"𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐚. 𝐒𝐨... 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲." A twenty-year arranged marriage, one misunderstood son, and a love that had always been painfully quiet. ♪ A PondPhuwin AU story. Arranged marriage of 20 years with a 15 year old son who tinks that their parents are anything but couples. Because all he ever witnessed are silent mornings, rare emotions and an empty heart. What he doesn't know is they both have been in love, jut in a quiet way. ♪ ✓ Arranged marriage. ✓ Top Naravit & Bottom Tang ✓ Mentions of male pregnancy ✓ No directions of typical omegaverse elements (heat, rut, pheromones, mates) ♪ This entire story, plot belongs to me, unfortunately Pond and Phuwin don't. This story is written only for entertainment purpose. Any similarities to other stories, real life incidences, or famous celebrities is purely coincidential and not intentional. Read it with an open mind.

Some confessions are never meant to be heard. Joong Archen doesn't believe in God, doesn't believe in fate, and certainly doesn't believe in sitting inside a church confession box on a Saturday afternoon - but his parents don't give him much of a choice. He expects silence. He expects boredom. He doesn't expect to hear the boy from his university pour his entire heart out to a priest who isn't there. Dunk Natachai has been carrying a secret for three years - a name he whispers only to himself and his friends, a feeling he tucked away behind hospital appointments and borrowed time. He has six months left, and a heart that was always too full in more ways than one. What begins as one stolen confession unravels into an unexpected friendship, quiet Sunday mornings, borrowed laughter, and a love that neither of them planned for. But time has always been the cruelest variable - and six months is both everything and nowhere near enough. Some people come into your life like a prayer. And some prayers, no matter how hard you hold them, have an expiry date.

Most couples in the pack stop at two children. The romantics reach three. Pond and Phuwin somehow reached seventeen. Nobody knows how. Well... that's a lie. Everybody knows how. The problem is that neither of them seems capable of stopping. Especially Pond. A respected Enigma who commands an entire pack, terrifies grown alphas, and makes leaders nervous with a single look. Yet somehow spends his evenings feeding strawberries to his omega, massaging swollen feet, carrying shopping bags, and apologizing for things that aren't his fault. Phuwin swears he hates being pregnant. Pond believes him. Right up until Phuwin sees a tiny baby outfit and starts talking about "just one more." ♪ HIGHEST RANK #1 gmmtv #5 pondphuwin ♪ A romantic comedy full of chaos, family, ridiculous amounts of children, and a husband whose greatest weakness has always been the omega he married at twenty. ♪ Omegaverse. MalePregnancy. Pond ↑ and Phuwin ↓ ♪ This storyline belongs to me. Any resemblence to other stories is purely fictional and do not have any intentional corellation or plagiarism.

Through their three years of marriage, this was best idea that Thee has ever had. Warnings: ☁️ Omegaverse AU ☁️ Top Alpha Peach x Bottom Omega Thee ☁️ Contains MPreg ☁️ Lots of fluff and dramatic Thee :) ☁️ Extremely short. 💌 I might add a chapter or two every now and then depending on necessity. But, the fanfiction currently stands as a completely developed story. 💌 If this isn't your cup of tea, that is no problem, please don't engage. Happy Reading. 💌 This is purely a work of fiction, created for the purposes of self indulgence. This work is in no way a depiction of reality. Any depictions of reality are merely coincidental.

He never said he was mine. He just never left. Phuwin Tangsakyuen learned early that staying was a choice. People came and went-friends, routines, places-everything temporary if you waited long enough. Staying meant intention. Staying meant attention. Staying meant you had already decided the outcome. That was why he didn't stay for most people. He left rooms when conversations dulled. He left parties before anyone noticed. He left before attachments formed. Control lived in distance. Then there was Pond Naravit. Pond didn't arrive like a disruption. He didn't demand space or attention. He simply existed-open, unguarded, unaware of the way eyes followed him. He spoke easily. Trusted easily. Let people linger where they shouldn't. Phuwin noticed him the way one notices a weak point in a structure-quietly, instinctively, knowing it would matter later. He told himself it was nothing at first. A shared hallway. A shared class. A shared room. But then he stayed. He stayed when he could have left. Stayed when silence would have been easier. Stayed when distance would have kept him safe. Phuwin didn't touch. Didn't confess. Didn't claim. He just stayed. And somewhere between watching and waiting, between restraint and want, staying stopped being a choice- and became a vow.

