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He wandered around for a while until he calmed down after Warich abandoned him again leaving him there in the parking lot again after being embarrassed again he was very pathetic looking for crumbs of love always asking for forgiveness and nothing about the situation changed it was always him.
The bad guy and Warich cut him off again never caring about this he was already at his bending limit this was already very painful to bear it was already very toxic for both of them this relationship he was tired tonight he no longer went after him as always not anymore.

Klao swung gently in the park looking at the sky with nostalgia and loss "How long has it been since I looked at the stars with Warich?" He asked himself now everything was fight after fight always arguing about the same thing or rather the same person Yotha and he knew it was not his fault.

Klao now looking at the moon with nostalgia and immense sadness, it had been months since his alpha had even touched him, he no longer looked at him with love since Yotha appeared and he seriously understood they were very important to each other, but it did not fit in his head how Warich cannot see the damage he is doing to him and their relationship now he was a patent and insecure understood that he should take care of Yotha to a certain extent why he did so much harm to Yotha and felt guilty for him it was his whole world and he destroyed it, but what about his whenever he calls him he goes to him everything was about him, but when I needed him he was not always playing the victim leaving him alone after night just to go with him and making me feel bad but where was he? I missed him, I missed his lips, his hugs, his smell of cigarettes and even the silent moments they shared after eating something but now they were the shadow of what they were before and he is partly to blame but he had already given up.

But there was nothing of that anymore, only painful words and constant changes of attitude.

Warich had changed, it hurt him to admit it, he no longer cared about him, he had become quite cold and sharp to the point of silencing him on several occasions, calling him annoying or exaggerated, he got into fights with Yotha just for his attention, he was losing him, he knew it because of him and that is why his cheeks were bathed in tears almost every night, feeling empty and desperate, feeling that love wither, he did not understand why it was still there.

He could not explain how Klao felt because it is a feeling that cannot be described Literally, but at the same time the perfect words to define it would be that he was dying emotionally slowly and painfully.

But of course nothing would happen to him, now that Klao thought about it after so much he was grateful that Warich had said no when he asked him to form a bond with him, desperate not to lose him, even if they were both omega and alpha, if he had done it he would surely be dead already with the whole situation.

Although he already felt that way, why... He no longer loved Warich, so many months of relationship and they no longer even looked at each other, just thinking about it made his chest feel empty, he hated himself in those moments just thinking that he stopped loving him with that intensity with which he once did to the omega.

Unfortunately there was no turning back, his heart had stopped feeling good every time they met, now he only felt left out and at the same time absent. Why did he insist on wanting to fix something that he couldn't fix? Why was he looking for a fight with Yotha for him.

He didn't know but there was no more time to continue thinking because thin lips kissed his neck while he was deep in thought, he had already stopped moving the swing so the man behind him took him by the waist bending down to then sink his nose into the arch of his neck in search of that smell that had him crazy.

---alpha---

A playful voice came into the absolute silence that was there, they were, Warich's friends had made an appearance; Klao watched as Newton, one of the friends, stood in front of him with his characteristic smile while Nop kissed his neck again, making him shudder and sigh, not knowing what they were looking for from him.

You smell like sadness

Nop suddenly spoke as he went up, caressing with the tip of his nose the entire length of the alpha's neck until he reached his earlobe, which he bit gently.
-Are you still mulling over the matter with that idiot?- -Even though we are his friends, you don't deserve that-.

Newton spoke again, watching attentively as Klao began to pant at his friend's touch, although at the same time he kept his brow furrowed.
-n-don't call him that-

The aplha scolded as best he could while using his left hand to gently push Nop away from the people present, who let out a small laugh and his other friend let out a shameless laugh.

You know? We could be better boyfriends than him.

Ignoring that completely, Nop spoke up, quickly supported by his friend who nodded his head.

How long has he not been with you? He's always on Yotha's tail?
Believe me, honey, we can do much more than he's done to you, we want you for ourselves and we also want to steal you from him.

Newton spoke up now, approaching the Alpha.

