Fast bikes, stolen nights, and a love that refuses to stay in the shadows.

Perth - a powerful alpha who lost his beloved omega, Liam, during childbirth - has spent seven years raising his son, Luke, alone. Love was something he buried long ago, locked away with the memories he could never face. But when Santa, a gentle yet mysterious interior designer, enters his home to renovate Luke's room, Perth's carefully built walls begin to crumble. There's something about Santa - his smile, his sadness, his quiet strength - that draws Perth in like gravity. Santa hides a past that still bleeds, scars carved deep by betrayal and pain. Perth hides a heart still chained to a ghost. When love begins to bloom between two broken souls, old wounds awaken, and buried secrets rise to the surface. Can Perth free himself from Liam's memory? Can Santa escape the past that refuses to let him go? Or will fate mark them both once more - this time with a love that burns and heals all at once? Started: 5th October, 2025 Ended: 24th November, 2025 Status: completed

The man has dark eyebrows and even darker eyes that look at him with an unreadable expression. His lips are not too thin, nor too full, they seem perfectly kissable. He has a mole on the bridge of his straight nose and his jawline looks as if he could cut pretty much anything with it. Santa gulps. Damn, he's hot. "Dada!!" Domiia squeaks and stretches out her arms towards the man. What? Dada? That's Domiia's dad? Right. Damn. "Hey, princess!" The man offers a brief, polite nod toward Santa. His eyes jump from Santa to the little girl and he immediately scoops her from Santa's hold. His whole face changes from a strong and defensive demeanor to one of pure joy and softness. Santa is amazed.

"Bahkan ketika aku mempunyai banyak pilihan, aku akan tetap memilih kamu dan memeluk kamu dengan erat"

Perth Reid (Perth Tanapon) is a top-tier corporate lawyer known for his cold logic, steel resolve, and complete indifference toward food. After an illness years ago robbed him of his ability to taste, eating became mechanical-a necessity to survive, not something to savor. His life is clean, controlled, and utterly flavorless. Until one accidental encounter changes everything. Santa Sinclair (Santa Pongsapak) is a passionate, chaotic pastry chef with flour on his cheeks and fire in his heart. After his bakery crumbles under debt and a brutal food critic's review, he picks up a part-time catering gig at a high-end event-and serves dessert to the one man who tastes everything. For the first time in years, Perth can taste. Everything. Sweet, salty, bitter, bright-his senses light up, and the chef behind the miracle becomes an obsession he can't reason away. Desperate to reclaim this spark, Perth finds himself chasing the man who turned his world upside down with a spoonful of lemon tart. But Santa isn't looking for a knight in tailored suits. He's tired, guarded, and convinced that the world has no place for dreamers like him. Still, Perth keeps showing up-with awkward compliments, shameless bribery, and slowly, a tenderness that refuses to be ignored. As they blend their two worlds-one precise and restrained, the other wild and messy-Santa and Santa discover that love, like cooking, is about more than the ingredients. It's about risk, vulnerability, and the courage to taste something new.

Santa works in an agency that supplies secretaries. His latest assignment : Personal secretary to Perth Tanapon who also happens to be his ex boyfriend.

Santa's a volunteer delivering meals to patients at a hospital. One day, he's told to deliver to Room 403 - except that room's been empty and abandoned for years. Weird noises, flickering lights, and a mysterious voice pull him in. Turns out, the ghost haunting Room 403 is Perth - a boy caught between worlds, lost and waiting to come back to life. Santa and Perth start talking every day, sharing stories, jokes, and secrets. Santa's determined to help Perth return to the living - but the closer they get, the more complicated their feelings become. What does it mean to fall in love with a ghost? And can love really bring someone back?

Santa Pongsapak was 23 when he fell in love for the first time not with someone his powerful family approved of, but with a bright, stubborn engineer named Perth who made Santa laugh in the middle of his chaotic internship shifts. Their love was unexpected, chaotic, and unforgettable. And despite warnings, threats, and the weight of expectations, Santa married him. But love wasn't enough. Painful misunderstandings pulled them in opposite directions, until all that remained was distance... and a heartbreaking separation. They weren't supposed to cross paths again. But they did..five years later. And when they did, everything came rushing back with them. The love. The care. The laughter they once shared in stolen midnight hours. The late-night banters that slowly turned into early morning arguments. The quiet comfort of standing side by side... that eventually twisted into the sharp bitterness of blame. The understanding that once held them together faded into silence. And in that silence, misunderstandings grew like thorns. Time changed them. The one who used to light up every room with laughter now hides behind walls of cold silence. The one who once brought peace now burns with a fire he can't put out. They've become strangers with familiar eyes shaped by years, scarred by silence, hardened by the weight of everything they never said. And yet... There's still a part of them quiet, stubborn, and aching that refuses to let go. That part still remembers the softness. Still clings to the warmth. Still hopes... even when everything else has turned to ash. Tropes: Second Chance Romance CEO x Doctor Angst Protective love marriage

Santa jatuh hati pada Perth Tanapon, kakak tingkat karismatik yang aktif tampil di berbagai panggung kampus. Ketertarikan Santa bukan sekadar kekaguman kasual, tetapi sesuatu yang berkembang menjadi dorongan emosional mendalam, hampir seperti gravitasi kecil yang menariknya semakin dekat. warning ⚠️ bxb area. boys love [bl] homophobic? go away.

The first time Santa met Perth, they both had guns aimed at each other's heads. It was supposed to be a business deal. Neutral ground. No unnecessary violence. Just a standard exchange of goods, threats, and barely concealed power plays. But Santa had never been good at following the rules. And Perth? Perth had never been good at letting things slide. So it only took one wrong word, one cocky smirk from Santa, one barely disguised threat from Perth- And suddenly, they were standing inches apart, guns drawn, hearts pounding, grins sharp. The warehouse felt too small. The air too tense. Santa tilted his head, finger resting lightly on the trigger. "So, what now, Phi?" Perth's grip on his own gun didn't waver. "That depends." Santa's lips curled. "On?" Perth's eyes were sharp. Calculating. Dangerous. "On whether you're about to make the dumbest mistake of your life." Santa laughed, low and amused. "Funny. I was just about to say the same thing." A pause. A challenge. A moment stretched too thin, too sharp- And then- Santa fired first. Perth fired right after. Neither of them missed. And neither of them walked away untouched. Because from that moment on, they were in each other's sights. And neither of them was ever getting out alive.