✨️Porchay is a math teacher who is wearing clothes considered as feminine for society. He has to face the rejection of some people, making him move out from schools✨️
He is beginning at a new place where the students are in a complicated environment...
(Hiiii🥺💗💗💗✨️✨️✨️ how are you ? I hope good 🫶 sending you loveee🥹🌞 I am so in love with Kim and Porsche here 🥰 thank you for reading ✨️ take care 💗 love you 💗)
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Porchay wakes up feeling less exhausted. He got such a feeling of happiness when his brother came by surprise. It isn't surprising him this much, he just didn't plan for him to meet Kim now, or more like he would have wanted for it to happen more naturally without being hurt.
The boy is looking around his apartment and he doesn't see anyone. He can't miss any part here, it is so small, he only spots the paper Porsche left for him on his nightstand some seconds after.
"Going to meet your man, don't worry. Hia."
"Oh damn..." He sighs, hiding under the sheet again. He isn't worried at all, it is just that he doesn't know how Kim will take it, he also couldn't talk to him about the fact that he might not be able to stay here while his brother is around. He would have liked to have a talk with Kim before, but he also doesn't know how he will react as his boyfriend doesn't have the best relationship with his family.
He can only wait. Only do this.
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Porsche is sarong weirdly at Kim. He has trouble believing him, to just trust that his perfect and from a fairy tale words are real. He says loving Porchay so much that he is scared that it would be another lie. All of those men who tried to get his brother's hearts looked perfect at first, so kind, so understanding, before showing their true colours. He would hate this happening again, even more when Porchay is head over heels for Kim. He doesn't want to be invasive, he just wants to try to read the demon's shape to eradicate it before it can even reach Porchay's heart.
"Kimhan, it isn't that I don't believe you, but you can understand that all that you are saying now is really straight from a fairy tale, right?"
"I...excuse me?" He tries to understand without getting it at all.
"You're just loving Chay with so much good feelings that it's hard to not believe that you love him, my brother deserves all the love in the world, and that you are in fact sincere and won't break his heart."
"I wonder when good feelings became such a threat..."
"Since they often come with lies, and never end without leaving scars."
"Phi...did you also have a bad experience?"
"With what? Love stories? I am not here to tell you this, we aren't even that close." He mocks lightly. "But we can say that there might be a kind of curse in our family. We lose our parents first and then no one is really here to love us between each other...we always only had each other..."
"I get what you mean...all I can say about all of this is that I am in love with Porchay, with how he smiles, how he talks, how he is, how he teaches, how he laughs, how he thinks, how he wear his clothes, his style, his spirit, I hate to see him cry, to see him sad, or hurt...I just know that they are my true feelings and not some masquerade or not even a trick. I am in love with Porchay and I am happy that his brother seems to be here for him and protective. I do not want you to trust me now, I will show you, I can't promise you anything now I will just show you the best I can how much I love him and how much I can't wait to just live with him for as much as we both would want it, and you have no idea how much I want this..."
