EVER OURS

CHAPTER 3

Time froze as the two males were looking into each other's eyes. One was extremely shocked by the slight brush their lips had had, feeling the intoxicating sensation of sweetness while the other was annoyingly calm. Mew ran his hands from the slim waist to the firm arms of the younger one, until his fingers reached the other's shoulders. Once again, he helped him to stand in his own two feet with a little smirk on his lips.

"Nong, it's okay." Even if his voice sounded monotone, there was a little bit of mischievousness as he was smiling widely, and a tint of something that Gulf couldn't comprehend shinning behind the older's eyes. "You're quite clumsy when you're drunk."

Gulf's ears turned bright red, but his face remained white as a sheet of paper. To escape from the embarrassment that was harassing him, he turned his face to the side and gulp. Mew noticed the troubled expression in his nong's face, so he stopped teasing him then lightly patted his head. He opened the door for the younger to get out of the bathroom, and together they made their way back to their respective group of friends.

It wasn't just a simple peck on the lips, but they didn't know it yet.

"What took you so long, Ai'Mew?" The black-haired and shorter male asked as soon as the said guy was sitting in his chair.

"I see you're your usual noisy self, my friend." He mocked, putting one of his hands in the shorter guy's shoulder. "Nong wasn't feeling too well, so I helped him. I did just as you asked me."

"I see."

That was all. Mew looked quite surprised by his best friend's reaction because usually, Mild would be teasing him non-stop and asking him lots of questions. He wasn't mad, quite the contrary, it was kind of a relief that he wasn't attacking him with questions that the taller didn't know how to answer. There was a strange tingling sensation that ran through his body and pressed just above the left area of ​​his chest, around his heart.

He didn't pay attention to the feeling as he didn't quite understand what that means.

Mew stole some glances to the other's table, he knew by looking at their faces that they were younger, not so much so he would feel too old, after all, he was only twenty-six. He was worried as it was in his nature, so he kept looking at the raven-haired guy that was happily smiling to one of his friends while the latter was, he assumed, telling a joke.

"Never have I ever kissed someone by mistake," Kaownah said, making Gulf gulp. Does falling into another's mouth count? He thought.

Even if he had done it, hell would freeze before he voluntarily told his friends about it.

"What the hell, guys!" Kaownah's glass hit the table, making the trio laugh. "I thought we were a team."

"The only team I'm in is my football club," Gulf replied with a smirk. "Oh, don't look at me like that," the raven-haired guy said with his eyebrows raised, "you're the one who is always kissing others by mistake."

"Yeah, you kind of have a reputation, phi." Win clarified with such a big teasing smile that the older had nothing else to do than drink some more. He couldn't refute what his friends were saying about him. He does have an infamous reputation at university.

The trio kept laughing about Kaownah's reputation as there are many stories about him. The boys kept asking questions about the stories that people used to tell about him around campus, one particular rumor they were interested in knowing.

"Do you remember that girl from the medical faculty?" Win asked because he knew her. "Maprang, that's her name."

"What about her, nong?"