Only You - LingOrm Unofficial Fanfic - (IraTawan)

Special Chapter: Fate's Guardian

Tawan had always been fiercely dedicated to her career. At a young age, she founded her own bodyguard firm, built on the principles of diversity and equality. She hired both women and men, ensuring her team was skilled, respected, and loyal. Her firm quickly gained recognition, but Tawan's mission was more personal than just building a business—she wanted to protect people, no matter who they were.

It was during one of her early recruitment drives that Tawan stumbled upon Somchai. She found him bruised and beaten in a dingy alley, alone and defenseless. He was barely more than a boy, just two years younger than her. Something in his brokenness tugged at her heart, and instead of walking past, she extended a hand. Tawan brought him in, trained him, and taught him how to fight, how to defend himself, and eventually, how to protect others. Somchai became like a brother to her, his loyalty unshakable. Tawan trusted him more than anyone else, and Somchai never gave her a reason to doubt that trust.

But amid the chaos of growing her firm, training her team, and building her career, there was always one person who never left her mind—Ira.

Years ago, Tawan had saved Ira from a group of scumbags chasing her in the rain. It had been a brief encounter, but Tawan's heart had never been the same since. She'd never forgotten Ira's face, her eyes—those warm, light chocolate hazel eyes that had imprinted themselves deep in Tawan's soul. She had walked away that night without a way to contact Ira, and as life moved on, Tawan became too busy with work and training to search for her.

Yet, she never stopped thinking about her. Every so often, in the quiet moments of her life, Tawan would wonder what happened to the girl she had saved. The memory of Ira always lingered in the back of her mind, an unfinished chapter in her heart. She often feared Ira would never remember her, or worse, that Ira had moved on with someone else.And then one day, fate intervened.

Tawan had been at her apartment, unwinding after a long day of work, when she saw a news segment flash across her television screen. The rising star, Ira. Tawan froze. The woman on the screen had changed, her looks more polished, her demeanor more poised—but those eyes. Those chocolate hazel eyes. Tawan's heart skipped a beat as recognition hit her like a wave.

That's her, she thought, breathless. That's Ira.

From that moment, Tawan became Ira's silent observer. She followed every update, every career milestone, but never dared to approach. She didn't want to intrude on Ira's life, not after so many years. What if Ira had forgotten about her? What if she had moved on? Tawan didn't want to disrupt the peace Ira seemed to have found in her own world.

But then, fate offered her another chance.

Tawan heard through her network that Ira was looking for a bodyguard. This time, Tawan didn't hesitate. She submitted her own profile—something she rarely did anymore as the CEO of her firm. Normally, she would delegate jobs like this to her team, but not this time. This time, it had to be her. Tawan couldn't pass up the opportunity to be close to Ira, even if it was only in a professional capacity.

She didn't expect much. If Ira chose someone else, she would accept it. But when Prachee, Ira's manager, called her in for an interview, Tawan could barely contain her excitement. She wanted to leap with joy, to scream in triumph, but she held herself together.

When she was officially chosen as Ira's bodyguard, Tawan sat in her car and spent ten full minutes singing at the top of her lungs, celebrating like a giddy child. She hadn't felt such pure happiness in years. She was going to see Ira again, to protect her, to be by her side. It was more than she had ever hoped for.

The first time Tawan saw Ira in person again, her heart nearly exploded. Ira was more beautiful than she remembered, and the moment their eyes met, Tawan felt her world tilt on its axis. Her heartbeat quickened, her palms grew sweaty, and her cheeks flushed a deep red whenever Ira teased her.

Tawan was a seasoned professional, a fierce protector, but when it came to love, she was utterly helpless. She had no idea how to handle the overwhelming emotions that surged through her every time she was near Ira. But she knew one thing: no matter what, she would protect Ira with her life.

And then came the day when Ira confessed her feelings.

Tawan had nearly fainted on the spot. She had never imagined that the woman she had loved from afar, the woman she had watched and admired for so long, felt the same way about her. When they kissed for the first time, Tawan felt like she was floating—like she had finally found the piece of her soul she had been searching for all these years. She never wanted to stop kissing Ira, never wanted the moment to end.

But happiness is often followed by danger.

The day Tawan was shot while protecting Ira was the darkest moment of her life. As she lay bleeding, struggling to stay conscious, her only thought was of Ira. Ira will be devastated if I die. That thought alone kept her fighting. She needed to stay alive, not for herself, but for the woman she loved.

When she finally woke up in the hospital, the first thing she saw was Ira, her face filled with relief and love. Tawan knew, at that moment, that she had made it. She had survived, and she would spend the rest of her life protecting Ira—not as her bodyguard, but as her partner.

Now, as they lived together, Tawan had retired from her career as a bodyguard for others. But her role as Ira's protector remained. She would always be by Ira's side, guarding her, loving her, and cherishing every moment they had together.

Tawan had found her happiness. In Ira's love, she had found her world. And she wouldn't trade it for anything.