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Sarawat opens his eyes to an empty bed that Saturday morning. He blinks a couple of times and rubs the saltiness out of his eyes before he checks the LED clock on their bedside table for the time: 9:05 AM. It’s too early for a Saturday after exam week. A day like this is rare... he didn’t have any responsibilities in the Music Club nor any football practices since they were all cancelled due to exam week. It would have been the perfect day to sleep in and lounge on the bed... but where was Tine?
“Tine?” He calls out downstairs, hoping to get a response.
Silence.
Sarawat raises an eyebrow in confusion. He checks his phone to see if Tine left any messages for him, but didn’t find any... and of course, what catches his attention, is the date today.
It was their First Year Anniversary.
Sarawat sits up and cranes his neck as he stares at the date. Did Tine forget? Did he have something to do today? He didn’t exactly mention anything yesterday of any appointments he had to go to. He scratches the back of his head in slight disappointment. He had been hoping that they would go out somewhere nice today doing couple-y things together. Then again, he never gave Tine the heads up, so it was understandable that Tine might have something to do at the University today.
Come to think of it, Sarawat realizes that he never mentions wanting to do anything “couple-y” with Tine... it was always Tine who initiates going out for movies or shopping.
Sarawat decides that today could be a first... amongst a few “firsts” things they haven’t crossed out in their checklist yet. Today, he was going to ask Tine out on a date.
Sarawat leans back on his right arm, but hears a crunch and his right hand touches a yellow post-it note. The note feels like it has been there for a while since it became cold with the air-conditioning. Sarawat lifts it up to read it.
Good Morning, Wat! Happy First Anniversary ♥
You might be wondering where I am.
I’m sorry I couldn’t greet you when you woke up,
Because I prepared something for you! ♥
You’ll have to follow the clues and solve the puzzle.
No cheating!
That means, no texting Man or Boss or any of the guys!
(They wouldn’t know anyway. Hehehe!)
The first clue is written at the back of this note.
Come find me! ♥
- Love, Tine
Sarawat was smiling from ear to ear, a hand on his forehead as he shakes his head with an airy laugh. He couldn’t contain the butterflies in his stomach as he releases the belly laugh he was holding and stares at the note with a grin, “Aah~ Such a nuisance.” He kisses the note and snaps a photo of it.
Sarawat quickly gets out of bed and jumps in the shower.
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You and I first met here. 🐰♥
Sarawat thinks that the first clue was fairly easy. They first met at the campus grounds where Scrubb held a concert, of course! Sarawat suddenly stops walking. Wait a minute. Did Tine mean the time their first accidental meet during the University’s Open House? Or when they first met in the Main Building when Tine had looked for him?
Sarawat sends a text to Tine to clarify the clue, but all he gets in response is the zipper-mouth emoji. Sarawat grumbles as he pockets his phone and goes for his gut-feeling, heading towards his destination.
He arrives to a quiet University and he makes a mental note that he has never enjoyed the campus more when there was an absence of his screaming fans. He reaches the campus grounds and looks around to the empty lot, wondering how he should find the next clue.
“Sarawat.”
Sarawat turns around to the familiar voice and he finds Green walking over to him with a dimplish grin.
“Green?”
“Congratulations on figuring out the first clue! Here’s your second one!” Green exclaims as he hands Sarawat a yellow post-it note. Sarawat chuckles under his breath as he accepts the note, “He got you in on this too?”
“Of course! Anything for my Tine!” Green winks playfully.
“Correction: Mine.” Sarawat smirks. Green rolls his eyes and waves his hand dismissively, “Oh my God! You’re so annoying!” Green laughs out loud and then composes himself, clearing his throat, “Well, Sarawat. I have been chosen as the First Keeper of the Clues because if it weren’t for fabulous me, you two would not have gotten together!”
Sarawat raises an eyebrow, “Really.”
“Yes! Tine had thanked me, himself!” Green was too busy getting giddy over Tine choosing him that he did not notice Sarawat's expression of fondness. After Green calms down, he immediately turns to leave, “So, my job here is done! I was instructed to leave right away so as not to engage in your unnecessary inquisitions!”
Sarawat juts his lower lip out.
“Happy Anniversary, Sarawat! May you have pretty little Tine babies!” Green giggles flirtatiously and waves his fingers goodbye, as he quickly runs away before Sarawat could say anything else.
