"Aran," Tawan said, voice lower than he intended, "can we talk ?" Aran took both empty cans from their hands, walked to the nearby bin, and tossed them away. Then he returned - stopping directly in front of Tawan this time, close enough that there was no pretending this was casual. "Yeah," Aran said softly, "let's talk." or the kind of ending I imagined for TawanAran (one-shot)

Santa lives like consequences don't exist. Rich, reckless, and constantly making headlines, he's the scandalous heir everyone loves to watch and no one wants to handle. Perth is his complete opposite. Disciplined, controlled, and determined to protect both his reputation and the biggest deal of his life, he has no time for chaos. Then his grandfather gives him an impossible condition: Marry Santa. A contract marriage between a man who thrives on control and a prince of disaster should be simple. Fake the love. Protect their image. Walk away when it's over. But the most dangerous investments are the ones you never meant to make. And Perth is about to discover that falling for his husband might cost him everything. 🖤🤍