[THIS IS A FANFICTION BASED ON GMMTV'S UPCOMING SHOW 'ME AND THEE'] [THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION OF A NOVEL] [THIS STORY IS RECOMMEND TO PEOPLE AGED 16+] [SUB-DESCRIPTION] "He calls himself my bodyguard. I call him a robot..... robot's aren't supposed to make your heart race.." ~Rome "He doesn't trust me. But trust isn't the problem. The problem is that I want him more than I've ever wanted anything." ~Mhok [PLOT DESCRIPTION] Mhok has lived a life on the edge.....silent, dangerous, and defined by duty. After years in the shadows as a bodyguard, his latest assignment should have been a reprieve. But when Thee's younger brother, Rome, returns from Italy, everything changes. Their first encounter is electric: a clash of guarded hearts and unspoken desires. Rome is charming, sharp, and unafraid to challenge the boundaries Mhok clings to. When rising threats force Mhok to become Rome's personal protector, their connection deepens into something far more volatile. What begins as tension quickly spirals into a slow, scorching burn. As danger closes in around them, secrets surface, and both men are pushed to the brink...of trust, of surrender, of something dangerously close to love. Dark, emotional, and driven by aching intensity, Me and Rome is a story of two men bound by circumstance and undone by each other. ~Some flames don't flicker, they devour.~ [PUBLISHING SCHEDULE] Chapters will be out three times weekly on Monday's, Thursday's and Friday's and there's 13 chapters in total.

William as Rome Est as Mhok "RomeMhok is a story born entirely from my own imagination, with no connection to ME and Thee or RomeMhok by Lawila beyond the shared character names. The plot, emotions, and journey within RomeMhok are uniquely mine."

William Jakraptr had spent his entire life in a gilded cage. As the heir to the Jakraptr fortune, his days were dictated by boardroom meetings he barely understood and expectations that suffocated him. But none of that compared to the weight of his father's gaze-a constant reminder that William wasn't allowed to make mistakes. Loving Est Supha had been his first. Est Supha was the opposite-reckless, passionate, and unpredictable. A journalist by trade, he chased stories like a man running from his own past. He wrote with fire, exposing corruption in high places, and never backed down, no matter how dangerous the truth became. Their paths shouldn't have crossed. But when William received a mysterious envelope at his apartment-containing a single Polaroid of a man he hadn't seen in years, drenched in blood-he knew there was only one person who could help him make sense of it. Est