Sarawat simply shakes his head when Green’s words register in his head. He reads the second note:
Be my teacher and teach me Chord C?🐰♥
Arriving at the Music Club on a quiet weekend feels odd when there weren’t any of the members around. But, Sarawat somehow feels a phantom noise inside his head... of the simultaneous chatters and various strumming of guitar strings. It feels oddly soothing.
He sees a girl with long hair sitting on the bench, her back towards him, and he approaches her. Before he could say anything, the girl turns around and smiles.
“Hi, Sarawat! Congrats on figuring out the second clue!” Pear beams at him, but Sarawat was a little stuck on how to respond to Pear. He wasn’t really close with Pear. More so this year when the girl had decided not to join Music Club anymore, since Faculty of Medicine demanded more of her time now.
When Sarawat makes no signs to move from his spot, Pear stands up and walks over to him, taking his hand and placing the next yellow post-it note on his palm, “I have been chosen as the Second Keeper of the Clues because it was through me that Tine had realized how important you are to him.”
Sarawat is taken back. He did not expect ballsy words like those coming from the petite girl. Once again, Sarawat is stuck on how to respond to her. Do they talk about these things so casually? Aren’t they a least bit embarrassed? His confusion must’ve been evident in his face because Pear ends up laughing at Sarawat’s obvious turmoil.
“Yes, Tine and I talked about it before. It doesn’t feel awkward, really. He’s pretty honest about anything and everything, and we’ve become really good friends because of it.” Pear smiles, her voice soft and sweet, “Besides, I’m seeing someone else!”
“He told me that back when he was still hitting on me, he thought he had liked me romantically. But, every single time we would hang out... he would unconsciously look for you, making sure you wouldn't misunderstand the friendship between the two of us if you would see us together.” Pear says, “It was at that moment he realized that your feelings mattered to him a lot and that he wouldn’t allow himself to make that mistake again in hurting you because of misunderstandings.
“One day, he came up to me and apologized that he had been purposely avoiding me because of that... and that he felt really horrible for doing it.” Pear looks down, smiling ruefully, “I have to admit... that it wasn’t really a nice thing to do... but, he was really sincere in his apology and I already forgave him for that.
“It just says a lot about his love for you, Sarawat.” Pear looks up with a kind smile, “I’m sure he feels lucky every single day to have you in his life.”
Sarawat feels the heat in his cheeks and he scratches his cheek in clear embarrassment, “God, is he orchestrating all these cheesy things you guys are saying today?”
Pear tilts her head in confusion, and then beams, “Umm... no...? I guess, we’re improvising!
“Good luck in finding all clues!” She waves goodbye and leaves.
Sarawat looks down at the third note:
Always a Nuisance: Where I asked you to be my fake boyfriend. Hahaha! 🐰♥
The third clue proved to be a little bit confusing since Sarawat had forgotten which random hallway it was where Tine had asked to meet up with him. He vaguely recalled that it was at the East Building, but he had to climb the second and third floors to double check exactly where it was, seeing as how every hallway looked identical from every single building. He went up to the third floor first, and descended down to the second, but found no one waiting.
He decided to do another round of scouting, just to be sure he had not missed out on anything, and went up to the third floor again.
When he comes back down the second floor, Sarawat scratches the back of his neck in confusion. Did he get the wrong location?
“Sarawat.”
Sarawat turns toward a female voice and finds a grinning Earn, sitting on the steps of the stairs on the opposite side of the staircase he just descended from. He makes a mental slap on himself, of course! There were two sides of staircases in every building.
He grumbles, because Sarawat could tell that she was clearly hiding from plain sight, “You are making this harder for me on purpose, aren’t you?”
Earn flashes him a Cheshire grin, “It was pretty amusing watching you run in circles like a sewer rat.”
“Ha ha. Give me the next clue.” Sarawat demands, extending his hand out.
“Only if you kneel and beg.”
Sarawat shoots her an unamused look.
“Okay, okay! Geez! You don’t have to go all bitchy on me!” Earn throws her hands up in the air as she reaches for her back pocket and takes out a now-damp post-it note, clearly having been soaked with her sweat with all her waiting. Sarawat cringes when he takes the note from her. Earn stares him down and crosses her arms, “Don’t look at me, you’re the one who took a whole lot of time getting here.” Sarawat blocks her voice out and proceeds to read the note, but Earn cuts him off, “Sarawat.”
Sarawat notices the uncharacteristic change in Earn’s voice when he looks at her.
“Don’t do anything stupid, okay?” Earn says, “Both of you.”
