When his med school friends did something colossally stupid, it fell on Arthit to help them out. Yes, Arthit. Why didn't anyone think he could be helpful?? And no, he didn't tell the doctors he was helping, otherwise it wouldn't help. Confused? So is everyone else. The fic is based on Fourever You series, of which more in the introduction chapters. *** Now complete ! ***

A single night. One wrong place. And the attention of men who never take no for an answer. Hill, Johan, Arthit, and Tonfah rule the shadows of Thailand with money, violence, and absolute control. But when four stubborn, beautiful men cross their path, control becomes obsession - and obsession becomes desire. They didn't ask to be chosen. They didn't expect to be protected. And they definitely didn't expect to fall in love with the most dangerous men alive. Because in the mafia's world... love is not a weakness. It's a claim.

Fourever You one shots

Fourever You one shots

Johan bought the café for peace. A quiet place. No expectations. No attachments. Then North arrived. With a gentle smile, careful hands, and an Americano he never forgot how to make just right. North was only meant to be a part-time worker. Johan was only meant to be watching from upstairs. But some feelings don't ask for permission. Between late shifts, quiet glances, and moments that linger longer than they should, two lives slowly begin to intertwine-softly, naturally, inevitably. This is a story about love that isn't loud. About warmth found in unexpected places. About the kind of connection that doesn't need sweetness to stay. Americano, No Sugar - because some love is best when it's honest.