He had a deep blush on his cheeks and kept his lips slightly parted from the impression -we can do everything he has never done to you, come with us, you will never regret it-
Again, Nop took the floor, gently passing one of his hands under Kloa's shirt, caressing her waist slowly, causing her to shudder.

-I'm also sure that my clothes will fit you-

And Newton closed the conversation with that phrase while showing a shameless smile just before stealing a kiss from the alpha who closed his eyes before reciprocating the touch under Nop's attentive gaze.

Yes, the night would be long and the friends would enjoy the body of the alpha whom they wanted since the first time he touched foot in the bar and only showed signs of longing and loss because he was already with Warich but they saw the opportunity when they saw the whole situation that he was involved in and Warich's snubs towards him, they already knew of Yotha's plan to separate them after all he was his brother but they didn't say anything if their friend was a fool for not realizing it there was his problem but they saw their opportunity and how not to take it and they did not hesitate to intervene that night after the fight but they would take care of him and he would already be his complement.

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The night was cool, and the park was enveloped in a calm that contrasted with the turmoil of emotions Klao was carrying within him. Nop and Newton's kisses and caresses had brought him out of his reverie, but not completely. Although his body responded to their touches, his mind still struggled to process what was happening. Was he really willing to take this step? To leave Warich, whom he had loved so much, behind to surrender to these two alphas who seemed more interested in him than Warich had ever been?

Nop, with his soft, playful voice, broke the silence.

"Don't think about him anymore, Klao," he whispered, leaning back into his neck, where his lips found the alpha's warm, trembling skin. "We'll take care of you. We'll make you feel like he never did."

Newton, for his part, stood in front of Klao, his eyes shining with a mixture of desire and determination.

"You know we're right," he said, gently stroking Klao's cheek. "Warich doesn't deserve you. We do. And we'll prove it to you."

Klao closed his eyes, feeling the tears he'd been holding back finally escape. They weren't tears of sadness, but of release. He'd been holding on to something that no longer existed, a love that had faded long ago. And now, with Nop and Newton by his side, he felt something inside him break—not from pain, but from relief.

"It's okay," he whispered, his voice shaky but firm. "It's okay."

Nop and Newton exchanged a look of triumph before closing the distance between themselves and Klao. That night, under the light of the moon and stars, Klao gave himself to them, leaving behind the pain and emptiness Warich had left him. It was a long night, filled with passion and promise, and when the sun rose the next day, Klao knew his life had changed forever.

The following days were a mix of new emotions and discoveries. Nop and Newton not only cared for him, but also made him feel loved and wanted in a way Warich never had. Klao began to smile again, to laugh, to feel like life was worth living. And although Warich's ghost sometimes appeared in his thoughts, it was increasingly easier to let go.

A week later, Newton decided it was time to formally introduce Klao to his brother, Yotha. The meeting was tense at first because of their past, but Yotha, although surprised, seemed to accept the situation more calmly than Klao expected.

"I guess Warich lost him," Yotha said with a wry smile. "He always was a fool."

Klao didn't know how to respond, but Newton quickly intervened, putting a protective arm around his shoulder.

"Klao is ours now," he said firmly. "And we won't allow anyone, not even Warich, to hurt him again."

Yotha nodded, but Klao noticed a look of concern in her eyes. However, she said nothing more, and the meeting continued with a quiet dinner.

---

But the calm didn't last long. A few days later, Warich appeared at Newton's door, his face filled with anger and despair.

"What are you doing with Klao?" he shouted, addressing Newton. "He's mine!"

Newton, without losing his composure, stood between Warich and Klao, who had frozen in shock.

"Klao doesn't belong to you anymore, Warich," Newton said in a cold voice. "You ruined everything, and now he's ours."

Warich tried to advance, but Newton, although an alpha, wasn't intimidated by the omega. With a swift movement, he threw a punch that connected directly with Warich's face, knocking him back.

"Don't go near him!" Newton shouted, his voice filled with fury. "You no longer have the right to be near Klao!"

Warich, staggering, looked at Klao with eyes filled with pain and regret. But Klao, though his heart trembled, said nothing. He simply approached Newton and Nop, seeking refuge in their arms.

"Go away, Warich," Klao whispered, his voice barely audible. "There's nothing between us anymore."