Sarawat raises an eyebrow.
“You’re both pretty similar in a lot of ways... you both over-analyze the littlest of things. You look out for each other so much that sometimes, you both sacrifice your own happinesses for the sake of the other. That’s not really a bad thing, but it can become taxing. And love... shouldn’t be taxing.” Earn smiles gently and pats her hand heavily on Sarawat's shoulder, “It’s best to talk about everything. It may not be easy, but, the first step is usually the only hard part.”
Sarawat just nods and smiles at the corner of his lips, his version of “thanks” for Earn. Earn pats his shoulder a few more times before she takes a deep breath, “Oh! I almost forgot! I am tasked to say these lines,” She clears her throat and Sarawat waits attentively, “Congratulations on successfully finding the Third Keeper of the Clues!” Earn recites monotonously.
Sarawat blinks once... twice.
When Earn doesn’t get the desired reaction from Sarawat, she turns beet red in embarrassment and stammers, “Blame your goofball of a boyfriend! I’m out of here!” She scurries away muttering, “Stupid boys!”, under her breath.
Sarawat chuckles softly and shakes his head when Earn was out of sight and he looks back down to the note in his hands:
Will I cheer for jersey #12? 🐰♥
Sarawat has a huge grin on his face when he enters the football field seeing a familiar figure standing beside the benches, holding a football in his hands.
“Up for a game, P’?” The boy smirks and Sarawat laughs, shaking his head, “What did Tine bribe you with for you to do this?”
“It was either me, or P’Mil...” Phukong smirks, “And we all know how you and P’Mil are.” He shoots a look at his brother. Sarawat just waves his hands dismissively. “And why would he ask the bastard for my next clue in the first place?”
“Because,” Phukong grins mischievously and throws the ball to Sarawat who easily catches it, “You have to score 5 goals before I give you the next clue.”
Their game lasts longer than 5 goals and it easily becomes a friendly match between brothers. They laugh and banter around like little children again. It’s a type of fun Sarawat hasn’t had in a while. They stop when the sky dims and they bask on the grass underneath the cloudy afternoon sun, huffing and heaving, trying to catch their breaths.
“This was fun. It’s been a while since we played outside University matches.” Phukong comments, his voice filled with joy. Sarawat hums in affirmation, the two brothers were very focused when it comes to official matches, and seeing each other on opposite teams usually brought a lot of heat and competition in their gameplay, so this afternoon’s game was a breath of fresh air for the sport that they both love.
“How’s Architecture?” Sarawat asks, realizing that he hasn’t had the time to check up on Phukong’s studies for a while now. Phukong chuckles under his breath, “I’m actually enjoying it. It’s getting more and more interesting. P’Mil usually comes over to help me with my drafts and plates, so the workload is not too bad so far.”
Sarawat’s mood turns sour when he hears the bastard’s name. Phukong must’ve sensed his brother’s sudden change of mood with his silence, for he rolls on his stomach and props up on his elbows, looming over his brother’s upside-down face, “I can manage fine, P’. You don’t have to worry. I’m not a little kid anymore.”
“If I find out that that bastard hurts you, I-”
“You will castrate him and serve him his balls on a silver platter. Yes, we have already established that when you threatened him in front of Mom and Dad, P’, everyone knows.” Phukong rolls his eyes with an airy laugh. Sarawat huffs as he sits up and dusts the dirt and leaves sticking to his clothes.
“I’m serious, Kong.” Sarawat looks him square in the eyes and Phukong was taken back. Usually when his brother means business, he really means it. Phukong nods bashfully and mutters, “Okay, okay.” Sarawat smirks and rubs his head.
“Actually, I lied... what I said before... about letting P’Mil come.” Phukong nervously laughs, scratching the back of his head, “P’Tine didn’t need to bribe me to come... he never really planned on letting P’Mil come. He specifically wanted me to come... said that it has been a while since we last hung out and he is sure that you already miss me!” Phukong teases, wiggling his eyebrows.
Sarawat feels a warm sensation blooming inside his chest at Tine’s gesture. Phukong sees the subtle change in Sarawat’s expression despite his stoic indifference and gives him a teasing smile, “Unnaaaeee~ I know that look!” Phukong pokes his cheek but Sarawat swats him away and Phukong easily escapes. He stops his teasing abruptly to flash him a wide grin, “I’m glad you guys are together! I’m happy for you, P’! Happy Anniversary!”
