Deanmoth Stories

Dean, a bold and reckless flirt who never takes relationships seriously, gets challenged to pursue Moth-the one person in their university friend group who has always remained cold and unaffected by him. What starts as a game, pushed forward by Ten's hidden motives, quickly turns complicated when rumors force Dean and Moth into a fake relationship.

"P', come here, you've got something on your hair," William curls his finger in a come here motion. "Huh? What is it?" Est leans forward, so much that his entire center of gravity is shifting towards William. William checks, picking up something, "Oh, it's just lint. You're good, 'P," William says then flicks off the 'lint'. What a bullshit excuse to get even closer when they're already sitting shoulder to shoulder, Daou and Punch thought. Est leans back just enough to look William directly in the eyes. The distance between them barely changed; they're still so close it seemed their noses are touching. "Thanks, Liam," Est murmurs softly. And the people with them groans in annoyance at the non-consensual display of affection. "Get a room!" "Huh?" and for the first time that afternoon, only then did both boys look at their friends. Or; William and Est are trying so hard to hide their feelings for each other, while everyone thought they were already dating.

In the glittering, rain-soaked streets of Bangkok, Est is a high-end escort who has mastered the art of detachment. One hour. No staying after. No feelings. No exceptions. Scarred by a violent past, he has built walls so high that pleasure has become nothing more than a transaction and love an impossibility. Until William Jakrapatr knocks on his door. A broke, half-Thai half-American literature student with absent parents and a heart too big for his circumstances, William saves every baht for months just for one night with the beautiful, untouchable man behind apartment 2803. What begins as a single paid encounter quickly spirals into something neither of them can control. Night after night, William returns , paying higher prices, falling harder, learning every inch of Est's body and the hidden scars beneath. Slowly, the cold transactions melt into stolen mornings, shared meals, tender aftercare, and whispered confessions in the dark. Est finds himself breaking his own rules: letting William stay, refusing his money, craving the one man who looks at him like he's worth keeping. One night becomes many. One rule becomes many broken. And the man who was never meant to stay... refuses to leave.

When Est was assigned to document the futsal team for Sportfest, he knew it was a bad idea because William Jakrapatr, the team captain, would be there. What he didn't know was that it would get worse than he imagined, dragging him far beyond his overthinking, straight back into the past he'd tried so hard to escape. With every shot and every kick, every push and every pull, the line between them begins to blur again, pulling them back to who they were before everything fell apart. "I tried... forgetting you," Wiliam admits, his voice quiet but raw. "But your absence stabs me more than any knife ever could-and that's when I realized I couldn't afford to lose you."

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Three couples. One reality show. A whole lot of chaos, sparks, and romance. William, the flirty T-pop idol, falls for Est the moment he sees him. The serious actor wants nothing to do with William's teasing charm-but the more William persists, the harder it is for Est to deny his growing feelings. Perth and Santa were once secretly in love, but their past ended badly. Now, forced to work together again, old tensions and buried emotions bubble to the surface. Can they find their way back to each other before it's too late? Pond and Phuwin are strangers thrown together, starting as teammates and slowly discovering a quiet, sweet connection neither expected. On-camera or off, love refuses to stay behind the scenes. Who will win hearts, and who will be left starstruck?

One asked for nothing, the other wanted something, but neither expected anything. That is... after the under blue lights and stolen glances, something begins to shift and someone whispers "steal me" without ever saying a word...

Moth is beautiful, cold, and dangerous. Dean is silent, jealous, and terrifyingly possessive. They agree to fake date but nothing between them feels fake.Their kisses burn.Their touches bruise.They say it's pretend. But their obsession is not. Their hunger is not.Their bodies know the truth long before they admit it. In the dark, where lies blur with desire, they keep repeating the same forbidden promise: "I'm yours... even if I shouldn't be." Moth knows how to provoke him. Dean knows how to claim him. Two men, one lie... and a hunger they can't control. "Pretend all you want. You're mine." Possessive | Obsessive | RedFlag

'You said,' Moth sighed, breathless already. 'You said..' Moth tried again but was interrupted by his own soft moan as he felt Dean's mouth move slowly, gently down the slope of his neck, his hands deftly unbuttoning Moth's shirt as he went. The sensations running through Moth right now would've had a weaker man already putty in Dean's hands, and even still he was halfway there. aka Moth invites Dean over to draw him... it does not go according to plan