We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 39: Just the Two of Us

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The love legend between Phi Q and Nong Toey ended like this. As soon as they hugged, we rushed in to smack his head again. Q showed his manliness by running away, leaving Toey to face the consequences alone. Haha.

But when he realized, he ran back to kick us one by one for conspiring to deceive him. The one who got it the worst was Pan, but the one who got messed up was Chan, who got locked in a headlock by Q and smacked several times.

The most painful revenge Q took was when it was Fang's turn. Q didn't kick him but jumped to hug him, pretending to sniff his neck. Tan barely managed to kick him off in time, and Toey got furious.

"P'Q, come here." Oh no! Toey started giving orders even before getting into the bridal chamber. Haha. Q walked over to Toey, confused. "Come here, closer to Toey." and then Toey pulled Q's neck down for a kiss. We all turned to look simultaneously.

"Your brother is really strong, Peem."

"He's just as strong as you, Fang."
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After sending Q and Toey to their bridal chamber, we all went our separate ways, back to our own hideouts. And you don't have to guess where I'll be sleeping tonight if not at Phum's condo. Just now, I teased him that I would go back to sleep at home, and he almost threw his bag at my face. If he had taken off his shoes in time, he would have thrown them too.

We stopped to eat at CentralWorld and walked around a bit before heading back because I was exhausted from the whole day. I was dying to go to bed.

But when I opened the door to the room, I was stunned and speechless. Three days ago, Phum's room was still gray. The decorations like the sofa, table, and curtains were in shades of gray, black, and beige. But now, the familiar room was redecorated beyond recognition. It has now become an art studio.

Everything was changed to white, my favorite color. And most importantly, I thought someone had moved a dry dipterocarp forest, a savanna, and a mangrove forest into the room because there were so many plants. Seriously, there were a lot.

"Hey, do you like it?" I turned to look at the person who came up behind me and hugged me. He even sneakily kissed my cheek.

"Hey, I haven't taken a shower yet. I smell."

"Smells good."

"Smooth talker"

"Yes." Phum replied bluntly. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you like it?" He asked again.

"Yeah, I like it. I like it a lot. Did you... do this for me?"

I stood puzzled for a moment, looking around the room with gratitude. A large wooden table was placed in the middle of the room with art equipment on it, including paints, papers, brushes. Wooden frames, canvases, a drawing board, and easels of various sizes were placed next to the table and by the curved window. On the other wall, there were shelves full with art-related books. I turned to look at Phum, who smiled faintly, "Did you really make this for me?"

"No, I did it for my boyfriend."

I wrinkled my nose and walked over to hug Phum with all my might, gratitude welling up in my chest. I never thought that anyone would do something like this for me, would give me this much attention. To receive such genuine love from Phum made me feel incredibly lucky.

Phum laughed in his throat before showing me around from the living room to the kitchen, explaining that he chose everything himself, like a real estate agent selling a condo. Sometimes he bragged that he arranged the vases himself and moved the plant pots himself, like a kid. Haha.