Sarawat never expected hearing blessings spoken out loud could make his heart explode in happiness... and today, he received 4.
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Tine’s fifth and final clue was simply one word, but it held more meaning than any of the other clues:
“Home” 🐰♥
Sarawat shakes his head in amusement, he should have seen it coming. He arrives back to their apartment with some of the lights turned off. One eyebrow rises as Sarawat enters without seeing Tine in sight.
“Tine?” He calls.
No response.
He was sure that the clue would lead him back to the apartment. He was about to call for Tine again when he hears guitar strings strumming into life. It was coming from their bedroom and Sarawat quickly climbs up the staircase.
I'm not an Enchanter
Whose spell can create a beautiful castle
Sarawat hears Tine singing and as soon as reaches the top, he sees everything Tine has prepared.
No powers, No chariot to dazzle
But I have a magical heart to take you through tonight
I am just a man who loves you dearly
Tine is wearing Sarawat’s black jersey while strumming on the ‘Nuisance’ guitar, standing behind a small table set up in the middle of their bedroom. There was a feast prepared with flutes of champagne, and a bud vase in between plates, an arrangement of 3 roses inside of it.
I am not an elite with money to spare
No authority, as a prince to display
Only a heart to take you through tonight
I am just a man who loves you dearly
Tine smiles beautifully straight at Sarawat, his voice just as beautiful. The room was decorated with fairy lights, strung in every corner of the room.
Embrace me
Relax and close your eyes
We will fly over the sea and land across the sky
Tine looks away from Sarawat for a moment to look at his fingers, trying to make sure he was pressing on the correct frets and he continues with a little bit of difficulty. Sarawat smiles at Tine proudly, patiently urging Tine to continue with a soft bob of his head.
Stars are shimmering
This long night make our hearts elating
Let go of the loneliness, give your heart a rest
Love will take the two of us away,
Tine glances back at him with a bashful smile, and Sarawat smiles back.
Not an enchanter
But a man who loves you dearly,
No powers
But a heart that loves your dearly.
As the song comes to a close, Tine grins widely, his eyes disappearing in crescents. Sarawat opens his mouth to say something, but was cut off when Tine suddenly throws his arms above his head and exclaims, “Happy Anniversary!!!” Sarawat jumps at his boyfriend’s sudden outburst.
“I hope it wasn’t hard for you to figure out the clues! There is a hidden message once you’ve gathered all clues! But, that can wait for later! For now, come and sit. Look what I’ve prepared for you!” Tine babbles as he places their guitar on the side and walks over to Sarawat, dragging him to sit on the dinner table he set up.
Sarawat was still in a daze from all of this and Tine has yet to hear him say anything. Tine was slowly losing his confidence the more he babbled on, clearly letting all the nerves do the talking. When he finally stopped to breathe, Sarawat takes the opportunity to take Tine’s hands to his and brings them up to his lips. He peppers kiss after kiss on each and every knuckle, refusing to break from his gaze on Tine. Tine feels his ears heating up.
“Happy Anniversary, Tine.” Sarawat finally speaks.
“Do you like the surprise?” Tine asks, his voice careful and low.
“Very.” When Sarawat smiles at him, Tine visibly deflates, feeling the tension leave from his shoulders. “I was starting to have doubts when the thought of you disliking this crossed my mind. I mean, it never really came to me that you might not like all the running around and stuff... and surprises, in general, for that matter.”
“Tine, you’re overthinking again.” Sarawat looks at him fondly, “I love it... I mean it. I’ve never felt so much love showered on me... and today made me realize how much you love me and how much I love you for it.”
Tine melts, convinced, “Okay,” He nervously laughs as he scratches the back of his head.
“There is one problem, though.”
Tine’s head whips up and sees Sarawat pouting, “I didn’t get to see your face when I woke up.”
Tine blinks for a couple of seconds before he laughs out loud, “That was part of the surprise, Wat. I wasn’t supposed to wake you up.” Tine stands up and walks over behind where Sarawat was sitting. Tine crouches down and hugs Sarawat from the back, loosely wrapping his arms around Sarawat’s tummy and hooking his chin on Sarawat’s shoulder, “I’ll try my best to show you my handsome face every time you wake up for the many years to come.”
“Yes, please.” Sarawat smirks and Tine just laughs.
“A year went by so fast, Wat. It’s true what they say... that when you’re having so much fun, time flies by just like that.” Tine softly says as he presses his nose on Sarawat’s cheek.