Warich, his face bloodied and his heart broken, took a step back. He knew he had lost Klao forever. And though the pain was unbearable, there was nothing he could do to change it.

That night, Klao cried in Nop and Newton's arms, not for Warich, but for the end of a chapter in his life. But he also knew that, with them by his side, a new chapter was beginning. One filled with love, understanding, and, most of all, peace.

A few weeks passed since that night in the park, and Klao had slowly adjusted to his new life with Nop and Newton. Although it was difficult for him to let go of Warich's memories at first, the patience and affection of his new companions helped him heal. He no longer felt like that pathetic alpha looking for crumbs of love; now he felt valued, desired, and, above all, loved.

One afternoon, Newton announced that he wanted to introduce him to his other brother, Faifa.

"He's different from Yotha," Newton warned with a smile. "Faifa is quieter, but he has a huge heart. I think you'll like him."

Klao nodded, feeling a little nervous. Although he had met Yotha before, he knew that each member of Newton's family had their own personality, and he didn't want to make a bad impression.

The meeting took place at a small café near the park. Faifa was tall, with dark hair and piercing eyes, but his smile was warm and comforting. When he saw Klao, he extended his hand kindly.

"So you're Klao," Faifan said, his voice soft but firm. "Newton hasn't stopped talking about you."

Klao smiled shyly, shaking his hand.

"I hope he didn't say anything wrong," he joked, trying to ease the tension.

Faifah laughed, and the sound was so genuine that Klao immediately felt more relaxed.

"On the contrary, he's only talked about how amazing you are," Faifah replied. "And after meeting you, I can see why."

The conversation flowed naturally. Faifah was just as charming as Newton had said, and Klao felt comfortable with him almost immediately. They talked about everything from their hobbies to their dreams, and Klao realized that Faifan had a special way of making people feel heard and valued.

"Newton and Nop are lucky to have you," Faifan said at the end of the meeting, with a genuine smile. And I feel lucky to know you too.

Klao blushed, grateful for Faifan's words. For the first time in a long time, he felt part of something bigger, part of a family that accepted him and loved him just the way he was.

---

As the days passed, Klao, Nop, and Newton began to build a life together. The mornings were warm and full of laughter, the afternoons were filled with plans and projects, and the nights... the nights were intimate and full of passion. Klao felt alive in a way he hadn't experienced in years.

Faifan became a constant presence in their lives. He often visited them, sharing meals and moments of connection. Klao noticed that Faifan had a special connection with Nop, and although at first he felt a little jealous, he soon realized there was nothing to worry about. Faifan was just like that: loving, protective, and loyal to those he considered his family.

One night, as the four of them sat on the couch watching a movie, Klao realized how happy he was. He no longer thought about Warich, or the pain he had left behind. Now his life was filled with love, laughter, and a promising future.

"What are you thinking about?" Nop asked, snuggling up to him.

Klao smiled, gently stroking Nop's hair.

"How lucky I am," he replied. "To have you."

Newton, who was on his other side, hugged him from behind, while Faifan smiled at them from the other end of the couch.

"We're lucky to have you too," Newton said. "You're part of us now, Klao. And that will never change."

Klao closed his eyes, feeling a peace he hadn't felt in a long time. He knew his path hadn't been easy, but now, surrounded by the people who loved him, he knew it had been worth it.

---

And so, Klao began a new phase of his life, one where love wasn't a struggle, but a refuge. With Nop, Newton, and Faifan by his side, he knew he had finally found the place where he belonged. And although the past sometimes tried to creep in, Klao was no longer afraid of it. Because now he had a present full of love and a future full of hope.

Although Klao had found happiness with Nop and Newton, Warich wasn't ready to give up. The alpha couldn't accept that Klao had left him behind, let alone that he was with his own friends. Anger and wounded pride consumed him, and every day that passed without Klao by his side made him more desperate.

One afternoon, as Klao, Nop, and Newton were strolling through the park, Warich suddenly appeared, blocking their path. His face was tense, his fists clenched, and his eyes shone with a mixture of fury and pain.

"Klao," Warich said, his voice trembling but firm. "We need to talk."

