A Honeymoon? | MewGulf ✔

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When they arrived at their hotel that afternoon, Tharn half-expected that he would finally have the alone time with Type that he had been craving. And by alone time, he meant an entire afternoon cuddling and exchanging passionate kisses and perhaps moving into something more... intimate.

But, of course, we couldn't get everything we want.

As soon as their bags were down, Type had gone through every brochure he had snatched from the lobby, asking Tharn what he wanted to do but not really giving the older a chance to answer, as he already picked out the places he wanted to go to and the things he wanted to do.

Tharn was hoping his husband would pick Love Land as their first destination. You know, get him in the mood. Sadly, it was not meant to be.

"Let's go to the Teddy Bear Museum!" Type announced, holding out the brochure. "We can take a lot of pictures and show the kids! We should get them souvenirs too! What do you think, babe?"

So, to the cute Teddy Bear Museum, they went.

As advised by the nice employees at the hotel, they took a taxi to the museum. Before they went in, Type was already jumping up and down in delight, insisting on taking photos with the cute teddy bear statues at the entrance. Tharn couldn't help but shake his head at his husband's childishness... but then again, that was what he loved about Type.

Yeah, sure, he might act all mature and seductive in the bedroom, but this was the other side of Type Kanawut, the happy, outgoing, and just-enjoying-life-as-it-is Type Kanawut that he fell for.

They went to the history hall first, learning about the history of the infamous stuffed toy, and taking more pictures. They even took a photo together with the bride and groom teddy bears.

"We should bring the kids here next time," Tharn said, realizing that he was enjoying himself.

Type agreed.

In the art hall, Tharn pointed at a statue of two nude teddy bears imitating ancient statues.

"Stop being vulgar!" Type said to him, a Tharn posed next to the statues. Nonetheless, he took the photo anyway.

They also found and took photos with the world's tiniest teddy bear. Type cooed at how cute it was.

"You're cuter," Tharn told him with a wink, which made the younger blush (a rare feat, since it was usually the other way around).

At the gift shop, they bought teddy bears wearing traditional Thai dresses for their kids (pink for Aura; red for Panit).

At some point, they got hungry and decided to have a small meal at the museum's café while deciding on where to go next.

"Oh, how about Bandu Beach?" Type suggested excitedly, pointing at the brochure in front of him. "It's close by. We can take a walk on the shore! It will be so romantic!"

Who was Tharn to say "no" to that?

Because they wanted to make the most of their time together, the couple opted to walk to the beach, holding hands, enjoying the cool spring air, and each other's warmth.

"It's nice here," Type said, swinging their entwined hands back and forth. "It's peaceful and the air is fresh. I like it."

"Yeah? Should we move here?" Tharn joked.

"Hmmm... should we?" Type flashed him a serious look that made him suddenly nervous. But, then, the younger broke into a teasing smile. "Nah, I like Bangkok." The smile turned affectionate. "Maybe when we're old and retired?"

The thought of growing old and retiring with Type made Tharn's heart skip a beat. He smiled back at his handsome husband and brought him closer to his side.

"Wherever it is, it will be home as long as I'm with you," he said to the other.

"Oiii! When did you get so greasy?!" Type playfully pushed him away. "That's my job!"

Laughter filled the air as they continued to walk to the beach. They took several selfies on the way, so what would have been a 20-minute walk turned into half an hour.

But, Tharn didn't mind. It had been so long since he had done something like this with Type. He never realized how something as simple as walking together, holding hands, and taking selfies could make him feel so alive and more in love than he thought possible.

It brought him back to those early days of dating, the excitement, the giddiness, and the adoration-- it felt like they were in college again and seeing each other in only rose-colored glasses.

His Type looked handsome; his smile more radiant than the sunlight... the younger's greasiness was really rubbing off on him.

"Tharn! Look at how beautiful the ocean is! Let's take a picture!"

His husband dragged him close to the edge of the water and asked a woman passing by if she could take their photo. As Type wrapped an arm around his waist, bringing him close to his side, and instructing him to smile, Tharn thought that his heart had never felt so full.

Yep... His husband was really rubbing off on him.

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[lol, how was it?]