“I’m sure your ‘Keepers of the Clues’ had so much fun, too, watching me run around the campus and all.” Sarawat rolls his eyes, entangling one arm on Tine’s that was on his stomach. He smiles blankly into space, mindlessly twirling the strap of the pick bracelet on Tine’s wrist.
Tine giggles and Sarawat likes the tiny vibration upon his cheek when Tine’s face touches his. He angles his face towards Tine’s, making their noses touch, “Sorry, sorry. I needed you out of the apartment, so that I could prepare everything.
“Also, I kind of chose them because they were important parts of our lives and of how we got together, you know?” Looking at it at that context, Sarawat has to admit, that these people somehow gave Tine and Sarawat the push, no, the shove that they needed towards each other... and he mentally thanks them for it, not planning to voice them out anytime soon.
“I would’ve chosen the gang, but they are such blabber mouths so I scratched them off the list immediately. Like, they were only there for a couple of seconds and then they were instantly taken out.” Sarawat throws his head back when he laughs. “Although, they did help me get the stuff I needed to set up the place... and they had this crazy idea to follow you around and spy on you, which actually helped since it gave me the idea on how much time I have left before you’d get home.”
In the middle of Tine’s rambling, Sarawat leans back and his arm goes around to reach the back of Tine’s neck. It was a difficult position, but Sarawat pulls Tine in a deep kiss. Tine’s hold on him tightens as he kisses back, a low moan escaping from the back of his throat.
When they pull away, Tine buries his face at the crook of Sarawat’s neck. “I love you.” Sarawat says against Tine’s head, and Tine melts.
“And I love you.” Tine murmurs on Sarawat’s skin.
“I have something for you too.” Sarawat softly says upon Tine’s ear and he may have stolen a quick nibble on his lobe eliciting a soft giggle from Tine before he stands up from his seat and walks over to his bag. He walks back to Tine with his hands behind his back and tells Tine to close his eyes, “C’mon, no peeking. You’re not the only with a surprise.”
Tine rolls his eyes dramatically before closing them.
“Hold your hands out.”
“What am I... a child?”
“Just do it, tua woon wai.”
Tine obliges and his hands shoot out swiftly like a child asking for candy. Sarawat jumps back in sudden shock when he almost gets hit by Tine, but simply laughs it off with a shake of his head. He drops whatever he was hiding on Tine’s hands and waits.
“You can open them now, Tine.”
“Oh? It’s already there? I didn’t feel anythi-” As soon as Tine opens his eyes, his breath caught up in his throat by what he was looking at, “Wat...” Tine looks back up to Sarawat, who was smiling fondly at Tine. In Tine hands were two tickets to a Scrubb concert that was happening in IMPACT Arena in a few weeks, Sarawat even got them the Meet-and-Greet pass.
“I saw you the first time at a Scrubb concert in the University...” Sarawat nuzzles Tine by his hair, “We got back together during a contest with a performance by Scrubb, so, technically, still a Scrubb concert,” Tine coughs a watery laugh, “So, I think it’s only appropriate that we spend our 1 year later in a real Scrubb concert... in a real concert hall, don’t you think?”
Tine doesn’t trust his voice to speak so he nods rapidly and sniffs, “Damn it, Saraleo. Way to set the bar high... I don’t think my treasure hunt scheme could ever top this.”
“It’s not a competition, dummy.” Sarawat playfully flicks Tine’s forehead and Tine cries at the light impact, rubbing at the sore spot.
“Besides, you didn’t think that I didn’t get you anything... or that I have forgotten all about our anniversary now, have you?” Sarawat teases, wrapping his arms around Tine’s lower back and pulling him close. His gaze falls into Tine’s lips and Tine swallows a lump in his throat as he tries not to shiver in Sarawat’s intense gaze. “Umm...” Tine averts his gaze and nervously scratches his cheek, his other hand set on top of Sarawat's shoulder, “I didn’t think you’d forget, per se... just that I didn’t expect you to be someone who makes a big deal out of it...?” He trails off.
Sarawat visibly pouts, but takes it back, “Fair... I didn’t really imagine myself to be like this too. It is my first time spending an anniversary.” Tine smiles in triumph at that information, “But, I’ll have you know... that I was just as excited as you are about our anniversary, Little Buffalo.”
“You are?” Tine lights up.
