Dew get off the bed and goes to the bathroom, washing his face. When he comes back to the room he finds his shirt on the floor, next to the bed that is now a complete mess with Blue resting in the middle of the blankets after a tiring evening.
He didn't want to leave and leave the shorty alone, he knew Blue would be mad, thinking that he had been used and discarded. With a sigh, he put his shirt on and goes to the kitchen for a cup of water. In the way, he sends a message for his parents to say that he's going to sleep in a friend's house.
Took him some time to locate himself in that enormous house, and when he found the kitchen, he noticed movements there and froze. Face Blue's parents wasn't in his plans, but then he remembered that Blue didn't live with his parents and frowned. Who could be walking around his baby's house with sush intimacy? Before he could react, a familiar voice filled the air.
- You're going to stay in the middle of the crridor for a long time? - Taking uncertain steps into the room Dew saw with amazement his club's companion walk around the kitchen with a green apron while preparing a meal.
- What the... - The phrase stayed unfinished.
- I said Blue already had a boyfriend. - So Champ stopped and looked at him with a bright smile on his face.
- I-I didn't knew. - His voice cracked at the end.
Sighing, the veteran just said: - I know. You wouldn't have come if you knew. - And his attention was back to the task in his hands. - Sit, we can talk during dinner.
The minutes passed slowly and the silence that stretched between them was uncomfortable and full of tension. Dew really wanted to get up and go away, but everytime he tought of Blue his heart skipped a beat and he forced himself to stay. He needed to know what was happening, in what he got himself into. Blue wasn't the kind of person who cheated, the shorty was the loyal type, at least for his friends.
As if feeling that Dew was thinking about him, the soft steps could be heard and then Blue was at the kitchen door. A big smile spread in Dew's face seeing his baby scratching his eyes like a cute baby.
- You're still here, I thought you left me alone. - He pouted, making Dew's legs wobbly. But before he could answer, Champ went to his baby and picked him up, literally picked him up and put him sitting on the table.
- Thanks to me he didn't runned away, don't I deserve a reward? - Champ's face was centimeters apart of his and Dew had conflicted feelings about the scene in front of him.
- Khopkhun* P' - And then Blue wrapped his little armas around Champ's neck, pulling him in for a chaste kiss. When they separated, they looked at Dew, Blue had a anxious expression and Champ just smiled.
- We're going to have a long conversation.
- P' are you angry?
- Blue asks uncertanty all over his face. He knew that bring Dew here was a risk, homoaffective relationships wasn't seen with good eyes in Thailand, even more being a poligamic relationship, or like more romantic people called poliamor. Blue was restless since he realized his feelings towards his short-tempered veteran, as the days in the field and extra training in which Dew decided to help him in his own manner, the younger started to see him in a different way and on the day of Zon's and Saifah's show he finally understood that Dew made him happy on the same intensity that Champ did, of course it was very different ways but with the same strenght, and on that same day he decided to be honest with his boyfriend.
Champ, with all his calmness and patience explained what was happening with his baby, and although a long time ago he was in the same place as his little one, in love with two people at the same time, he still felt possessive with Blue. And seeing him so restless and insecure now broke his heart.
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DewBlueChamp oneshot HOT
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