Our First Rain

Our First Rain

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Sometimes, love doesn't arrive loudly. Sometimes, it sits beside you in a lecture hall and never leaves. Santa Pongsapak lives quietly-early mornings, familiar routines, and a sketchbook filled with things he can't say out loud. Perth Tanapon enters his life without warning, taking the empty seat beside him and slowly becoming part of everything Santa thought he understood about himself. What begins as shared classes and casual conversations turns into something heavier-unspoken feelings, lingering touches, and glances that last a second too long. As Perth chases his dream in the acting industry and Santa struggles with being seen and left behind, the line between friendship and love begins to blur. But loving someone who is meant to shine in the spotlight comes with a cost. Jealousy, misunderstandings, and the pressure of keeping a relationship hidden threaten to pull them apart. And when the rain keeps falling, both must decide-do they protect themselves, or risk everything for a love that was never supposed to be easy? A slow-burn Thai BL filled with quiet moments, emotional tension, and love that grows in the spaces between words. "If I'm afraid of the rain... will you still stand beside me?"
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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