to Santa sending a thrill through him. His mind starts to drift further, imagining future encounters.

"Next time... maybe I’ll kiss your neck, let my lips travel down your body. Slowly. You’ll like it, won’t you?"

He shifts on the couch, his expression growing darker with every word.

"You’ll come to me willingly. You just need time to see that I’m the one for you, not Perth. I know what you really need."

He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he thinks, the satisfaction of today's actions only making him more determined.

"And when the time comes, Santa... you won’t be able to say no to me. I'll make you mine"