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The video didn’t start with Chay’s face; the camera was pointed towards the bedroom door, through which Kim walked in, holding two Starbucks cups.
He held one out to Chay as he neared -unaware of the phone recording him.
“Aw thank you,” Chay cooed as Kim leaned down to give him a quick kiss, no doubt going to head to his personal office.
“This means we can get back together now!” Chay exclaimed.
Kim froze. Then he slowly turned, narrowing his eyes at the younger, “Excuse me? Why? What? What did I do?”
“Nothing, it’s okay, the past is the past.” Chay responded, trying to keep himself from smiling.
Kim blinked, and then scoffed, “The past is the- what ?? The past is the past my ass - what’s the reason? And I swear if something stupid comes out of your mouth I’m not buying you starbucks anymore-” Just as he said that, he grabbed the coffee cup back from Chay, earning a whine.
“Okay, so, at 4am last night, you stopped cuddling me. And I felt really lonely.”
Kim blinked, looking unimpressed. He took a deep breath, “...What's the actual reason?”
“The actual reason is you love me too much.” Chay was giggling now.
Kim just glared at him, no response given whatsoever.
“And I'm making a tiktok.” Chay added lastly.
Kim sighed, “You know what- I do love you too much and it's the reason I’m putting up with your tiktoks, here’s your fucking coffee.” He handed it back just as the camera stopped recording.
“Thanks for putting up with me,” Chay said with a smile as Kim leaned in for one last kiss before he went off to work.
“Shut up. I’m not ‘putting up with you’, I hate when you say that. You’re the love of my life, whatever you want, I’ll give you. I’ll do anything you want me to.”
Chay, blushing, whined, “Why do you say such sweet things out of nowhere!”
Kim just chuckled, kissed him once more and finally left the room.
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Tankhunwatches: I hate both of you and your cuteness
→ Wik: Deal with it
→ ChayChay: I love you too Khun <3
Porschebestbro: Just another day of wishing Kinn was like Kim
→ Pete-rparker: Me too with Vegas, honestly
→ MrLovermanKinn: …. @ Wik You’re not allowed to step foot in this house ever again
→ Vegas: Or in mine
→ Wik: Thank fuck
→ Porschebestbro: Kinn…without Kim, my brother will also never step foot in our house. And you remember I’m a happy Porsche when I get to see my brother often, right?
→ MrLovermanKinn: … @ Wik You’re re-invited
→ Wik: Fuck
***
@ Wik: Can’t Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley
The camera was focused on Wik as he sat in front of a window in a tank top, guitar upon his lap, staring past the camera.
“Chay? Can you come here, baby?” He called out sweetly.
Off-camera, “Yeah?” was heard softly followed by quiet footsteps coming closer.
Wik smirked, then began singing as his fingers strummed the guitar, “‘Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?’” His gaze was set past the camera, the softest smile across his lips, slightly swaying along with the strumming of his guitar. “‘ Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you…’ ” His voice faded out at the end, smile unmoving, love glittering in his eyes.
“I love you,” He whispered.
A sniffle was heard just as the camera cut.
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“You’re terrible.” Chay insulted with a sniffle, tears finally calming down as he cuddled his boyfriend on the floor -said boyfriend’s guitar leaning against the wall beside them.
Kim chuckled, holding his lover close. “Think of it as me getting back at you.”
“I don’t make you cry though…”
“That’s true. But you’re not upset.”
Chay sniffled, pouting, “I hate that you’re right. So what, you’re gonna get back at me by serenading me randomly throughout the day?”
Without hesitation, Kim answered, “Yes.”
Chay giggled, “Fine. I’ll take it…But why do your videos get to be public and I can only share mine with the family?”
“Chay…you literally stole my gun in one of yours.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“And anyway, I won’t be showing your face in mine. Just to be safe.”
“Fine…I love you, you fork.”
“Do you mean ‘dork’?”
“No. You fork.”
“Okay, sweetheart.”
“You’re not hugging me tight enough, weakling.”
“ Chay. ”
“Ow- Too tight !”
***
+Bonus:
“This is Porsche reporting live from the Theerapanyakul mansion, where Kim and Chay are being disgustingly cute in public, making the rest of us feel bad.”
“I don’t feel bad-”
“Shut up, Kinn.”
The camera turned to video Kim and Chay on an arm chair with Chay on Kim’s lap, with Kim’s face buried against the back of his neck and his arms holding Chay tightly by the waist.
“I honestly thought Kim was doing something nasty, only to find out he’s actually asleep.” Porsche added.
Chay giggled at that, patting Kim’s arm comfortingly.
“ God I feel so single,” Khun commented from the side.
“Yeah no kidding.” Porsche said in agreement.
“Porsche, I’m sitting right here - your boyfriend. ” Kinn pointed out.
“Yeah, but we’re not like these two -everytime I ask for us to cuddle in front of everyone you say it isn’t necessary to show affection in front of others. Are you sure Kim’s your brother??”
The camera was still aimed at the adorable couple that were being referred to; Chay was just watching the drama unfold, aware that Kim was awake listening with just his eyes shut -but no one else needed to know that.
“Pretty sure Kim got the physical affection from me.” Khun added.
Porsche gasped, “Oh my god! I’m dating the wrong Theerapanyakul! Khun, marry me.”
“Sure!”
Kinn, “ Excuse me-”
The camera cut off.