"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.

Pond and Phuwin are lovers. Married? Not yet-but they're getting there. A baby on the way? Definitely. Pond couldn't keep his hands off Phuwin. Now, the latter is carrying their child. Their life is simple. Peaceful. They live in a world where they are accepted, loved, and supported by their family and friends. But why does this misfortune keep happening to their little family? Why them? Why Pond? Phuwin, six months pregnant, received a call from the hospital. His boyfriend had gotten into a terrible accident on his way home. Their car had been crushed beyond recognition. The baby's car seat? Nowhere to be found. The doctor said Pond was lucky to have survived. But that miracle came at a price. He no longer remembered Phuwin. A girl claiming to be his girlfriend stood by his side, while a pregnant boy insisted that he belonged to him. Pond believed he wasn't gay. So Phuwin was forced to leave. Hurt. Alone. Terrified. Now, their baby only has him. But God had other plans. Three years later, Pond's memories finally returned. Every memory. Every feeling. Every unspoken word. Every piece of love he had for Phuwin came rushing back all at once. But he was three years too late. Can he still make things right with his little family?

Phuwin never wanted this. But wanting has never mattered in his life. An arranged marriage wasn't a choice - it was an instruction. And he's always been good at following instructions. Keep quiet. Be polite. Don't cause trouble. Don't say no. So when he's married off to Pond Naravit - a man much older, distant, unreadable - Phuwin bows his head and complies. He always complies. For Pond, it was simpler. His parents were relentless. Marriage would silence them. A convenient arrangement. A quiet spouse. No emotional mess. That was the plan. But the first time Pond sees his new husband flinch at a raised voice that wasn't even directed at him - something twists. The first time Phuwin apologizes for standing in the wrong place - it doesn't feel like obedience. It feels like damage. And Pond has seen damage before. He works cases no one else wants. Prostitution rings. Digital exploitation. Assault hidden behind screens and fake names. He spends his nights hunting men who profit from silence. Which is why it unsettles him when he starts noticing the same silence at his own dining table. Phuwin doesn't argue. Doesn't demand. Doesn't resist. He endures. And the obedience that was supposed to make this marriage easy starts tasting like guilt in Pond's mouth. Because this isn't submission. It's survival. The deeper Pond digs into his latest investigation, the more pieces start aligning - university incidents, online harassment, whispers of assault buried under shame. And the realization hits harder than any case file ever has: His husband has been surviving monsters long before he began working to hunt them down. ♪ Pond Naravit • Phuwin Tangsakyuen Boy • Boy Age Gap Arranged Marriage Mention of assault, harassment, bullying ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk I do not own any characters or the references I have used here. This story is entirely based on imagination and any similarities to other stories are purely coincidental.

Nothing much... just pure, unfiltered trauma. #darkromance #sensualcontent

Phuwin was eleven years old when the fire took everything-his house, his family, and his future. Out of the ashes came Pond, a twenty-one-year-old with a steady hand, a quiet home, and a heart too kind for his own good. Pond took him in, healed his scars, and raised him. But warmth turns to heat, and gratitude turns into something far more dangerous. As the years pass, Phuwin realizes the hardest part wasn't surviving the fire that destroyed his past-it's surviving the illegal, quiet flame he carries for the only man he's supposed to call father.

/ˌæpədaɪˈɒpsɪs/ The act of mentally undressing someone over. ♪ "𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞?" "𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞?" ♪ A PondPhuwin fanfiction [MATURE 21+] ♪ Top Pond Naravit Bottom Phuwin Tang ♪ All the rights for pictures goes to the respective people. However the storyline belongs entirely to me: @EliseInk. Any similarities to other stories is purely coincidential. Kindly refrain from copying and plagiarism. I do not own the characters, the actors or any institutions mentioned in it. Everything is purely fictional. ♪ You would not regret it

Phuwin and Pond, two best friends with an unbreakable bond, find themselves bound by desires they can't ignore. A drunken night sparks a passionate encounter, and they become entangled in a web of lust and secrecy. But as Phuwin struggles to keep his feelings hidden, he's torn between preserving their lifelong friendship and surrendering to his heart's deepest desires. Will their bond survive the power of their desires, or will it ultimately be their downfall?

[trigger warning: Psychological Manipulation, Dubious Morality, Enemies to Obsession] Phuwin, a freelance hacker with no loyalties, finds himself caught in a trap of his own making when he breaches the Lertartkosum syndicate's network. But instead of death, he's offered a deal by the man who runs Bangkok's criminal empire with silk gloves and iron fists. Pond doesn't need another lackey. He needs someone who can challenge him. Someone clever enough to break his rules... and foolish enough to stay.

Pond is an elite Cupid with a perfect record: 100 matches. 0 mistakes. 💘 Until he shows up. Cold. Nonchalant. Emotionally allergic to romance. And suddenly, for the first time ever... Pond's heart starts burning red. Now he's stuck in a human body, forbidden from interfering, and falling-hard-for the one person fate says he can't have. Because in the game of love, even Cupids can break their own hearts.

Phuwin Tangsakyuen had a very simple five-year plan: ​Survive his internship at Naravit Enterprises. ​Avoid eye contact with his terrifyingly handsome (and terrifyingly strict) CEO, Pond Naravit. ​Secure a permanent job. ​But his plan goes up in smoke when a "urgent file delivery" leads him straight into the Naravit family mansion. Before Phuwin can even say "Sir, please sign here," he's ambushed by Pond's dramatic, emotional-blackmailing Mother, a newspaper-wielding Father, and two chaotic younger brothers who have already uploaded the "wedding" to TikTok. ​Under the pressure of his mother's rising blood pressure, Pond makes Phuwin an offer he can't refuse: "Pretend to be my husband, and I'll pay for your Master's degree." ​Now, Phuwin is living a double life. By day, he's the clumsy junior getting scolded by CEO Pond in the boardroom. By night, he's the "favorite son-in-law" watching P'Pond get scolded by his mother for not washing the dishes. ​Between accidental hugs, burnt breakfasts, and two brothers determined to leak their "romance" to the press, Phuwin starts to wonder: Was this marriage just a business deal, or is the CEO actually falling for his clumsy junior?