What happened in 2moons is a chain reaction. It all started happening when Wayo decided to follow Pana to Kantaphat University.
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What if Wayo gets his heart broken by overhearing Phana's words saying, 'I like girls' on that fateful day he w...
A/n - God bless Indonesia and pray for all the lost lives. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Lovers or Not?
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“Hey”
“Hey Forth, what’s up?” I was in the locker room changing when I received the call.
“Done for the day?”
“Yeah, about to head out.” I picked up my towel from my locker.
“Let’s grab something to eat?” I chewed my bottom lip at his cautious tone. Forth and I have been maintaining a cozy relationship since that night. He’s been great picking me up after work and treating me to a meal. Almost like a real boyfriend. I smiled.
“Yeah, sure. Let me shower first.”
“I’ll pick you up.” He quickly ended the call. I put the phone back in the locker and banged it shut.
It’s my habit to take the tube when I work. I don’t usually drive to work, unless I have to drive somewhere after work. It made me smile that Forth knows about my habits. He’s taken to bring his Mitsubishi Outlander, instead of his Monster Ducati Bike. He knows I’m not so keen on riding on his death trap. He’s becoming more considerate day by day. Almost like boyfriend material. I thought again, with a smile.
I saw him leaning casually against his jeep lazily with a cigarette dangling between his fingers. Stopping in my mid stride, I admired his agile body for a second longer, relaxed yet still poised in attention. Hitching my bag high up on my shoulder I walked up to him.
He grinned, straightening up when he noticed me. Placing the stick between his lips, he removed the sports bag from my shoulder. I looked up at his handsome face.
“Hey.” The cancer stick dangled from a corner of his smirking lips.
“Hi.” I grinned, snatching the stick from his mouth and throwing it on the ground. He frowned. I’ve been doing that every time I caught him smoking. I know he looked hot with that thing between his lips, but I cannot ignore the health hazards. I’m a doctor after all.
“Shall we?” I arched my eyebrows, daring him to scold me. He sighed, turning around to open the passenger door for me.
“Yeah.” I sat comfortably in the seat.
“How was your day?” He asked coming around in the driver’s side and pushing my bag onto the back seat.
“It’s good.” I fiddled with his radio. His music taste is really horrible. I have already programmed my favorite radio lines in his stereo and I could tell that he’s been listening to them too. Mellow music started to play when he was driving away from the stadium.
“My day is fucking miserable.” He twisted the steering wheel expertly, taking a turn smoothly.
“Why? The new project is giving you trouble?” I asked looking at his tired face. He shook his head.
