WARNING 18+ (CLEAR) PHUWINPOND KRUB 🙏 Cerita ini akan diperbarui setiap satu minggu sekali. Mohon kesediaannya untuk menunggu update, serta membantu dengan vote dan komentar agar cerita ini terus berkembang. Perlu ditegaskan bahwa cerita ini sepenuhnya fiksi. Nama dan karakter yang digunakan tidak dimaksudkan untuk merepresentasikan aktor atau pribadi aslinya. Penulis hanya meminjam nama sebagai bagian dari karya fiksi, tanpa maksud mengaitkan cerita dengan kehidupan nyata siapa pun. Terima kasih atas pengertian, dukungan, dan apresiasi kalian 🤍 ✨✨✨✨ Pond dan Phuwin adalah pasangan suami suami yang tampak sempurna di mata publik romantis, mapan, dan saling mendukung karier masing-masing. Namun di balik kehidupan yang terlihat utuh, Phuwin menyimpan pengkhianatan: hubungan rahasia dengan sekretarisnya, Teeradej vitheepanich atau tee, yang perlahan menggerogoti kepercayaan dan ketenangan rumah tangga mereka. Pond merasakan perubahan itu tanpa bukti pasti hingga kebenaran terkuak satu per satu. Saat Pond jatuh sakit dan diketahui sedang mengandung, segalanya mencapai titik balik. Terluka dan dikhianati, Pond memilih pergi untuk menyelamatkan diri dan janin yang dikandungnya. Bagaimana kelanjutannya? Mari ditunggu lanjutannya

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.

"In which Mark and Mina Naravit witness their parents, after sixteen years of marriage, finally learn how to express their love." Pond Naravit Lertratkosum and Phuwin Naravit Tangsakyuen have been married for sixteen years and are raising their twins, Mark and Mina. Their life together is mostly ordinary except for the quiet absence of romance.

Here, Day is green forest embodying leap day curse and Diesel is simply Diesel.

IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY SO IF ANYONE ISN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THE IDEA PLEASE SKIP THIS ONE! ALSO, IT'S GOING TO BE A LITTLE MORE SMUTTIER THAN MY USUAL WORKS! HOPE YOU LIKE IT ENJOY!!! <3 Pond has always been the kind of boy people orbit without thinking. Third year on campus, his reputation walks ahead of him - reckless charm, easy dominance, a confidence so natural it almost feels like instinct. He wins dares, hearts, and attention without trying. Control is simply who he is. Phuwin is... harder to read. Quieter. Sharper. Unimpressed in ways that feel almost intentional. Where Pond is wildfire, Phuwin is gravity - subtle, steady, impossible to escape once you step too close. What begins as a careless late-night bet is supposed to be simple: prove a point, claim a victory, move on. But some games don't follow familiar rules. With every encounter that follows, something in Pond shifts in ways he can't explain, can't predict, and definitely can't admit. Pride turns restless. Curiosity turns consuming. And the version of himself he has always relied on starts to feel strangely... incomplete. As lines blur between competition and connection, both of them are pulled into a quiet emotional tug-of-war where winning no longer means what it used to. Because sometimes surrender isn't about losing control - it's about discovering where you truly belong. In a story of ego, tension, and the terrifying comfort of being understood, Pond will learn that not all falls are failures. Some are simply gravity calling you home.

Phuwin Tangsakyuen and Dunk Natachai have been in a casual friends-with-benefits arrangement for over seven years. Their relationship is convenient, uncomplicated, and they're both free to see other people . One night, Dunk makes a surprising proposal: a threesome. Phuwin isn't particularly interested-until Dunk reveals who the third person would be.... Dunk's boyfriend- Pond Naravit. Once the three of them are together, something unexpected happens. Phuwin finds he can't take his eyes off Pond-not even for a moment. But then he notices something: Pond isn't there for pleasure. He's watching over Dunk, trying to protect him from the situation, not chasing his own desire . This realization changes everything. Phuwin becomes intensely focused on Pond, not Dunk. The man who was supposedly "boring in bed" has suddenly become the only person Phuwin wants . Credits : Borderline

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.

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.

Phuwin has a type: big, arrogant men who need to be put in their place. Unfortunately, they all think he's the bottom. Then a mysterious app gives him three chances to hypnotize anyone he wants for six hours. Suddenly, the universe's most infuriatingly hot, muscular men are about to learn a very important lesson: Looks can be deceiving. And Phuwin always tops. Alert‼️Alert‼️ Alert ‼️ This is a hard-core smut fanfic. And Phuwin is the top soooo if someone is uncomfortable with that he /she should not read this I don't want unnecessary hate.. it's just an idea it is just for fun I hope one would like it because tf I was soo fuckin into writing this one.

Before college, Phuwin confesses in a letter and hides it in Pond's bag. Pond never finds it. Years later, after drifting apart, Pond cleans his old backpack and finally opens the letter. But Phuwin's married now, and the timing's gone. "You told me everything too late. Or maybe I found it too late. Either way, we missed it."