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Where Gun was forced to attend Plan's year-end party and he was not prepared for what was about to happen when Mark got drunk and decided to drop the bomb. They find themselves watching the sunrise together and promised to do it on every first day of the year. ☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆ PREVIEW: Mark grab a glass of alcohol-he thought that he might need it, "You are aware na khrab of your drinking capacity, right Mark Siwat Jumlongkol?" when Gun calls him in his full name, Mark knows that he means business. "Of course na khrab Ai'Gun, I know. Don't worry na khrab-" then he grabs an orange juice on one of the waiters that's walking around the house, "Drink this~" "I don't know if someone tells this to you na khrab guys, but you sounded like a married couple na woie~" The new comer, Title said with a glass of red wine on his right hand. Gun immediately tense up, "Don't joke around like that na woie Ai', we just grew up together na khrab so we know each other well. Right-Ai'Mark?" Gun has that habit. When someone is cornering him, or asking him questions that he cannot answer, he will throw it to Mark. "Chai, of course Ai'Gun. Ai'Title, Ai'Gun and I probably knew each other for half of our lives na woie. I think even if he won't say a word, I know what he wants." And for some odd reason, Mark will answer anything-everything for Gun. ☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆

Gun has a limited time. His love has an expiration date. Gun's life is like a bomb-every hour-every minute-ever second counts, but Gun's heart started beating-but the beating will either kill him or make him live. ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈« PREVIEW: "I didn't-even tell him na khrab-how much I-lo-love him." I mumble. It was too messy. My hiccups are too much. When he left me, my life ended. I can't find the will to continue living. I attempted suicide a lot of times, but my friends stopped me on time. "I am very-coward-I should have-told him na khrab-my-my feelings way-way back before." I continue. The agony is eating me up alive. "Do you think Ai'Gun regret anything? He fucking didn't Ai'Mark!" P'Plan harshly pulls my face up. Everyone has tears on their eyes, "We-also love Ai'Gun. You-are not-the only person-who lost-something Ai'Mark." Ai'Title broke his voice a lot of times. I only started back at him, "He was-our special friend-Ai'Mark. We love him-so much." Ai'Perth tried his best, but failed as well. P'Plan harshly wipe his tears off his face, "I freaking study hard-just to help him-I wanted him-to be alive-as much as you want-him to be alive Ai'Mark!" Ai'Saint didn't say anything. He only cries silently beside us. "Here!" Ai'Perth gave me a folded paper. I decided to wipe my tears, "What's this?" I asked him. Everyone avoided my gaze, "It's better for you to-read it Ai'Mark. We-also have our letters na khrab." Ai'Title said. They didn't insist on stay in my apartment. Actually they quickly left after giving the folded paper to me. I settle myself on the same spot Ai'Gun sat, before unfolding the paper, it started with, "Dear Mark Siwat..." And I lost it. I lost Ai'Gun. And I know in my heart that it will never beat for anyone the same way it beats for Ai'Gun. ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈«

Mark Siwat Jumlongkul is not the jealous type of person. He never gets mad even if Gun likes to hug who ever damn person he meets on the way. Never-as in he never-ever-really shows how possessive he is. ----- PREVIEW: "All my stress and frustrations towards Blue-I gave it all to whoever guy I wanted to play with na khrab. I was not closed on leaving you alone na khrab and I know that I can't do that because I love you so much, so when that opportunity happened-I grabbed it!" I tried so hard to stop myself from giggling, "I know what Blue feels for you and you don't know na khrab-how this green monster living in my chest starts to eat me up alive." 'Green what?' Though I won't say it-I know myself and instantly I tilt my head. Mark can't help but laugh a little, "This green monster Gun~" he grabs my hand and put it on his chest, "we call it-Jealousy na khrab," this time I know I can't stand it, I need to react, "Jealousy? Since when did you start to know that word Mark?" It might sound sarcastic-but all these time, I've been waiting for the moment that he will feel jealous over someone or something, "Crap isn't it?" he chuckled and I can't agree more, "Well-I mastered the right formula na khrab to hide that feeling." He feels proud while I feel frustrated, "I thought-you might like me because I'm the cool Mark Siwat na khrab-the drama club captain, the basketball team captain na khrab-because everybody likes me that way-so I learned to conceal what I feel. I always put up the mask whenever I feel jealous, I-" "Mark-I love everything about you na khrab. Please-get jealous if you have to~" I cut him. Mark looks shocked at first but recovered quickly, "Then let's talk about my terms!" he proudly announced. I smile knowing that this time I will know who the real Mark Siwat Jumlongkul is, "First of all na khrab, I don't want you to meet Blue again. No text-no call-no accidentally bumped at school library na khrab~" o-kay?