[English fanfic] Why RU BL-ing me once more?!

Chapter 47: Taking care of sweethearts (H)

April 10th 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

Pharm woke up in his little bed in his house with Dean sleeping next to him. Pharm stretched his shoulders briefly and got out from the bed. His petite slender figure pranced his way to the bathroom to do personal hygiene, and went down to the kitchen one hour later (7 o'clock). At that time, Dean had already finished his shower and got dressed.

"P'Dean~~~" Pharm called out.

Dean slowly walked down to the kitchen. When he looked at the table, it was already been full of delicious dishes. There were also desserts on the table, which were mixed fruits, sweetened rice cakes and baked creamy cakes.

"I'm drooling over you, sweet Pharm." Dean said to Pharm.

"Have breakfast first, then have me afterwards as a dessert." Pharm joked.

"As you wish." Dean nodded.

Pharm insisted to Dean: "Don't tease me, I was shocked at the time."

Dean retorted affectionately: "Don't ever run away from me again."

April 10th 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

"Wake your ass up, slowpoke." Type pushed Tharn tumbling down the bed in Type's house.

Tharn slept like a log even after being knocked off from bed. Type had to carry him on the shoulder and took a shower with him. Yet Tharn was in a deep sleep, completely unnoticed of his surroundings. It wasn't until he was taken out of the bathroom that Tharn woke up.

April 10th 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

"All thousands of prosperity are like a cloud of smoke, a hundred years later, no matter who you are, you will become just a handful of sand. A few decades of life, even rich and poor are just like smoke and clouds.  Money is important, but it is more important to have enough health to earn and to spend it. Along with the increase in age, you will soon discover that, after those late nights are dizzy days and a tired body. Regardless if you have too much sleep to compensate for your late nights, you will not be able to chase away the black circles around your eyes.  You will find that, whenever the weather changes, the body aches, the eyes are dim, the memory is poor, everything feels so tiring and not good enough. We are always working hard, making money. But the money has not been made and the person has fallen ill. Spent a lot of money on medical treatment but couldn't afford the original health condition." There was a monologue of Fighter in the morning, but actually it was Fighter listening to a YouTube video.

Fighter was doing squat alongside Tutor.

"Let's go to the beach." Fighter said to Tutor.

"We have done that for a long time already, before this Covid-19 epidemic sparked." Tutor replied.

"This epidemic is really the world's worst prison warden for humanity. But without human interactions, nature becomes fresher. That's the truth." Fighter said.

"Well, at least we'll have to stay indoors all day long." Tutor answered.

"Yup, baby." Fighter nodded.

April 10th 2020, 10 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

"Let's sit down and talk a little bit. We all know who the Iscariot hunters are, but we are yet to know what their abilities can do to help them hunt down their targets." Le said to her group of friends.

"For example, the sword cane used by Ruben Saint-Laurent is named Tender Rose, the sword used by William Wilson is named Photographer Pen and the gun used by him is named Shutter Shot, isn't it?" A girl asked.