This world revolves around the system of omegaverse Aka abo.. But there was something else aswell... ______ Por lost his memory somehow and ended up with teetee...

Two rivals. Two basketball teams. But fate crosses universes when a child calls them "Papa" in the wrong world. A teeteepor fanfiction

Por was never meant to touch the storm, yet Reena's demand shoved him straight into its heart-make TeeTee fall in love with me. But TeeTee was no boy made for love; he was arrogance spun into gold, a chaos too sharp to hold, a rival born the moment their eyes clashed on the basketball court. Between lies and dares, between rivalry and desire, Por finds himself drowning in a game where victory feels like ruin, and every heartbeat sounds a little too much like betrayal.

Most people think they know this story. They think Teetee is the one who loves harder. The one who always smiles first. The one who chases, cares, and gives everything. And Por? Quiet. Calm. Hard to read. The one who looks like he's doing nothing. But what if that's not the truth? What if Por has been noticing everything about Teetee all along? Every smile. Every snack left on his table. Every time Teetee sat beside him just to be close. Por isn't good at showing feelings. He hides behind silence, short answers, and calm expressions. But inside his chest... His heart has been beating for Teetee much longer than anyone realizes. And when Teetee suddenly stops chasing him- Por finally understands something terrifying. He doesn't want Teetee to stop. Because the quiet boy who looked like he never cared... Has been falling in love the whole time. A story about the love Por never said out loud - until it was almost too late.

Everyone knows Teetee is the sun-kind, warm, and easy to talk to. He's always paying attention to everyone around him. But what most people don't realize is that when it comes to love, his entire world narrows down to one person: Por. Por, who always acts cool and quiet in front of others, but turns into the clingiest soft cat whenever he's with Teetee. Por, who only acts cute if Teetee is watching. Who whines softly just to hear Teetee's giggle. Who loves to tangle their fingers together and bury his face in Teetee's shoulder when he's overwhelmed. Por might have rough days, hidden worries, and moments when he doubts himself. But Teetee always knows. He doesn't need Por to explain-he just reaches out, holds Por's hand, and says, "I'm here." Sometimes, he pulls Por into a hug and kisses his forehead, no words needed. They don't care much about how the world sees them. Because the love in their eyes when they look at each other says everything.

PorteeteePor Por Suppakarn, the quiet, sharp-eyed black cat type, is three years older than Teetee Wanpichit - a bubbly golden retriever boy who shines brightest within his friend circle but wilts around strangers. To the world, Teetee is sunshine: warm, energetic, and glowing. But to Por, he's something far more - the only light he ever notices. From the start, Teetee believes the moon never looks back at the sun. But the truth is, Por had always been watching - from the shadows, from afar, never daring to reach... until Teetee smiles at him. Reaches first. What begins as quiet glances and hoodie-sharing turns into late-night confessions, soft kisses under blanket forts, and comfort deeper than words. As they fall into love, they also learn to face their shadows: Por's cold walls and silent burdens, Teetee's fear of not being enough when he's not glowing.

"They say he's cold. They say I love more. They say he doesn't care. But they don't see him sulk when I smile at someone else. They don't see him fly across countries just to hold me. They don't see him whisper 'mine' like it's a vow. The world sees Ice Prince. I see my polar bear." The world sees Por as cold. Untouchable. The Ice Prince. The Polar Bear. They say Teetee loves more. They say it's one-sided. They say Por doesn't care. But they don't see what happens when the cameras turn off. They don't see Por getting jealous over a simple smile. They don't see him sulk like a child. They don't see him cling tighter at night. They don't see him whisper "mine" like a promise. And they don't see Teetee - the only person who knows how to melt him. Teetee is loud in love. Por is quiet in love. But quiet doesn't mean less. Possessive. Clingy. Protective. Soft kisses. Warm hugs. Hidden vulnerability. Public teasing. Private devotion. Everyone thinks Teetee loves more. But only Teetee knows- Por loves deeper.

Por Suppakarn never planned on falling in love with his co-star. Especially not in a world built on image, scripts, and camera-ready smiles. But when fate-and a shared stage-draws him closer to Teetee Wanpichit, the lines between performance and reality start to blur. From awkward first meetings to private cuddles in green rooms, Por and Teetee navigate the thrill of rising fame, the quiet ache of hidden feelings, and the bravery it takes to choose love behind the curtain. Between fanmeets, photo shoots, and unexpected kisses in the rain, they learn what it means to draw boundaries, protect what's real, and hold onto each other when the lights go down. Because some things aren't meant to be performed. They're meant to be kept. "And this love? It's ours to keep."

When the mafia heir Teetee goes undercover as a nerdy high school student to search for a life partner.

Teetee is an Alpha-but he hates what that means. In a society where Alphas dominate and Omegas are often seen as tools for pleasure or power, Teetee lives in disguise. With the help of his family, he hides his true identity and passes as a Beta. Only his older brother, Thomas, knows the truth. Teetee surrounds himself with Omegas-his best friends Wave, Save, and Kong-not because he sees them as lesser, but because he wants to protect them. They don't know he's an Alpha. They just know he's kind, safe, scent-neutral. Harmless. Por, on the other hand, is a rare Enigma: neither Alpha nor Omega, unpredictable and biologically untouchable-until fate triggers something dormant. Cold, sharp, and brutally honest, Por doesn't trust easily. Especially not Omegas. Especially not anyone. That is, until the day he crashes into a quiet Beta in the university hallway. One whiff of peach-scented pheromones, and everything changes. Por knows that scent. He knows what it means. They're fated. But how can you find your fated partner when they're hiding who they really are? And how do you love someone when your past tells you not to trust anyone at all?