Khaotung, a 26-year-old adult, wishes to undo the past to find a way to save his high school crush, First. Unable to move on from his tragic past, Khaotung faces depression, wanting to end his own life.
He didn't expect to wake up from jumping off...
Khaotung got home after the coffee 'date' with First. First, as the gentleman, he was offered to bring Khaotung back to his dorm as it was late. As Khaotung enters the apartment, he calls out for his friend Neo, but to his surprise, he isn't home. He threw his keys on the kitchen counter and saw a sticking note on the fridge.
Scored tonight ;) Won't come home. Have fun by ya self, loser! Xx
"Asshole", he scoffed as he threw the piece of paper away. He looks up at First, who looks around the apartment. As he scanned the room, he met with Khaotungs eyes. He smiled at him as Khoatung approached. "Like what you see?"
"I'm looking at it right now" he made another flirtatious remark, making Khaotung blush.
"When did you become the flirtatious type?" he chuckles, patting him on the chest playfully.
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me" First smirks, staring him deep in the eyes. He places his hands on Khaotungs and waits, pulling him closer to him. "Am I not allowed to court you? I can stop if you want me to" He leans in closer as his breath touched Khaotungs neck.
"F-Frist!" Khaotung giggles as his breath tickles him. Trying to keep a distance between them as he holds his arms in between him and First. "What are you doing?" He feels First soft lips touch his neck as he gives him little pecks. "First, I thought we agreed to take it slow", he groans, trying to fight the feeling.
His touch feels so good, but it's not right. If Khaotung gives in, everything that they have discussed is all for nothing. He has to stand his ground as he doesn't want his heart to be played with anymore. He has to protect it, and if that means standing his ground and pushing First away. So be it.
"First stop!" he spoke, pushing him off him. As he meets those big doe eyes, there is lust in his eyes. The same eyes he had when they first kissed all those years ago. Like he was looking at his prey, "First", Khaotung spoke, swallowing his saliva as he felt the shivers run down his spine.
"Khaotung, do you want to know what I've discovered, I mean, what I fantasise about?" he bit his lip as he looked Khaotung up and down. His eyes slowly checked every inch of his body.