Klao stopped in his tracks, feeling his heart pounding. Although he no longer felt the same way about Warich, seeing him again shook him. Nop and Newton stood protectively by his side, but Klao signaled for them to let him handle the situation.

"There's nothing to talk about, Warich," Klao replied calmly but firmly. "I told you, this is over."

Warich took a step forward, completely ignoring Nop and Newton.

"It can't end like this!" he shouted, his voice filled with desperation. "You were mine, Klao! Mine! How could you choose them over me?"

Newton couldn't hold back any longer. He stood between Warich and Klao, his face filled with fury.

"Enough, Warich!" he roared. "Klao doesn't belong to you anymore. You ruined everything, and now you have to accept it. Leave him alone!"

Warich, blinded by rage, threw a punch at Newton. The blow connected with his cheek, knocking him back, but Newton didn't fall. With a look of determination, he launched himself at Warich, and the two alphas and omegas began to fight in the middle of the park.

Klao tried to intervene, but Nop stopped him, hugging him from behind.

"Leave them alone," Nop whispered. "Newton needs to do this. And Warich needs to understand that he no longer has power over you."

The fight was intense. Warich fought furiously, but Newton, though alpha, was strong and agile. He dodged Warich's blows and counterattacked with precision, making it clear that he would not be intimidated. Finally, with a swift movement, Newton knocked Warich down, leaving him on the ground, panting and with his face bruised.

"This is over, Warich!" Newton shouted, looking at him with contempt. "Klao is no longer yours. And if you go near him again, I assure you, you won't get off so easy next time."

Warich, his face bloodied and his pride wounded, looked at Klao with eyes filled with pain.

"Why, Klao?" he whispered, his voice breaking. "Why them and not me?"

Klao approached slowly, looking at Warich with a mixture of sadness and determination.

"Because they value me, Warich," he replied, his voice firm. "Because they are here, by my side, when you never were. Because they make me feel loved, and that is something you never knew how to give me."

Warich lowered his gaze, unable to meet Klao's gaze. He knew he had lost, but the pain was too great to accept.

"Go, Warich," Klao said, his voice leaving no room for doubt. "And don't come back."

Warich slowly stood up, unsteady, and walked away without another word. His figure grew smaller and smaller until he disappeared into the distance, leaving behind a chapter Klao knew he would never reopen.

---

That night, Klao, Nop, and Newton walked home together. Although the fight had been intense, Klao felt lighter, as if he'd finally closed a door that had been ajar for too long.

Newton, with a bruise on his cheek, hugged Klao tightly.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean for you to have to go through that."

Klao smiled at him, gently stroking the bruise.

"You don't have to apologize," he said. "Thank you for being there, for standing up for me. For being my home."

Nop joined the hug, and the three of them stayed that way, silent, knowing that together they could overcome anything.

---

From that day on, Warich never appeared again. Klao, Nop, and Newton continued to build their life together, filled with love, laughter, and connection. Faifan remained a constant presence, supporting them at every turn, and Klao knew he had finally found where he belonged.

The past no longer mattered. The future was bright, and Klao was ready to live it to the fullest, surrounded by the people who truly loved him.

Sighs, moans, the sounds of wet kisses, and the melody of a piano were the only things that could be heard in that spacious room lit only by red lights.

Klao stood with her legs apart while Newton stood between them. Both were completely naked and panting. They didn't know how many rounds they had, but their bodies were still asking for more.

Newton again began to move his hips gently, rubbing his semi-erection against the other alpha's flaccid phallus. The other alpha moaned softly again, gently squeezing the alpha's shoulders.

"A-okay, Newton, we should wait for Nop..." the omega spoke as best he could, closing his eyes from the sudden pleasure that enveloped him, thanks to the alpha's constant movements. The alpha just smiled and dropped down beside him on the enormous bed.

"You want us both? Huh?" the alpha asked curiously, hugging Klao from behind, as he had moved to get some water. Klao, for his part, just laughed and returned to the bed to settle more comfortably in the older man's arms, turning around almost instantly to grab a few strands of his loose hair and play with it.

