"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐏'𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧 - 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭-" "𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐝-" "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." "𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝟏𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧-" "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭... 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐏'𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧" ♪ Pond Narawit is twenty, loud, emotional, hopelessly passionate about dance, and far too young to understand marriage-or at least that's what everyone thinks. Phuwin is older, calmer, already worn down by adulthood and responsibility. After years of living for work, though once he had a wild teenage, he agrees to an arranged marriage that was supposed to be simple. But nothing about Pond is simple.

A student named Phum is shocked when a toddler, PermPoon, suddenly appears and calls him "Daddy" and his best friend, Peem, "Mama." PermPoon is their son from a future where he is sent back by a Surge of Time. They have just seven days to send him back.

"I never wanted to be your enemy, Pond. I just wanted to be the person you could rest against. The one who made things easier." "Then why didn't you tell me? Why did you let it get this far?" "And maybe you shouldn't have doubted me before everything came down," Five years ago, Pond and Phuwin stood face to face-hearts full of unspoken feelings, just seconds away from something more. But before they could cross the line from friendship to love, Phuwin disappeared without a word, leaving Pond with silence... and a shattered heart. Now he's back. But they're no longer just two boys with a past-they're the center of a shocking arranged marriage neither of them saw coming. The air between them is heavier than ever-thick with tension, buried wounds, and feelings that never died. Can they survive the secrets, family pressure, and years of heartbreak long enough to find the truth? Or will their second chance slip through their fingers... just like the first? --- ⚠️ This story contains: Mpreg Heavy smut 🔞🫶🏻 Angst Slow-burn, high-stakes romance Side couples: Joong x Dunk & Gemini x Fourth 💬 This is my first story - thank you for reading & supporting! 🫶 #1- menlovemen 28/06/25, 11/08/25 #1- GeminiFourth 13/08/25 #8- b×b 06/07/25 #5-PondPhuwin 06/09/25

He's filthy rich, sinfully handsome, and the biggest red flag you'll ever meet. Pond Naravit doesn't believe in love-he believes in control. A billionaire with power, charm, and a rotating door of lovers, he never chases. Until him. Phuwin is a hardworking college student with an angelic face, a soft figure, and dreams too big for his small world. Love? He's never had time for it. But when a certain arrogant billionaire sets his eyes-and hands-on him, Phuwin finds himself pulled into a world of late-night meetings, dangerous jealousy, and an obsession that threatens to burn them both. He doesn't want Pond's money. He doesn't want Pond's gifts. So why does his heart race every time he says... "You're mine"?

Most couples in the pack stop at two children. The romantics reach three. Pond and Phuwin somehow reached seventeen. Nobody knows how. Well... that's a lie. Everybody knows how. The problem is that neither of them seems capable of stopping. Especially Pond. A respected Enigma who commands an entire pack, terrifies grown alphas, and makes leaders nervous with a single look. Yet somehow spends his evenings feeding strawberries to his omega, massaging swollen feet, carrying shopping bags, and apologizing for things that aren't his fault. Phuwin swears he hates being pregnant. Pond believes him. Right up until Phuwin sees a tiny baby outfit and starts talking about "just one more." ♪ HIGHEST RANK #1 gmmtv #5 pondphuwin ♪ A romantic comedy full of chaos, family, ridiculous amounts of children, and a husband whose greatest weakness has always been the omega he married at twenty. ♪ Omegaverse. MalePregnancy. Pond ↑ and Phuwin ↓ ♪ This storyline belongs to me. Any resemblence to other stories is purely fictional and do not have any intentional corellation or plagiarism.

Three heirs. Three orphans. One chaotic bar night that changes everything. William, Fourth, and Phuwin have built a quiet, joyful life in a shared building-raising a toddler, teaching music and martial arts, and creating a viral YouTube channel fueled by laughter and loyalty. With no family but each other, they've learned to survive on instinct, wit, and caffeine. Pond, Est, and Gemini-privileged, powerful, and media-darling heirs of Bangkok's elite empires. Bound by family names and headlines, they're the last people you'd expect to fall for the grounded, chaotic trio downstairs. But fate doesn't play fair. One overheard joke about sugar daddies leads to flirtation. One accidental duet becomes obsession. And one little girl's trust becomes the truest test of all. As romance sparks, egos clash, and their worlds collide, six young men must figure out what it means to love across class lines, past wounds, and personal pride. Because sometimes, family isn't where you come from. It's who fights for you-even when you don't know how to ask.

SHORT STORY. It's a boyXboy & includes mpreg so readers are being advised not to read if you don't like this kind of content. Also the story is based on my imagination. Not to offend anyone or any character. P.s I wrote this story back in 2023 and archived it because I was too insecure but here I go. Main characters: Pond Naravit & Phuwin Tangsakyuen.

When two people are destined to be together, nothing cam set them apart. This is a story set in a fictional world if omegaverse where two overprotective brothers try to shield their youngest brother against the world only for them to find a love if their own. #Gemini-Fourth #Pond-Phuwin #Joong-Dunk #Omegaverse

Everyone in the hospital knows Dr. Pond Naravit. The country's most respected cardiothoracic surgeon. The youngest department head. The man people secretly call Lord Naravit. Brilliant. Demanding. Untouchable. Heartless. At least, that's what everyone says. Then Phuwin Tangsakyuen arrives. A chaotic new intern who crashes into Pond's carefully ordered life from the very first day. What begins as a rivalry between an impossible surgeon and an infuriating intern slowly turns into something neither of them expects. Between exhausting shifts, emergency surgeries, sleepless nights, and moments of quiet vulnerability, Phuwin begins to see the man behind the reputation-a man who remembers whether he's eaten, notices when he's exhausted, and waits outside operating rooms longer than he should. And for the first time, the hospital begins to notice it too. Because Dr. Pond Naravit may seem heartless to everyone else, but when it comes to Phuwin, he cares far more than he intends to. The problem is that feelings are far more complicated than medicine, and neither of them knows what to do when concern becomes affection, affection becomes love, and suddenly the person who irritates them most becomes the one they can't imagine losing.

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.