The year of our lord 1710 - the phantom of a pirate, Captain Kimhan has only one goal in his life; to get back what's his and impose revenge on those who took it from him...
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The year of our lord 2023 - Porchay Kittisawat is waiting. He h...
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— your touch, I can feel
whether you are far or near
it burns like fire inside of me
I miss the times of you and me —
"Darlin'? Darlin'?!" Kim repeated frantically, begging Heaven and Hell for Chay to hear him. If he could hear him. If he only could hear him. That would change everything. Everything would just become so much easier. Kim was starting to wonder what else the Ruby Red could do that they still didn't know about.
Kim waited a couple of seconds, hoping, praying... slowly losing all hope, but then he heard it. Faint, soft voice. Voice he would recognise anywhere no matter what. His favourite sound in the world. His precious treasure. The most precious treasure.
"Kim? Kim... Where... where are you? Oh god, I'm going crazy, aren't I?"
"It's the Ruby Red, darlin'," Kim said with a relieved voice. He couldn't believe this really worked. They were talking, despite the centuries, across the centuries.
"No way."
Kim chuckled at Chay's high-pitched voice. "Yes, yes, it's... sink me, Chay... I can't believe this is really happening. God, I miss you so much. I was so worried about you."
"You were worried about me? Kim, what am I supposed to say? First, they stole you from me, ready to kill you. And then I found out that you time travelled way sooner than was the plan. How did you even do it so quickly? Are you alright? How did you make it? Where are you? Are you safe? When are you coming back? Can you get back?"
Kim sank back into the bedsheets, breathing in this precious moment as he started talking, "I'm alright, darlin'. You don't have to worry about me. Actually, I'm in your bed right now. I smell like you. I used that shower gel or whatever it is called, and I'm wearing your clothes, and..." Kim's voice dropped down an octave, "everything around here feels like you. It's making me miss you even more."
Hundreds of years in the past, Chay relaxed back into the bed and smiled at the ceiling, "you are in my bed, and I'm in yours." The idea that suddenly crossed his mind made him laugh uncontrollably. He could hear Kim asking him confused what was so funny, but he couldn't answer because his laughter just couldn't stop. But slowly, after what must have felt like an eternity for Kim, Chay finally calmed down and explained with a slightly trembling voice.
"Sorry, it's just that... this feels like we are calling each other and you are in bed, I'm in bed, we miss each other... basically, there is something called 'phone sex'—"
"What?" Kim's voice sounded so confused it was adorable.
"So, remember when I showed you my phone? And I told you, you can connect with other people with that no matter where in the world they are?"