"How long has it been since I took you both?" —the alpha asked, closing his eyes as he felt the older man's hands run over his body, caressing his back and buttocks, squeezing them a little before moving on to caressing his thighs.

—Hmm... good question. It's good that Nop is back to reminisce.

And with that, the younger man burst into laughter as he placed the things he had bought on the nightstand.

—Are any of you in heat? We've been fucking for days,—Nop complained as he began to undress under the watchful eye of the alpha, who had sat down on the bed.

—Who knows, maybe we're just getting carried away...—Newton replied without much interest before looking at the alpha as well, who had pouted adorablely.

"You two are idiots. I should let Faifa know I'm okay," the alpha grumbled as he got on all fours and then crawled to the edge of the bed, intending to grab his phone. He was interrupted by the honey-haired man, who grabbed him by the waist and practically dragged him back to the center of the bed, where Newton looked at him with a smile that was strangely sinister for Klao's liking.

Clearly, the alpha wasn't going to stay quiet and was going to complain, but that, too, was denied him when Nop's lips were on his. Nop wanted to regain the warmth, so he quickly positioned himself between Klao's legs, leaning his back against his friend's chest, who quickly began kissing his neck and shoulder. Nop, for his part, began masturbating both him and the alpha, in an attempt to get hard again. This wasn't very difficult, as Klao quickly began to move her hips with his movements, causing her butt to rub against his testicles.

Soon, both alphas began to release pheromones of arousal and dominance, making the alpha moan and shudder, making his entrance tingle.
Newton, taking advantage of the fact that Nop and Klao were practically devouring each other's mouths, brought two of his fingers to the alpha's entrance, not exactly to prepare him, as Klao was already very dilated from the previous rounds. He did this only with the intention of stimulating him, even brushing against his prostate, which made Klao moan and grunt against Nop's lips. Satisfied with this reaction, he continued masturbating Klao, who continued moaning against his lips.

The kiss itself was the typical breathtaking one: both the shorter Alpha's and the Alpha's tongues intertwined in each other's mouths, their movements hungry and shameless, not to mention the fact that Klao stifled his moans in the union.

Soon, the dark-haired Alpha inserted three of his fingers up to his knuckles, managing to touch the Alpha's prostate, who had to break away from the kiss to scream in pleasure, arching his back instinctively.

"G-God, Newton, Nope...! I want you inside... now, now!" Klao ordered desperately as he used one of his hands to embrace the honey-haired Alpha, who hadn't stopped masturbating him, and in turn, Newton didn't stop stimulating his prostate. So, at the command, they both smiled, satisfied and excited, to a certain point.

"Hmm? As you command, darling..." The eldest present whispered against the alpha's ear in response, while simultaneously removing his wet fingers from the alpha's anus, soaked with his semen, using it as lubricant. Nop said nothing and simply kissed and licked Klao's chest, which had let out a moan of emptiness.

"Who do you want to enter first?" Newton asked, licking his own fingers. Klao saw him, but looked away with a deep blush at the sight.
"Nop," the alpha whispered as he looked down, catching sight of the other's hard erection. Nop smiled in satisfaction, spreading Klao's legs wider and leaning further against the eldest's chest.

"Well... that's it, just since they started earlier," Nop laughed at his friend's frown. Under Klao's watchful gaze, he entered her, instantly welcomed by her warm walls, which squeezed him tightly. Klao moaned and tilted his head back, closing his eyes in the pleasure that washed over him.

"*a-alpha, mngh... be good to your Alpha, okay? You're hurting him..." Nop moaned, closing his eyes with a soft blush now on his cheeks. The Alpha's insides took him as an intruder and squeezed him painfully, and although he could have gotten out to relax Klao, he wanted to keep feeling that sensation.

On the other hand, the older man laughed, beginning to kiss Klao's neck, moving one of his hands down her now swollen belly, where he gently hit, being answered almost instantly by the Alpha's grunt and the Alpha's moan.

"Klao-baby, be good to your Alphas and let me in too..." Newton now begged as he brought his hands to the alpha's, which he began to stroke and move, also causing him to penetrate himself with Nop's hard cock.

