Taynewau Stories

Tay and New have spent years proving one thing: they absolutely cannot stand each other. Too bad their best friends, Off Jumpol and Gun Atthaphan, are convinced they're meant to be. After countless disastrous setups, one last attempt-a romantic cruise before Off and Gun move away-goes spectacularly wrong. Because instead of falling in love... Tay and New get drunk, mix things up, and wake up in the same bed with a mistake they definitely don't want to remember. They make a pact: it never happened. Simple-until fate laughs in their faces. Forced to work together when their companies merge, Tay Tawan and New Thitipoom are stuck in endless meetings, nonstop bickering, and one very inconvenient truth: the chemistry between them didn't disappear-it got worse. Because nothing complicates hate quite like a night that felt a little too right.

Some love stories start with fate. This one starts with a lie... broadcast live. On his wedding day, famous news anchor Tay is left at the altar when his celebrity bride disappears-right as the media crashes in to capture every second. Desperate, cornered, and with cameras everywhere, he does the only reckless thing he can think of. He points to a stranger behind him. "Jan was not my bride... it was him." And then he kisses New-a fashion designer and owner of Le' Miel, a boutique-who has absolutely no idea what's happening. Now the scandal of the year, the only way to survive is to make the lie real: a one-year fake marriage, a strict contract, and rules they definitely shouldn't break. No feelings. No attachment. No falling in love. But between stolen glances, shared spaces, and a kiss that never quite felt fake, pretending gets dangerously complicated. "Some lies are meant to protect you... but this one became a dumb love never meant to keep."

"You killed him, New. But I cleaned up the mess." Trapped by guilt and fear, Will New falls in love with him??

Tay and New had been married for five years-five years filled with laughter, misunderstandings, arguments, and always finding their way back to each other. Married life wasn't easy, but no matter how heavy the storms became, they always chose to face them hand in hand. And in those five years, they shared one prayer: to have a child. But that dream wasn't easy for New. With every visit to the doctor, with every negative result, the pain slowly taught them how to be strong. And even when exhaustion weighed them down, they never gave up-not Tay, and especially not New. The dream of becoming parents became the very heart of their struggle. Until one day... on an ordinary morning they least expected, a small miracle broke through the five years of waiting. A blessing they never thought would still come. A beginning to a brand-new chapter in their lives.

"Two strangers. One screen. A thousand secrets whispered in the dark." Years later, the truth is still blowing in the wind, hidden in letters that were never meant to be read.

🐻‍❄️ 🇹 🇦 🇾 🇳 🇪 🇼  🐋 -𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁💌 -𝗣𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗔𝗨 🍑🏡 -𝗔𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 & 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 🤗 -𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗧𝗮𝘆𝗡𝗲𝘄'𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗯𝗹 🐕✈️ #TayNew #polca #bl

New often trips then falls and that is exactly what happens when he meets Tay but probably nuzzling his face on the tan man's chest isn't a good impression. If the man's initial reaction is anything to go by. "You look like a vampire." New opens his eyes and Tay's handsome face is what greets him. "Am I that hot?" the pale male teases to which Tay snorts. "You should lie on your stomach," Tay continues, eyeing and running his fingers on the fine wood. "Why?" "Because your ass looks nice," Tay smirks, and New fumes. Warning: Slight!Angst Talks of dying I had the inspiration to write this after watching Never Ending Story. It has been a while since I last watched a Korean film and I really enjoyed it.

Three generations of friendship built a perfect legacy. Tay and New ruined it. They've been rivals since preschool-locked in a cold war that followed them through elementary school, high school, and straight into university. To their families, they're polite, distant sons. To each other, they're enemies who know every weakness, every trigger, every move. Tay is the campus popular boy-chaotic, charming, impossible to ignore. New is the untouchable varsity star-cold, precise, impossible to challenge. They share a curse: the same taste. Every person New has ever liked, Tay has wanted too. Now it's happening again-with Inn, a quiet Business major who becomes the newest prize in their lifelong war. "It started on a playground. It followed us to university. We never learned how to share-especially not love."

Step 1: Fall in love. Step 2: Get rejected. Step 3: Try again anyway. Tay Tawan has never been the kind of guy who chases-so the fact that he's now desperately trying to win over New Thitipoom? Yeah. Something has clearly gone very, very wrong. Too bad New isn't interested. Not now. Not ever. No matter how hard Tay tries, New shuts him down with cold indifference-and the worst part? Tay just keeps trying. With rivals everywhere-and one very real threat named Off, Tay is running out of time. Will he ever get his chance... or was it already over before it even began? This isn't where their story begins-it's where it ends.

