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[BxB] [MxM] A PeteKao fictional story. Nion was a lovely child who grew into a fine teenager - kind-hearted, well-mannered, and got all the love from his adopted family. But beneath his calm and cheerful exterior, Nion carried the quiet weight of cruel words from bullies. Though he never voiced it, those words stayed with him, pestering in silence. He never asked his father, Pete Phubodin, about it. Not until one day, when all the confusion, pain, and unspoken questions erupted like a storm between them. Overwhelmed, Nion ran away - not knowing that the world outside would lead him to the very truths he was too afraid to seek. In the most unexpected way, he uncovered everything: the answers he longed for, and the love he never realized he already had. But will the truth help him understand who he really is? Or will it leave him more shattered than before? This is a fictional story about Pete and Kao, two men who built a family through love. The characters and events are entirely fictional and not based on or intended to represent any real individuals.
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