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“Mew, when will you be leaving Bangkok? I will come and pick you up at the airport.” Mild Suttinut lifted a finger up to his stylist, asking for an extra minute as he searched around for a paper to pen down his best friend’s flight details. Finding none, he interrupted Mew Suppasit, who was in the midst of rattling off his flight details, “bro hold up, I can’t keep up, I’ve got to be on stage soon, can you just message me your details, and I will see you this weekend!” Before waiting for a response from Mew, he hung up his mobile and apologized to his stylist as they added some finishing touches to his makeup before the next shot commenced.
On the other side of the line, Mew blew his fringe out of his eyes, too used to Mild’s rushed calls to pay him much heed. The sound of chattering and laughter could be heard just outside the studio. Quickly sending the text that he was composing regarding his flight details, Mew slipped his locked phone into his pocket just as the fresh actors were coming back from their break.
“Ok, guys, welcome back. We’re going to shoot a series of group shots before we break off into individual shots. We’re looking for your individual characters to shine through, so unless I want to change something specific, let’s just go with the flow.” There were a few titters that resounded within the group, some of the girls blushed but moved into their positions with professionalism. (a/n: let’s be real who wouldn’t when faced with a firm and serious side of Mew). Used to such reactions, Mew just smiled sweetly before looking through his viewfinder to make slight adjustments to the position of the group. “Can I have some accent light on the left and…”
By the time the last of the photoshoot was done and almost everyone had cleared out of the studio, Mew was ready to call it a day. Not to get him wrong, he loved being a photographer, and a part-time actor when he shows up for role casting whenever he feels like taking up an acting job. On top of that, right now when he is close to graduating with his Ph.D., his life seemed to be perfect from the outside, but inside he just feels so cold and tired. After his last failed relationship, he’s too cautious to open up his heart again. He’s had good relationships that ended because he was too intense for them, or because they couldn’t accept that he was achieving more than them, or because he turned out to be a rebound. Well, whatever the reason, the problem was that none of the relationships seemed to stick for him. Perhaps he’s just not meant to be with anyone. With that sobering thought, Mew packed up the last of his equipment, stood up, and walked towards the industrial-styled windows that overlooked the pretty lights of Bangkok. Undoing the top buttons of his work shirt, Mew rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and let out a heavy sigh as he supported his weight against the panel. “I guess it’s as good a time as any to just take a break for a while,” he mused, “Mew Suppasit, just take this time to reflect and rest up, you’ll be fine.”
Cutting a lonely figure, he stood in the semi-darkness and drank in the sight of nightfall in the city - some moments are just not meant to be captured on film - before leaving the studio. Getting in his car, he checked the last message from Mild confirming the pick-up time before turning up his drive-playlist to accompany him home. Back to his beautiful but mostly quiet apartment.
He had no idea why he’s been so melancholic and pensive lately. So he’s looking forward to having some time out in nature in Chiang Mai with Mild and a few other friends. They had decided to take the week away from the city to regroup and rest up because they had all been too busy for a holiday the past year. The group consisted of his long-time friends from school and perhaps to no-one’s surprise all ended up in one way or another in the entertainment industry. Mild became an actor, Saint Suppapong took on modeling roles, and Tul Pakron took on acting and stuntman roles. Mew leaned his head back against his head-rest. It’ll be good to be reunited again, and the reason why no-one was really too surprised at their eventual career paths, was because of their looks and their charms.
Too tired to cook that evening, Mew had decided to buy some sushi for dinner. Toeing off his shoes, he habitually placed his keys in its holder in the foyer and turned on the ambient lighting as he padded through his apartment. Food could wait a while more as he walked over to the kitchen to keep the sushi in the fridge, opting first for a shower to wash off the grime of the day. He always liked to feel clean and fresh whenever he got home. Before that, however, Mew grabbed a bowl from the drawer and started to prepare the dinner for the love of his life. He suspected that his baby was probably still taking a nap when he got back. Sure enough, upon hearing the sound of his dinner being prepared, Chopper, his pomeranian, announced his arrival with the rapid click of his nails against the tiled floor. Mew went down on his knees as his little bear of a dog came flying around the kitchen island. Barking excitedly, Chopper covered Mew’s face with little licks, his tail bobbing in excitement. “Daddy’s home, I’m going to get your dinner ready, shower, and then bring you for your walk before taking you to Mom and Dad’s ok.” Sometimes he thinks that Chopper understands him, as Chopper barked, maybe in agreement, before settling his wriggling rump on the floor. Chuckling, Mew finished preparing Chopper’s dinner and set it at the regular spot beside the counter.
He felt his mood lifting as he stood under the hot spray of the shower. Well, it already started brightening up the moment he came home to his baby. Grabbing a fresh towel off the rack, Mew inhaled the fresh linen scent and wiped himself down, wrapping the towel around his lean waist as he stepped into his bedroom to rummage for his comfy sweats. By then Chopper was done with his dinner and judging by the squeaky sounds coming from the living room, he was playing with his treasure trove of toys.
Mew finally attended to his needs, opting to have his platted sushi in the living room to play with Chopper and to enjoy the city lights outside his high windows. He really did love watching the way Bangkok came to live at night and just watching the lights of the boats that traversed up and down the Chao Priya river. Looking around his tastefully decorated apartment, which he left up to his ID’s discretion to decorate, he felt lucky for having a place like this to call his own. The kitchen, dining room, or rather an island, and the living room had a running open space concept. With high ceilings and enough contrast of whites, light greys, and dark blues to accentuate the spaces prettily, a wide, brightly lit walkway led to the 2 bathrooms and 2 bedrooms in the house - just in case he had an overnight guest, they could stay the night. The same theme ran throughout the house, with large plants artfully placed in corners to bring some fresh greens to draw the eye. Mew took a centering breath and felt himself settle in more into his space. He felt 2 paws on his thigh and looked down to see Chopper resting his head on his paws, his plushy clamped between his jaw. Blinking innocently up at Mew, Chopper nudged his head against Mew’s arm as if to say, pay attention to me~ Grinning in adoration Mew obliged, resulting in a tug-o-war session before Mew put an end to it simply by saying “let’s go for a walk Chopper!”. In a blur, Chopper had already scrambled towards the door, running around in circles before becoming distracted chasing his own tail. Mew took that opportunity of distraction to wash his dish, and to grab Chopper’s leash and poop bag from a cabinet.
The walk did him good too and it was time to head to his parents; which was just a thirty-minute drive from his place to drop Chopper and his personalized bag off. Mew knew he had his sappy smile on his face as he reached over to pat Chopper on his head. Pulling up into the driveway, he felt his heart settle in comfort as he took in his view of the home where he grew up. It didn’t take long before his mom came out of the house. “Mew, why are you just sitting in your car, come on in already.”
“Mae,” Mew greeted with a kiss to her cheek as she stood beaming up at him. “Mew, you need to take better care of yourself. Are you not eating properly, why do you look like you’ve lost weight?”
“Ah,” shyly reaching up to rub the back of his head, Mew sheepishly replied, “yeah a little, my schedule has been a bit hectic lately.” To avoid being questioned further, Mew ducked back into the car and cradled Chopper in one arm, while grabbing his bag with his other hand.
“Ok, let’s head in, I’m sorry I came by at such a late hour.”
“Oh, nonsense, it’s not that late, and you can come by anytime you like, not like you don’t know your dad’s late sleeping habits too.” Slipping a loving arm around her son, Mew and his mom strolled into the brightly lit home, the feeling of coming home engulfing Mew completely.