PONDPHUWIN FANFICTION "I was going to propose to you tonight." Pond's voice came out cold, but his hands were shaking around the ring box hidden inside his pocket. Phuwin couldn't even look at him. "What the hell is this?" Pond laughed bitterly. "Your mother... my father... what kind of sick joke is this?" "Pond-" "No." His eyes turned red with anger. "Why did you stop me?" Phuwin knew exactly what he meant. Why did you stop me from telling them? Why did you stop me from choosing us? "I had to," Phuwin whispered. "Tonight you were supposed to become mine..." Pond looked at him like his entire world was falling apart. "And now they want me to call you brother?" Silence. Painful. Heavy. Suffocating. Because the cruelest part wasn't falling in love. It was discovering the truth too late. ─── 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 ─── A story where love arrives before fate ruins everything. What happens when the person you wanted forever suddenly becomes forbidden? Will Pond fight for the love he refuses to lose? Or will Phuwin destroy his own heart just to protect their family? ✦ stepbrothers au ✦ angst & emotional conflict ✦ forbidden love ✦ slowburn ✦ mature themes ✦ emotional dependency ✦ family drama ✦ possible smut Read at your own risk. Because Blue Hour was never meant to have a happy color.

He was just a teacher-Pond Naravit, carrying responsibilities too big for his age, working to support his younger sister while trying to stay steady in a world that rarely gave him room to breathe. Phuwin Tangsakyuen was just a student. Reckless. Untamed. The kind of boy who slept through lectures, laughed at warnings, and lived like consequences belonged to someone else. Trouble followed him-but he never bothered to run from it. And then there was Pond. The teacher who should've stayed out of his way. But Phuwin didn't. He started flirting like it was a game he couldn't lose-smirks from the last bench, careless remarks in quiet classrooms, lingering looks that said too much and nothing at all. Bold enough to test boundaries, reckless enough to ignore them. Pond told himself it meant nothing. Until it did. ♪ This storyline entirely belongs to me, and the mentions of places, things, names of people are purely coincidential. And, only the faces of the people are used, they are not related to this story in any time or place entitled. Read this story with an open mind. TOP RANKINGS #1 - blstory #2 - highschoollovestory

"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.

Pond Naravit is not a man people manipulate. He doesn't rule with loud threats or dramatic cruelty. He rules with patience. With timing. With a smile that means he already knows more than you do. As the quiet force behind one of the most powerful empires in the city, Pond enjoys challenges the way other men enjoy luxury. The smarter the opponent, the more entertained he becomes. So when a dancer walks into his club, strips away the room's arrogance, and dares to rate him instead- Pond doesn't get offended. He gets curious. Phuwin Tangsakyuen is a skilled thief raised in the underground world, trained to slip into places he doesn't belong. Alongside his partner Fourth, he steals information, influence, and leverage from powerful men who never see him coming. His next target? Pond Naravit. The plan is simple: Get close. Make him want you. Take what you need. Leave before it gets complicated. What begins as a calculated seduction turns into a dangerous game of who can outthink, outflirt, and outlast the other. Because this time, the thief might not be the only one pretending. And when you try to seduce the devil- you better be ready if he decides to keep you.

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

"You're late. And you smell like someone else's perfume. It's midnight, Phuwin. The sun is down. Take it off." On campus, Pond is the Engineering "Golden Boy." Phuwin is his junior, the Architecture "Ice Prince." No one guesses they are bound by a secret FWB agreement that exists only from 12:00 AM to 6:00 AM - no titles, no daylight recognition and no strings attached. For Pond, it's a way to keep his popular life uncomplicated. For Phuwin, it is a poetic torture he endures just to have Pond in the dark. When a charming senior begins to openly pursue Phuwin in the light, the rules Pond created start to feel like a cage. "Midnight is bleeding into noon, junior." The 6:00 AM curfew has finally met its expiration date.

Nani hirunkit is an innocent soul , thrown into a ruthless world ruled by Sky Wongravee-the cold, merciless heir to a feared Italian mafia empire. Sky's life is one of power, shadows, and unrelenting control, where weakness is punished without mercy. Yet, despite his ruthless nature, Nani's fragile spirit ignites a dangerous tenderness within him-one that threatens to unravel everything Sky has built. As their worlds collide, a volatile and forbidden bond forms-a precarious bond between vulnerability and violence, trust and betrayal. In a world where every secret could mean death, their fragile connection becomes both a lifeline and a weapon, forcing them to face the deadly consequences of love in the heart of darkness.

When a sharp-tongued, reclusive artist with a failing body is forced into an arranged marriage with a gentle barista drowning in responsibility, two broken lives collide in the most unexpected way. Sky Wongravee, the deaf and chronically ill heir no one seems to understand, has built walls taller than his family's reputation. Nani Hirunkit, kind to a fault, carries the weight of his little brother's future on exhausted shoulders. Bound by a deal neither wanted, they soon discover that sometimes love doesn't arrive softly - sometimes it drops into your life like a storm you never prepared for.

Phuwin has a tiny crush at his senior in school. Pond loves donut.

Pond Naravit is broke enough to answer a suspiciously vague job listing titled: "Private Companion Needed for Social Events." The pay is ridiculous. The expectations seem simple. Pretend to be someone's boyfriend. Attend fancy dinners. Look convincing. What Pond does not expect is for the client to be Phuwin Tangsakyuen-rich, composed, and rumored to be the kind of person you really shouldn't annoy. Phuwin didn't expect Pond either. But somehow the chaotic university student who talks too much and smiles too easily ends up signing the contract anyway. It's temporary. Strictly professional. Just a public arrangement for appearances. There are rules. There are boundaries. And absolutely no emotional involvement. Unfortunately, Pond has never been very good at following rules.