Tay Tawan is a newly divorced dad. He hates his life but wants to be the best father to his daughter. New Thitipoom just wants to impress his little niece. She seems to like his brother, Kay more and he can't-won't have that. So they sign up for a hair plaiting class for men only. DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE BUT EVERYTHING ELSE IS. THIS IS A FICTIONAL WORK IF IT WAS NOT ALREADY OBVIOUS.

Even when the seasons change, you'll remain beautiful for the eyes that await your next blooming and the ones who love you on every season.

A marriage without love?

Four hearts. Four directions. No clean escape. Tay and New begin on the wrong foot-mostly because Tay can't stop poking at the question: why is New always hovering around Gun? What Tay doesn't know is that Gun was the one who reached out first, befriending New in a quiet, desperate hope that proximity might somehow pull him closer to Off-New's best friend and the university's untouchable soccer star. From there, everything tangles. Between varsity practices, accidental collisions in hallways, and looks that linger just a second too long, rivalry softens into something dangerously close to intimacy. New rules the basketball court. Off owns the soccer field. Tay-officially the school photographer-finds himself covering every game possible, not for the sport, but for Gun, the head cheerleader who lights up the sidelines. The problem is simple. And impossible. Tay likes Gun. Gun likes Off. Off doesn't care about anything that doesn't involve New. And New is falling-slowly, irreversibly-for Tay. Friendship blurs into jealousy. Loyalty collides with desire. Every choice hurts someone, and no one gets out untouched. Love is complicated. This one is brutal.

🔴 Infos:- ➡️ This time it's a KaranAchi AU 🍒✨ ➡️ Presenting a 3-4 chapter FF, based on vague memories of a telefilm of my native language with my unique spin of course🤭 ➡️ Celebrating P'New's recent win as Achi.🏆 ➡️ Note: English is Not my 1st language, images not mine, no connection to TayNew's personal life.🤍

ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ᴀᴜ ᴏꜰ 𝕋𝕒𝕪ℕ𝕖𝕨🪄🔮 🔸𝙾𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 : 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓) 🍂 🔹𝚁𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 : 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 (²⁰²⁶) 🥇# 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐦

~~ Karan Achi Short AU ~~ Is it love, when you start becoming them and they start becoming you? A love story conspired by Universe. Few parts inspired from #Cherrymagicth. ⚠️: too much fluff. P.S What more? It's just three parts. Go ahead and read it! The story is short, cute and full of fluff moments unlike the angsty ones which I usually thrive for!! It's just a random one I thought of while being stuck in traffic jam and it felt so cute. I wrote it off the same night. ------ Your feedback can help me improve and motivate me to write more stuff here on Wattpad. Please like, share and comment if you connect with my stories. :) Disclaimer: The character names and images do not belong to the author. Rest everything about this story is an idea perceived by author. Note: Please do not repost the work without author name and do not translate without permission.

A thousand lives. A hundred deaths. One final syllable. New Thitipoom is a glitch in the universe, a man skipping across centuries every time his best friend speaks his nickname. He has seen Tay grow old, seen Tay marry another, and seen Tay's grave. Now, he's tired of running. He's ready to let the world burn just to hear Tay say his name one last time. I have loved you for a thousand years, but you have only known me for an hour. To the world, I am a stranger. To time, I am a mistake. To you... "I am, Hin."

Famous, exhausted, and desperate for quiet, New escapes a noisy party-only to get stuck on his balcony. He's rescued by Tay, his unimpressed next-door neighbor who has no idea he's a global idol. In the silence between them, a secret friendship-and something dangerously more-begins, where New is finally seen as just New, not a star. ✨

Where Tay feels lonely... - It's just one chapter guys go read it! Note: Apart from plot, story and concept, nothing belongs to me.

After years of hard-won stability, the 'Perfect Couple' faces their greatest test. While New begins a grueling eighteen-day rotation, Tay's first love, Dr. Gun, returns from the US to join his surgical team. Gun represents a 'what-if' cut short only by circumstance. New must battle his old traumas and the fear of being a temporary figure in Tay's life, while Tay must defend a love that is constantly thirty thousand feet away. The Besfriend Squad fractures as Dunk and Joong are caught between professional admiration for Gun and personal loyalty to New and The Kings of Nightlife find their own stability tested as they try to mediate a conflict that feels dangerously similar to their own past mistakes. The Long Haul is a deep dive into the reality of 'Happily Ever After.' It proves the greatest turbulence doesn't happen during the storm, but in the quiet stretches where trust is the only thing keeping you in the air.