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It's Songkran. The streets are drenched in water, laughter, and neon chaos. William is already soaked and waiting in the crowd when he hears Est has arrived. The moment they lock eyes, everything else fades.
They don't join the water fights.
They don't dance with their friends.
Instead, they find each other in the middle of the crowd-pulling close, laughing, teasing, chasing through splashes like it's their own private festival. When someone else tries to dance with Est, William gets possessive. When someone calls William away, Est holds him tighter. They dance together, soaked and breathless, hands exploring like they've waited too long for this.