All This Time is a slowburn, sapphic friends-to-lovers story about two quiet souls who drift apart, then slowly find their way back. Through missed chances, soft reunions, and growing self-awareness, it's a story about timing, quiet care, and a love that lingers even in silence.
This is a story about timing.
About liking someone when you're not supposed to.
About falling for a friend when things aren't simple.
About confusion and self-doubt.
About staying close even when your heart wants to run.
All This Time is the third arc to The Slowest Kind of Love series.
This story follows Pansa and Loveruk. Two people who were almost something for a long time. They become real friends. The type of friends where you share snacks, show up without asking, and pretend it's nothing when it's obviously something.
They meet in university, when Loveruk's already taken and Pansa's just being kind (or so she tells herself). What grows between them is slow, quiet, and confusing. Something you only realize the weight of once it's gone. Or once it's finally clear.
Their story is about soft longing, closeness, and the slowest kind of falling. The kind you almost miss if you're not paying attention. But some things are worth waiting for. Even if it takes months, years. Even if it scares you.
So if you've ever wondered if they felt the same...
If you've ever looked back and realized it was always them...
This story gets it.
All this time...
And finally, maybe.
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Thanks for reading, sharing, and supporting slowburns that hurt in the best way. 🫶
mikazuki__ , 2025 🌒
Milk, the CEO of MilkCorp, stood tall and confident, her introverted nature only apparent to those who knew her. Love, a mischievous college student, was the exact opposite - short, bubbly, and always up to something.
Their worlds collided when Love's boyfriend, Alex, turned out to be a player. Milk, who had been burned before, saw the pain in Love's eyes and offered her a shoulder to cry on.
"Why do you care?" Love asked, wiping away tears.
Milk's expression softened. "Because I know what it's like to be hurt."
As they spent more time together, Love found herself drawn to Milk's kind and caring side, hidden beneath her cold exterior. But she was still in a relationship... or so she thought.