"J-Just... do it..." Klao gasped as best he could. He was more focused on stopping his grip on the cock inside him, as his inner alpha didn't want it to come out, and that only caused the other some pain, although it didn't bother him much.

He enjoyed the way he was sucking him; while the alpha was deep in thought, the older man took advantage of that response and brought his hands to Klao's ass, spreading his buttocks. He touched the tip of his cock to the base of his friend's, who only gasped and nodded. At what he could call "the signal," Newton applied pressure and managed to enter the alpha's interior, who moaned, almost screaming in pain and pleasure, his legs and entire body beginning to tremble almost instantly.

Klao felt like Newton was going to split him in two. It was too much to have both of them, but it was also very pleasurable. Both of them filled his entire cavity, and at the same time, their glans bumped and rubbed against his sensitive prostate.

"F-fuck, Newton, don't move, please..." Klao begged, his eyes filling with tears. Nop laughed and began kissing his chest, licking his nipples almost immediately. Newton laughed too and began masturbating him gently. Neither of them moved, waiting for him to get at least a little used to it, since they both knew they weren't exactly small.

Klao, on the other hand, began to moan again. Both of them touched his entire body, occasionally torturing him every time they brushed against his erogenous zones, such as his neck, shoulders, and earlobes.

After a while—which was a bit long for the Alphas—Klao gently moved his hips, causing them both to grunt at the sudden friction, which caused the Alpha to moan as well. Thanks to this, both Alphas began to gently move Klao's hips back and forth, causing him to moan louder.

Klao hugged Nop's shoulders while resting his head on one of his arms, placing his lips very close to Nop's ear, who kept his eyes closed, enjoying every sound and movement.
Klao, while caressing his thighs, wasn't satisfied with the position, but he kept moving his hips to give him pleasure.

"Fuck, if you keep holding Nop like that, I'm going to make him pull out of you and fuck you until you cry for mercy," the older man growled out of nowhere, slapping one of Klao's thighs with some force, and almost instantly penetrating him quite deeply and hard.

The alpha, who moaned, dug his nails into Nop's shoulders, and Nop laughed in response.

"Are you jealous, buddy?" Nop teased as he gently moved his hands to Klao's waist.

Klao, for his part, removed his hands from Nop's body as he straightened up, now leaning his back against the older man's chest.

"Yeah, but now that Klao is like this, what I said is no longer necessary," he replied simply as he moved his hands to Klao's chest, which he gently caressed, revealing how the soft, white skin prickled.

"How are we going to mark him if it bothers you that I pay more attention to him?" Nop growled jealously as he ground Klao's hips harder into his pelvis, pulling him closer, causing both cocks to bury themselves in the alpha's sensitivity.

"G-god! Shut your mouths! You're not going to mark me!" Klao growled, arching his back in the pleasure that overwhelmed him. Despite that, he was aware of what they were talking about, so he quickly shook his head, placing his hands on Nop's shoulders, who looked at him with an amused smile.

Like Newton, he just laughed and pulled him closer.

"Fine... we won't mark you today. But believe me, we will later."

A year had passed since that fight in the park, and Klao's life with Nop and Newton was more stable and happy than ever. They had built a routine full of love, complicity, and shared projects. However, there was one thing Klao still hadn't resolved: his relationship with his family. With the exception of his twin, Tan, with whom he'd always maintained a strong connection, Klao had almost no contact with others. But now, with the support of Nop and Newton, he decided it was time to change that.
"I want you to meet my family," Klao told Newton one afternoon as they cooked dinner together. "Or at least, I want to try. Tan has always been there for me, and I think it's time the others met us too."
Newton smiled, placing his hand on Klao's shoulder.
"It will be a big step," he said. "And we'll be there to support you, no matter what."
Nop, who was sitting on the couch, nodded enthusiastically.
"Also, I want to meet your twin," he said. "You always say he's amazing. And if he's so similar to you, I'm sure we'll get along."
Klao smiled, feeling lucky to have people by his side who supported him unconditionally.

