Muteluv Stories

The Celestial Cafeteria is open 24/7, but after midnight, the customers are strictly non-corporeal. Sky, an anxious, coffee-fueled science major, just wanted a quiet night job. Instead, he got Nani, the silent, unnervingly cool midnight chef who only cooks gourmet meals for ghosts. Nani communicates only through cryptic notes, but when a spectral accountant urgently needs a dose of chemical-grade "relief," Sky realizes his life is no longer about star charts-it's about a highly attractive Soul Chef and a recipe for supernatural disaster.

After returning from a long U.S. tour, Sky plans a secret confession for Nani-but his sudden distance only breaks Nani's heart. Misunderstandings, public tension, and quiet longing build until Nani finally breaks down.Sky realizes his plan almost cost him everything.A story of hidden feelings, aching silence, and a love finally spoken.

Writing about my fav Thai bl characters but making their stories about my childhood stories... to save my name from humiliation. One shots! Original idea by me, bounpremes

Writing date : January 17 to... oh, just read. [Guys, this is the direct follow-up to "HSF: Afterwards" (on my profile, which continues directly from ep16 of the series.) However, this can be read separately if U haven't read the previous one yet.]

Jan escapes to the misty mountains of Chiang Mai to forget her painful past and heal her broken heart. A grueling jungle trek seems like the perfect distraction. ​But the wilderness has other plans. ​Jan came to bury her old wounds, unaware that the forest is about to carve brand-new ones. ​Will this journey finally heal her, or will it shatter what's left?

Haunted by the guilt of tragic trekking incident, Jingjing believes she doesn't deserve forgiveness, while Jan has already learned to let go of the past. As a quiet friendship blossoms into something deeper, they discover that healing isn't about forgetting what happened-it's about finding the courage to move forward together.

Mawin soon noticed he was being watched, and when he did, he also turned his head in his direction. Their eyes met; Err could clearly see the starry sky, and he got lost in it again. "I can see stars in your eyes." He wasn't aware he had just said it out loud. He also didn't notice that Mawin had blushed, but he hadn't looked away. He felt like he could stay for hours looking at him, unaware, completely lost. And then, from one moment to the next, he was no longer looking at his eyes, but at his lips. It was an involuntary movement, but even though he knew Mawin had noticed, he didn't seem to mind. He felt like he was in a dream, that nothing happening was real, that everything was possible. He wanted to, so badly, but deep down he knew he couldn't, and that he wouldn't, he shouldn't. Then his brother called, saying he was outside waiting in the car, and although he cursed him in a thousand ways in his mind, he knew it was perfect to stop those thoughts he didn't want to appear.

Sea and Keen have always treated every game like a battle but when staring contests turn into lingering looks and punishments start sounding like confessions, their rivalry shifts into something softer. Meanwhile, Surf and Java watch the chaos unfold, fully aware that this isn't competition anymore... it's denial.