Sarawat nods with a smile, “It made me realize that our First Year... is one of the greatest milestones in our lives. It’s like a trial period for the future... getting to know each other better, learning our quirks and peeves, learning to live with each other’s quirks and peeves, spending each day with different habits and compromising to make things work... stuff like those.” Sarawat shrugs, “And it’s pretty exciting that even if a year has passed, there will still be more years to come. At least, that’s how I feel.”
Tine’s face softens and he snakes his hands behind Sarawat's neck, “I feel the same way... learning something different about you every single day brings joy to me... regardless if it’s a good thing or not.
“You make me want to be the best version of myself, Wat.”
Sarawat beams, “Likewise.”
“Now, kiss me, Saraleo.” Tine demands.
“So demanding.” Sarawat chuckles as Tine cups both of his cheeks and pulls him in for a deep kiss. It lasts for a while with both of them not wanting to let go, occasionally giggling in between kisses and chasing each other’s lips. They only break apart when their stomachs grumble and they realize that they have not touched their food yet.
Dinner was comfortable with their usual chatter about anything and everything. Tine takes a selfie of them both in their current setting and posts it on IG, making sure to tag the people who helped him make the surprise a success. Sarawat watches him all the time and secretly takes a photo of Tine animatedly tapping on his phone. After making a few adjustments and adding a filter on his photo, Tine successfully posts it. He was about to place his phone back down on the table, when he gets a notification.
sarawatlism tagged you in a post.
Tine raises an eyebrow as he looks across at Sarawat who was just smirking at him. He looks back down on his phone and opens the post.
It was a photo set. The first photo was of the initial yellow post-it note he left Sarawat this morning, except it was cropped to only show the bottom portion of the note:
Come find me! ♥
- Love, Tine
Tine smiles bashfully as he swipes to the next photo. It was a photo him tonight, when he was looking down on his phone to post on IG just a minute ago... and underneath the photo set, was the caption:
found you
Something welled up inside Tine and he glances back up to Sarawat with a shy smile, “Cheeseball.” Tine laughs.
“Says the person who orchestrated a whole-day cheesy treasure hunt only to prepare a secret romantic dinner and woo me with a romantic serenade.”
Tine laughs, “Touché.”
Their phones explode in simultaneous rapid dings and they both ignore them as they continue with dinner. They were interrupted when Tine got an inquisitive call from his friends and Sarawat received one from Man as well. They suspect that the gang was out together that night since there was a chorus of hoots and catcalls which could be heard from both ends of their phones.
“I swear, I’m never going to hear the end of this.” Tine chuckles as he and Sarawat slowly dish out the plates and cutlery, descending down the stairs towards the kitchen, “A rare cheesy post from Sarawat! What would Sarawat’s Wives think?” He exclaims in mock horror.
“Don’t care.” Sarawat rolls his eyes with a grumble as he unceremoniously drops the cutlery on the sink. Tine follows suit and gently sets the plates down. He reaches for the faucet, but Sarawat takes hold of his wrist.
“Leave them. We can do it tomorrow.” Sarawat tugs Tine away from the sink.
“And come tomorrow, you’re going to say that it’s Lazy Day Sunday. You’re just gonna come up with another excuse to escape chores.” Tine snaps sassily.
“But, Tine~ It’s our Anniversary! I don’t want to do chores! What better way to spend the remaining of the evening than in bed?” Sarawat pulls Tine’s lower body to his and Tine squeaks, “Pervert!”
“I missed you the whole day, Tine!” Sarawat buries his face behind Tine’s ear, pressing little kisses and earning ticklish laughs from Tine. “We could’ve saved all the time by staying in the whole day and making pretty little Tine babies!” Tine abruptly pulls back and looks at him like he has grown a second head, “Excuse me?!”
“Green suggested it.” Sarawat shrugs.
“Sat!” Tine slaps Sarawa’s upper arm and the latter’s shoulder shakes in a soundless laugh. Tine shakes his head with a bashful laugh. Silence falls between them, and Tine looks back up to Sarawat with a thought in mind. “Well, it’s technically still our Anniversary today,” Tine starts as he looks at the clock on the wall displaying 08:15 in large numbers, “and tomorrow is Lazy Day Sunday.”
Both of them look back at each other with knowing grins and it was Sarawat who breaks out of their reverie, “Let’s finish up what’s left of Boss’s plastic bouquet!” He announces enthusiastically and drags Tine to the stairs, flipping the switches off in rapid speed, “Wha-”
“Ai’Wat!!!”
End.