The family dinner was held at Klao's parents' house. Tan was excited to meet Nop and Newton, and although the rest of the family was more reserved, they agreed to the gathering. However, what no one expected was the surprise that night had in store for them.
When Klao, Nop, and Newton arrived, Tan greeted them with a warm hug.
"Finally, I meet you!" said Tan, looking at Nop and Newton with a smile. "Klao hasn't stopped talking about you."
Newton laughed, shaking Tan's hand.
"He hasn't stopped talking about you either," he replied. "It's an honor to meet you."
Dinner began normally. Klao's parents, although a little distant, made an effort to be friendly. However, everything changed when an unexpected guest arrived: Fang, Warich's twin, whom no one in Klao's family knew.
"Fang?" Klao asked, confused. "What are you doing here?" Fang, who bore a striking resemblance to Warich but with a calmer expression, smiled shyly.
"Tan invited me," he explained. "I thought it was time we met, since our lives are more connected than we thought."
Klao looked at Tan, who shrugged with a mischievous smile.
"It's my night of surprises," Tan said. "Besides, Fang is a good person. He's not like Warich."
The revelation that Fang was Warich's twin shocked everyone, but Fang quickly cleared the air.
"Warich and I aren't close," he explained. "In fact, he was always very different from me. But I know what happened to him after you left him, Klao. And I wanted you to know that... well, he's not okay."
Klao looked down, feeling a knot in his stomach. Although he no longer had feelings for Warich, knowing his ex wasn't okay took a toll on him.
"What happened to him?" Nop asked curiously.
Fang sighed, playing with his water glass.
"Warich collapsed after you left him," he said. "He lost his job, withdrew from everyone, and started drinking too much. A few months ago, I found him at a bar, completely devastated. He apologized for everything he did to you, Klao. He said he realized it was his own fault he lost you."
Silence fell over the table. Klao felt a mixture of sadness and relief, but he knew there was nothing he could do for Warich. That chapter of his life was over.
"It's sad," Klao said finally. "But Warich made his choices. I'm no longer part of his life."
Fang nodded, understanding.
"I don't expect you to forgive him," she said. "I just wanted you to know the truth. And I also wanted to get to know you, because I know you're important to Tan."
Dinner continued, and although the atmosphere was a little tense at first, it gradually relaxed. Tan, as always, broke the ice with his jokes and sarcastic comments.
"Did you know that if Warich had done things right, we'd now be having dinner with two sets of twins?" Tan said, laughing. "It would be like a reunion of clones!"
Everyone laughed, even Fang, and Klao was grateful for his twin's sense of humor. Even though the situation was complicated, Tan always knew how to make things more bearable.
By the end of the night, Klao felt closer to his family than he had in years. Even though not everything was perfect, he knew he'd taken an important step. And with Nop and Newton by his side, he felt ready to face anything.
As they said their goodbyes, Fang approached Klao.
"Thank you for listening to me," he said. "And... I hope you're happy. You deserve it."
Klao smiled, feeling a peace he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Thank you, Fang," he replied. And I hope Warich finds his own path. But mine isn't with him anymore.
Fang nodded, understanding, and said goodbye with a handshake.

That night, as Klao, Nop, and Newton walked home, Klao felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders. He had faced his past, reconnected with his family, and most of all, reaffirmed his love for Nop and Newton.
"Are you okay?" Newton asked, taking his hand.
Klao smiled, squeezing his hand tightly.
"Yes," he replied. "More than okay. Because I have you."
Nop leaned closer, hugging him from behind.
"And you'll always have us," he said. "No matter what happens."
Klao closed his eyes, feeling lucky. The past no longer mattered. The future was his, and he was ready to live it to the fullest, surrounded by the people who truly loved him.

Chapter Text

Seven years had passed since that family dinner that marked a turning point in Klao's life. Now, surrounded by love and stability, Klao was pregnant with his first child with Nop and Newton. Life had smiled on him, and although memories of the past sometimes surfaced, he knew he had found his place in the world.

That day, the whole family gathered at the birthday party for Tan's daughter, a five-year-old girl full of energy and contagious laughter. The atmosphere was festive, filled with balloons, music, and delicious food. Tan, as always, was the life of the party, making everyone laugh with his antics. Fang, his twin, was by his side, helping him organize everything and making sure everyone felt comfortable.