Here is the punchy, incomplete summary formatted with eye-catching emojis to give it that perfect, playful aesthetic: ### **📋 The Rules of Engagement:** * ❌ **Rule #1:** Never wake your partner up at 2:00 AM demanding handmade snacks... 🫓🔥 * ❌ **Rule #2:** Never underestimate a former intern's ability to manipulate his ex-boss... 💼😏 * ❌ **Rule #3:** Never expect a romantic makeup session to go smoothly when a three-month-old baby is running the house... 🍼👶 Pond and Phuwin are locked in a hilarious, late-night battle of wits and cravings-but who is *really* driving whom crazy? 🤔 You'll have to see who gets the last word... 🤫🚗🍦

A SECRET MARRAGE LIFE . ‼️THIS STORY CONTAIN MALE PREGNANCY ‼️ ‼️ A SHORT STORY ‼️

"Thirty is coming. So is the question they never answered. One promise. One year. One chance to choose." At twenty-two, it was supposed to be a joke. A half-laugh, a careless promise made on an ordinary night: If we're still single at thirty, we'll try. No rules. No pressure. No expectations. They never spoke of it again. Seven years later, Pond and Phuwin are adults in every way that matters-steady jobs, separate lives, carefully built routines. They are still best friends. Still each other's constant. Still the first person the other thinks of, even when they pretend not to. When circumstances force them back into the same space, old familiarity turns dangerous. Shared mornings feel too intimate. Soft touches linger too long. Conversations circle around everything they refuse to name. And somewhere between now and thirty, the promise resurfaces-not as a joke, but as a question neither of them knows how to answer. Because this isn't about falling in love. It's about admitting they already did-and deciding whether they're brave enough to risk the one thing they've never lost. Set in the quiet tension of adulthood, Somewhere Before Forever is a slow-burn friends-to-lovers story about timing, restraint, and the kind of love that waits patiently... until it can't anymore.

At Aureline University, people like them don't usually belong. Not in buildings named after billionaires. Not at invitation-only parties hidden above the city. Not in hallways filled with students who wear power like perfume. But this year is different. A new batch of transfer students arrives on campus under circumstances nobody fully understands, and suddenly Aureline feels smaller than it used to. Friend groups shift. Rumors spread faster. People start paying attention to the wrong things. Especially the wrong people. Diesel. Style. Atom. Warich. Boys everyone knows about long before meeting them. And somehow, despite every warning, Day, Fadel, Tinn, and Tan keep ending up in their orbit. Maybe it's coincidence. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe some disasters are impossible to avoid. Because somewhere between late-night conversations, reckless decisions, crowded dorm rooms, and the kind of secrets nobody says out loud, things begin changing too quickly for anyone to stop them. At Aureline, appearances matter. Reputations matter more. And love? Love is the easiest thing to lie about. Afterall, love is easy. It's trust that ruins people.

When life has only ever taught Phuwin to survive, kindness feels more dangerous than cruelty. A hardworking university student carrying scars no one sees, Phuwin has mastered the art of disappearing into the background-until Pond Naravit notices him. Cold to the world, ruthless in business, and impossible to ignore, Pond is the last person Phuwin wants involved in his life. But for reasons Phuwin can't understand, Pond keeps showing up: paying debts he never asked to be paid, opening doors he thought were forever closed, and refusing to leave when everyone else always has. What begins as unwanted interference slowly turns into something neither of them is ready for. Because healing is never gentle. Trust is never easy. And love, when it finally comes, may be the most terrifying thing of all. A slow-burn story of trauma, tenderness, longing, and the kind of person who becomes everyone else's red flag-but someone else's safest home. (It's my first time soo kindly ignore grammatical mistakes pls 😭) Enjoyyyyy (🐝)