Newton's family was also present. Yotha, now happily married to Gun, looked more relaxed and content than ever. Faifah, Newton's other brother, had found love with Wine, and together they made an adorable couple. Even Nop's mother had traveled from far away to be there, excited to meet her son's extended family.

Fang, for her part, had brought her brother Phum and her boyfriend Peem, who quickly integrated into the group with their charisma and friendliness. The party was a reflection of how everyone's lives had evolved, filled with love, forgiveness, and new opportunities.

However, the peace didn't last long. Suddenly, the door swung open, and everyone turned to see who had arrived. It was Warich.

His presence was like a shadow looming over the party. His aura of anger and resentment was palpable, and his gaze fixed directly on Klao, who was sitting on the couch, his hands on her pregnant belly. Warich hadn't gotten over his obsession with Klao, and seeing him happy, surrounded by the family he could never give him, consumed him inside.

"Warich," Fang said, quickly approaching his twin. "What are you doing here? You weren't invited."

Warich ignored him, advancing toward Klao with firm steps.

"How can you be so happy?" Warich asked, his voice filled with bitterness. "How can you act as if I never existed?"

Klao struggled to his feet, instinctively protecting his belly. Nop and Newton stood beside him, ready to defend him.

"Warich, this isn't the time or the place," Newton said firmly. "Leave before you ruin the party."

But Warich didn't listen. In a fit of rage, he tried to grab Klao, but Fang quickly intervened, pushing his twin against the wall.

"Enough, Warich!" Fang shouted, his voice a mixture of fury and pain. "This is over! Klao doesn't belong to you, and he never will." Stop ruining your life and everyone else's!

Warich, with tears of rage in his eyes, tried to break free, but Fang held him tight.

"You don't understand!" Warich shouted. "He was mine! Mine!"

Klao, tears in his eyes, approached slowly.

"Warich," he said, his voice calm but firm. "I was never yours. You never treated me as anything more than a possession. And now I have a life I love, with people who value me. Please let me go. Let yourself go."

Warich looked at him, and for a moment, it seemed as if his anger had subsided, revealing the pain inside him. But then, in a desperate act, he tried to push Klao toward the nearby stairs.

"If you can't be mine, then you'll be no one's!" Warich shouted.

It all happened in a matter of seconds. Newton and Nop reacted quickly, grabbing Warich and pulling him away from Klao, who fell to the ground but was protected by Tan and Fang. The party descended into chaos, with everyone intervening to separate Warich and prevent him from hurting anyone.

"Stop it, Warich!" Yotha shouted, grabbing him by the arm. This won't get you anywhere!

"Let him go!" Faifah added, helping to hold him.

Finally, Warich collapsed, crying uncontrollably. Fang knelt beside him, holding him tightly.

"You have to let him go, brother," Fang whispered. "Klao is no longer part of your life. But you still have a life ahead of you. Don't ruin it anymore."

Warich, his face streaming with tears, looked at Klao one last time.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry for everything."

Klao nodded, feeling a mixture of sadness and relief.

"I'm sorry too, Warich," he said. "But this ended a long time ago. I hope one day you find the peace you seek."

Warich slowly stood up, helped by Fang, and left the house without another word. The party fell silent, but little by little, the atmosphere relaxed. Tan, always the mediator, was in charge of breaking the ice.

"Well, that was... intense," he said with a nervous smile. "Who wants cake?"

Everyone laughed, relieved that the tension was over. The party continued, and although the incident had left everyone shaken, it also reminded them how important it was to value the people around them.

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At the end of the night, Klao, Nop, and Newton sat together on the couch, watching everyone dance and laugh. Klao caressed her belly, feeling the gentle movements of her baby.

"Are you okay?" Nop asked, taking her hand.

Klao smiled, feeling a peace he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Yes," he replied. "Because I have you. And that's all I need."

Newton hugged him from behind, gently kissing his neck.

"We'll always be here," he said. "No matter what."

Klao closed his eyes, feeling lucky. The past no longer mattered. The future was his, and he was ready to live it to the fullest, surrounded by the people who truly loved him.